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Day 57: Sun Room [Third Shift]

Jul 01, 2011 00:48

Brunch had tasted delicious as usual, but he still felt guilty for enjoying it when so many other patients weren't as fortunate as him and Ritsuka. Still, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't grateful for his meals. His appetite had been pretty spotty during the week after his "sleep study", so Claude wanted to think he was making up for lost time ( Read more... )

claude, zex, guy, ted logan, tsubaki, peter petrelli, edgeworth, ruby, dean winchester, england, sam winchester, prussia

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razing_phoenix June 30 2011, 21:11:09 UTC

Speaking with Donna had been refreshing in its own way, if only because she had a certain energy to her that Guy realized was hard to find these days. They parted on good terms and without any physical contact taking place, which was always something he had to worry about when interacting with females who didn't know about his condition ( ... )

full_score June 30 2011, 21:46:35 UTC

As soon as he sensed Guy approaching him, Claude turned to him with a brightened expression. "Hi!" It was nice to see his friend was definitely going to spend this shift with him after all. The thought warmed him, but that wasn't so surprising. They seldom took time to do something like this, since most of their daytime conversations were strictly geared toward serious topics. Of course Claude would be happy to get a chance to simply spend time with Guy ( ... )

razing_phoenix June 30 2011, 23:14:57 UTC

While Guy hadn't meant to put Claude through all the trouble of asking a staff member about it, he didn't exactly have the time to stop him either. His policy was to stay out of the military's way as much as possible, although in this case they actually got lucky enough to interact with someone who was relatively nice. That might just have something to do with their rank, though. Both he and Claude were S Rank, weren't they? It was no surprise that they were being treated well.

So it was The Great Escape that had won. Guy smiled when he heard that, mainly because he got the feeling that most patients had voted for it on the name alone. It looked like that included Claude as well ( ... )

full_score July 1 2011, 01:44:03 UTC

He was a little surprised to hear Guy hadn't tried to vote, but Claude could understand why he wouldn't want to participate if he didn't know much about the available titles. Then again, he had a feeling most of the people here didn't know much about them, seeing how there was a significant non-Earth population. Not only that, but there were many Earthlings who weren't from this time period. Claude himself couldn't even say he'd watched The Great Escape before ( ... )

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human_sponge July 1 2011, 02:29:28 UTC

They were seriously going to watch The Great EscapeWell, putting that up as an option was more or less asking all the patients to vote for it, so Peter wasn't too shocked by it. He had to admit, the idea of just kicking back and watching a movie sounded pretty good right now, and so Peter decided to settle in the Sun Room. It was sort of sad how something as simple as this was now a novelty for all of them, but he was at least going to take advantage of it now ( ... )

nonheinous July 3 2011, 14:27:05 UTC

Hunger had finally motivated Ted to work his way through the entire bowl of pink gruel. He was almost proud of himself for finishing all of it. But then the announcement of the movie brought to his mind visions of huge boxes of buttery popcorn... hotdogs with lots of stuff on them... gigantic cups of soda... nachos and cheese...

He had the feeling that this movie might not come with free food, but there was no harm in hoping. Besides, if there was anywhere in this heinous facility that promised decent food of a satisfactorily tasty, unhealthy and totally un-nutritious nature, a movie viewing would definitely be his best bet ( ... )

human_sponge July 3 2011, 20:40:13 UTC

For a moment Peter had thought that he'd be able to watch the movie on his own, probably because some patients had no interest in this sort of thing, but then he was joined by a teenager. The kid was nice enough to ask before sitting down, and Peter straightened in his seat slightly to respond.

Actually, he had to admit that the teen reminded him a little of himself at that age, mainly due to his young features and out of control hair. Peter smiled and nodded at him, motioning for him to sit on the other side of the couch. It could have fit three people comfortably, after all.

It was kind of depressing to watch a movie alone, so maybe this was for the best.

"Looks like it's gonna start soon," he said as the lights dimmed further. "The name's Peter, by the way." His hand was extended to the young man almost automatically.

nonheinous July 4 2011, 03:54:08 UTC

Ted happily plonked down on the couch next to Peter, and accepted the handshake.

