Day 59: Library

[gald_digger]

Anise couldn't get out of the Cafeteria fast enough. The stench of rotted food was overwhelming, and she was starting to feel sick. Most of her nausea came from seeing the people around her eating it, though. Even her friends! Anise didn't know what to do... What if lunch ended up being the same

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[purpletaint]

...Oho. So this person really was new. If this was his second day, then Albedo had the pleasure of seeing him on his first night, more than likely. How adorable. Well, he seemed to have survived fine enough. And that was what mattered in the end. He was reminded, however, of the similarity present. His first night here, Albedo had seen a group fighting a giant spider. Oh, that was irony at its finest perhaps.

He pushed off the bookshelf as Zero spoke, twirling around to press a finger to the spines instead, moving along the edges in supposed curiosity. Half the titles were known instantly, the rest either perked or laid dead to his senses, and it was a mystery in itself which were which. He tilted his head to catch a glimpse of the now-human. A bit disgruntled, that one. And why wouldn't he be? If he had had a superior body, why would he not be displeased? Albedo himself had been in a fury enough at finding himself cut off from his abilities and power. And... other things.

"A pity," he said congenially. "It seems there's a few here in that circumstance."

[believein0]

The once-Reploid unfolded his arms and watched Albedo with unwavering curiosity. Such an odd one, the boy was. "Like you?" he asked, since Albedo had said that he used to be a retrovirus. Whatever that looked like. Even if Albedo answered no, the once-Reploid knew that he wasn't the only one with this problem of being stuck in a human body. He had actually posted something related to this topic on the bulletin board yesterday (more specifically asking about Reploids, but still related), although only two people had responded to it. Namely, one had been a Fizziroy-model cyborg, and another...a giant mutant turtle. The latter seemed even more believable now that Zero was meeting someone who used to be a living biological weapon. How could he believe one without believing the other?

...Well, he could easily disregard both as lies, but that wouldn't be very wise, would it? He'd heard crazier things, anyway.

[purpletaint]

Well, now. It wasn't as if Albedo was a liar, after all. "Unlike me," the child said with a magnanimous smile. "I was bred and engineered to be what I am." At this he spread his arms slightly. "This form has the capability to use every aspect of my abilities flawlessly. When not hindered by this building, that is."

A difference from the apparent man in front of him. If this place was ever destroyed and abilities were regained, Albedo could continue as he once was. Those in different forms would be a bit more put out.... He was pretty certain transferring another's consciousness to a human vessel wasn't something the average doctor in this timeline knew how to negate. And aside from that--where were the original bodies? There was a chance they were disposed of altogether. It'd be such a depressing thought to share.~ Albedo would hold off for another time.