The intercom jingled at its standard time, with the Head Doctor still in his over-the-top, jovial mood. It seemed not even the evening light could keep down the love he held for his job.
"Good evening, everyone! I hope your soul is filled with music from last shift; I know mine is
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At least I can think of it as a warm-up, Ilia consoled herself then stuffed a bite of turkey and potatoes into her mouth. Politeness would call for her to wait for her roommate to arrive but tonight she could sacrifice a few etiquette points ( ... )
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She hadn't been very good at picking up a hint, or professionally oblivious, and Lana couldn't decide which was more annoying. Let it go, Skye, she told herself. Ilia was going to be showing her a few things, and both focusing and relaxing were key in this sort of lesson ( ... )
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For now, she wanted to enjoy her dinner and perhaps have a nice chat with Ema before she returned to the basement with her companions from last night. The dinner offered was certainly delicious. Aigis savored the flavors despite Landel's obvious dark tones. He thought he was clever but she would never be fooled by him.
She hoped he enjoyed his stay. Someday she would make him regret his return to power.
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She felt the same way about having a roommate who was still awake and aware. Once the two girls were settled in with their food, Ema gave Aigis a small smile. "I'm glad that you're okay after last night. You weren't attacked or anything, were you?"
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Aigis stood and went to her black box in the closet, pulling out Schrodinger and Minato's Evoker then returning to her seat. She placed the cat plushie on the desk next to her then held the gun-like object up for Ema to see. "This is my power. It is an Evoker, and it brings forth the power of persona. Mine, Athena, has the ability to both attack and heal."
She was getting pretty good at these explanations.
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Unfortunately, it also pulled at something in her chest. If they had had a means of healing, maybe Mr. Javert wouldn't have had to die like he did. The thought of procuring a supernatural healer hadn't even occurred to her until then For once, scientific curiosity took a backseat to emotional turmoil; questions about how or why Athena worked would have to wait. "I-I'm glad that you had a way to heal yourself. I'd hate to have lost two people last night."
With that, Ema fell quiet, pushing bits of broccoli around her plate.
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Oh right. The world was more important that she was in the long run. Her existence was insignificant while still being significant. Because what happened to her did matter. Just not as much as the patient body as a whole. She understood the reasoning well, but it still frustrated her to no end!
Sitting down with a bit of an indulgent huff, Shiina started in on her pie first. It wasn't as sweet as most Western desserts which suited Shiina just fine. She just needed a moment to feel selfish about something. Her dessert was probably going to be her only solace tonight.
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Tonight would make or break their situation. Tear would have to obtain enough supplies to handle up to ten injured bodies and investigate the chapel before dawn. Neither should be harrowing, but with the inclusion of monsters, one could not predict success rates. Here, then, was the hope for competence ( ... )
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"It was okay," Shiina answered with a shrug. She probably should have been a little cheerier but she would have to smile for Shou later tonight. Might as well get all her honesty out while she had the luxury. "Met with some nice people. Did crazy people things." She shrugged again and took another bite of her pie. Seriously, last night scared off enough calories, she could probably afford to eat a whole pie at this rate.
Shiina swallowed and turned her attention to Tear, her expression softening. "What about you, Tear-san? You look a little down." She smiled weakly. Time to offer another young gal in need a willing ear. Codes of sisterhood had to be upheld. "I'm not anyone special, but you can always talk to me about anything that's bugging you."
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He couldn't wait.... though perhaps he could wait if this was the sort of dinner they were serving, after so many endless days of pink gruel. And he'd thought the chicken sandwich from lunch time had been like a breath of fresh air!
There was still no roommate in M3 when they arrived, though Claire couldn't be bothered to care when there was turkey and pumpkin pie to distract him. His nurse gave a sigh of relief when she closed the door on him digging into his mashed potatoes with gusto. He could set aside his impatience until after the meal.
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Oh. Well. Damn.
Badou shut up after that. There wasn't really anything else to say. At least once he got inside, his roommate looked like a normal enough guy, so maybe he'd get lucky twice or something.
"Hey," Badou waved once before he set the tray down on the unclaimed desk and sank into the chair. He'd been pigging out all day, but he still had plenty of room to shovel gravy and mashed potatoes into his mouth.
"Gotta say," He swallowed. "I missed the food. I'm Badou, been here a few weeks... you gonna eat that
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Kurama didn't question where his nurse led him, but he noted with interest that they weren't heading to the room he'd woken up in. Was he being relocated then, perhaps into a room that a roommate was already occupying? He had to admit -- he really didn't have much knowledge on the procedures of insane asylums; for this was what this place seemed to be masquerading as, right, an insane asylum? It seemed like a proper conclusion to make, not that there was any doubt in him anymore that the real purpose of Landel's Institute was hardly the curing and caring for of mentally-ailing patients. There was something darker and stranger at work here. But as of yet, Kurama did know what that might be ( ... )
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"Did you give me extra?"
"We've had this discussion before, Billy, and do you remember what I said last time?"
There was a long pause as he tried to think that far back so he hazarded a guess. "... Yes?"
"No. You get the same amount as everyone else."
"But--!" His hands grabbed onto the woman's white skirt, pleading with her before they made it to his bed.
"No, buts! Sit and eat your meal. And mind your roommate." The woman felt a sliver of pity for the young man who had to tolerate Billy and his eccentricities. Once the boy jumped up and made himself comfortable on his bed, the nurse placed his food in front of him before exiting.
Goku didn't bother with greetings until he had most of his meal shoved down his gullet. Even still, he didn't wait until his mouth was empty to ask. "Wuh yuhhr nmmm
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"Well... it's better. I mean, it used ta be awful! But now it's... well, it has taste, sorta. But..." His yammering fizzled out momentarily as he half-heartedly moved the food around the plate. "They don't give me enough meat. Look at this!" Spearing a piece of sliced turkey, Goku held it up for Shuuichi to get a good look.
"What is it? Nothin' I ever hunted." It tasted like bird, sure, but not the kinds that roamed his jungle. Eventually his black eyes turned from his plate and landed on his roommate's. "Are you not gonna eat yours?" Because if he wasn't, Goku was going to inhale it too.
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