"I'm Ted," he said, returning the smile. "It's great to meet you, dude!"

He glanced around at the dimming lights. "Do you know what movie we're watching?" he asked in a half-whisper. There was something about darkened movie theaters that made him feel like he should be quiet, even though this wasn't really a movie theater.

He still had so many other questions to ask, but he figured those could wait.

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hat_einen_vogel July 2 2011, 00:29:45 UTC

Prussia wasn't sure what to make of the upcoming movie, especially since they hadn't announced what had won the vote. He'd only recognized All Quiet on the Western Front, and that had been enough to leave him feeling a little awkward (though only for as long as it look him to fight past it, which was only a moment).

He took a seat in a chair with a good view of the screen of the cobbled-together theater, hoping the one called The Great Escape would be the one they'd be showing today. It sounded like something that would be exciting, at least-and maybe it'd even have a couple of tips for getting out of this place for good. Even if Prussia was confident in his ability to escape on his own (and he was confident, really), it wouldn't hurt to get a couple of ideas.

Waiting for the movie to get started, Prussia settled in. Even if a different movie had been picked in the end, at least this would be a good way to kill time until dinner-and to stop him from wondering if Hungary was going to come visit him again.

[Come bother him, ( ... )

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hat_einen_vogel July 2 2011, 01:24:46 UTC

Prussia's eyes had been focused on the screen as he waited for it to start, so he hadn't paid much attention to someone joining him until he heard England's voice. He hid a grimace; he hadn't exactly been avoiding England, but the other nation wasn't exactly someone he'd been in a hurry to see lately. His saving grace was that hopefully it had been long enough since that night when he'd forgotten the entirety of history that maybe England had forgotten about it too. If it didn't get mentioned, all the better.

So far, so good. England had said something about the film instead of that night.

"Why's that?" he asked. All Quiet on the Western Front was one thing, but the rest of the titles were complete mysteries to him. There was that one that was (presumably) about a Stalag (but the title alone was barely anything to go on), and that Dr. Strangelove one sounded kind of weird. "Have you seen them in the future or something?"

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wantsyourzex July 2 2011, 03:31:08 UTC

Time seemed to be slipping away from him again. The last time he'd been awake, the all-black uniforms had been enforced (and honestly, he did like the style, he found it much more flattering) and now they were back to the old uniforms, like nothing had happened. Were the other uniforms a dream? It was getting harder and harder to keep track of it all... he'd spent far too much time here.

He felt listless and disoriented, out of place and the flickers he saw of other creatures at the side of his vision weren't helping. Watching a human FunRom would be suitably mindless and not very difficult, and he was curious about human entertainment after all. So this time, he decided to spend his time in the Sun Room. Maybe it'd help wake him up a little.

[Carter?]

stlg13bomber July 4 2011, 23:30:03 UTC

Even the morning's oddities and breakfast hadn't put Carter off his glee. He was finding out new cultural things and he might finally get an opportunity to use his bomb-making skills again. The Twin Pines incident had been too horrific for him to savor the flames and the destruction, but next time it would be so much better.

He was practically skipping. Did he want to do music today, or some paper folding, or maybe a card game? Wait, there was that movie today, wasn't it? Carter happily wandered into the Sun Room, looking for someone he'd need to explain the plot to.

Aha, there was Admiral ZEX! He hadn't seen ZEX in a few days, they should reconnect. Carter flopped down beside him, a big grin on his face. "Hi!" he whispered gleefully.

wantsyourzex July 6 2011, 09:20:20 UTC

ZEX wasn't exactly expecting such cheerful company, and he blinked somewhat when Carter sat down beside him. It was far too easy to get lost in his own thoughts here lately... he needed to focus, and at least Carter was still here. Unlike the others...

"Oh, hello again." ZEX took a moment, then tried his best to give him a smile. It was hard to remember to do that, even after all this time. Using those muscles in his face that way always felt... strange. But it comforted humans to see it, and as odd as it may have been, the gesture should have matched his mood. If he remembered correctly. "I'm glad to see you're still here. Have you been well?"

