Night 57: M41-M50 Hallway

[unheroed]

Luckily for Harvey, Lunge didn't have much interest in chatting over dinner. It was possible that he'd picked up on his mood or just realized that he'd needed some time to himself -- and he really had. He'd forced as much of the food down as he could, and after that he'd resorted to pacing the small space that their room offered until he threw

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[immortale]

It wasn't bad having a roommate. Firo had been worried sharing the room would end up awkward, but by the night's announcement for lights out (if it could even be called that tonight), his doubts had been laid to rest. The announcement, though had been interesting.

It had been what he'd talked with Battler about earlier that day-why the reason for the return to a hospital, which Firo hadn't really seen except for today and glimpses of around the trip yesterday. It had also confirmed the differing treatment based on seniority, but there was also something about emblems? Firo could remember having seen some pins on the berets his first day here, but he hadn't heard anything about what they had meant until now.

The man had said a lot more, too, but in listening to it, one thing was clear: he wanted the prisoners to cooperate with him, and he was willing to offer rewards in return for that cooperation. But what was he trying to accomplish in the end? He'd talked about the medical wing and the infirmary and some concoction there, but... Was this something like Szilard's path towards developing a copy of the elixir? Firo didn't think it was exactly the same-at least in that the elixir wasn't their end goal-but it could have at least been similar as being the beginning stages of some kind of experiment...

Firo said goodbye to Claude when his roommate headed out first, and then began changing into his mysteriously-repaired suit. The grey uniforms were easy to move in-no matter how underdressed they made him feel-and the stiff military one in his closet wasn't terrible once he loosened the collar, but he was still most comfortable in his own clothes. In a moment of thought before heading out, he decided to leave his hat again; the suit may have been repaired, but what would he say to Maiza if something happened to the hat the man had bought for him?

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