He still felt somewhat distant and foggy-headed. In an effort to clear his thoughts, he tried to study Carter's body in the dark. It was hard to make him out, but he could still at least admire the broad lines of his body.

stlg13bomber July 6 2011, 16:01:39 UTC

"Oh, great! I nearly got eaten by bats last night but Okita's going to help me put some bombs together so I think I'm having a pretty good day so far." Only in damned would that sentence both make sense and be legitimate.

Carter sat back in his chair, nearly twitching with excitement. And now it was time for a movie. "Hey, which one is this?" he asked, leaning to the side and whispering. "I came in late and missed the title." Some of them had sounded suspiciously like the story of his time in Stalag 13. If they'd accidentally brought in the Unsung Heroes' biography that would just be the neatest thing ever.

He'd expected maybe a book. But a full movie would just be the best thing ever. He'd be a celebrity around Landel's.

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the_prosecutor July 2 2011, 16:27:50 UTC

Brunch had been a bit of an emotionally tumultuous affair for Edgeworth, but after all was said and done he found himself more preoccupied with finding something to do with himself for the remainder of the day. He hadn't expected to receive a visitor, and he wasn't surprised at all when he wasn't called away - if anything, he was relieved - but that left him with a great deal of free time to explore the institute...

...however, where was he supposed to begin?

The Sun Room was somewhat familiar to the prosecutor after he had spent his morning there, and he found himself wandering back inside after he had finished his brunch, his eyes moving to the movie projector and the couches lined up with several patients milling about to get a seat. Edgeworth didn't really have much of an interest in movies, much less when he was in this sort of circumstance, but then he had no indication of where he should wander off to either. The memory of his discussion with Anise the day before tugged at the forefront of his thoughts, the constant reminder ( ... )

allroadslead July 4 2011, 02:24:50 UTC

Ever since the last (well, last last) time he'd been pulled aside for a visitor, Sam always got the sense that it'd happen again whenever Sundays rolled around despite the fact that his then-visitor Michael was the now-angel Castiel.

He wasn't sure which one he preferred, honestly. They both gave him a damn headache.

Sam would've preferred to take the book he'd bought yesterday so he could do some more work with it, but apparently, even institute-approved bought items were getting confiscated during the day. Go figure.

Which was how he wound up in the Sun Room instead, passing by it on his way to the library so he could check the board. There was never anything much these days-most news was reiterated and while Sam kept as many stats as he could, he knew the dangers of having way too much information.

So he hadn't been looking for anything specific-but he stopped looking as soon as he caught the name Lelouch at the edge of his vision. Oh. This was going to make his day. He'd thought the kid had vanished? He'd come back? With his ( ... )

the_prosecutor July 4 2011, 02:45:54 UTC

Although Edgeworth wasn't expecting to be addressed, he didn't appear to be at all bothered by it. If anything, he'd hoped that he could at least ask for directions, but the patients that he had run into thus far all seemed to know their way around the institute perfectly - and he wasn't especially eager to admit his ignorance to the entire Sun Room by picking out people individually to speak with them.

He was relieved then when he was approached, though he didn't offer much more than a slight, cordial nod and a glance to the door. "Ah, I'm...as well as could be expected," he answered, the corner of his lip tensing as he considered his current location. "I wouldn't say that I'm lost, really, but I...don't exactly know my way around, either."

allroadslead July 6 2011, 06:12:03 UTC

Right. Definitely just arrived, then. Sundays had to be kinda a weird day to come in on, what with the free roaming, but at least it wasn't during the trip to town.

Or you know. The middle of the night.

Sam scratched the back of his neck. "Were you looking anything specific? I was just gonna-" He gestured somewhere over his shoulder. "-go into the library. You could come with if you wanted."

Escaping the movie, in other words. He didn't feel like sitting through what was basically a two-hour warning from the institute of What Not To Do (Unless You Have A Death Wish). Though admittedly, the movies were useful in their own way. The fact that they were all classics, for example, in the same way most of the books were classics, minus those ubiquitous best seller type novels.

"I'm Sam, by the way," he added.

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