Day 28; Bus 3
There was, Naomi decided, some sort of cosmic irony in all of this. Not that she was trapped in a deranged and possibly other-worldly asylum with a man she'd idolized for years and a boy who was being investigated for - among other things - the murder of her fiance. No, at this point, those were perfectly normal occurrences. Rather it was the
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What was he supposed to do with these strange cloths? Should he put them around his body like the colorless ones he had now? What were they for? It only occurred later to him that humans wore these because they lacked fur.
A few awkward and especially embarrassing moments later, Scar was finally changed into his new outfit and ready to go. He - still - stumbled down the hall, feeling awkward and uncomfortable. He was given a bright yellow shirt with some symbols on it along with black jeans (ironically making the yellow even more bright) and a jacket. Not that the former lion could name any of those garments, but it hardly mattered.
His bright, green eyes widened as he saw the large, yellow objects parked in front of the institute. They widened even further when the nurse said he needed to step into one of them. That was ridiculous! He wasn't going to step into something he didn't even knew what it was! But before he could turn around or even utter so much as a simple protest, he was shoved inside.
Finally seated, the nurse gave him his breakfast and left him to his own devices. Instead of eating his meal, his feline eyes scanned the vehicle while attempting to regain his composure.
What kind of alien object was this? He remembered some kind of field trip being mentioned. These things most likely had something to do with it.
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The nurse who arrived later had been equally as cheerful as the doctor when she handed him some clothes and told him to get dressed quickly. He’d been given a faded green shirt and pants made of a material he didn’t recognise. Once dressed, the nurse had ushered him out of the building and towards what Siegfried presumed were the ‘buses’ that had been mentioned over the intercom. They seemed to be the method of transport in this world, and were very brightly coloured.
After being given his breakfast, Siegfried dropped into a seat next to a dark haired man.
“Morning.”
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He scarcely noticed someone approaching before the patient in question took the seat next to him and spoke.
His green, feline eyes assessed the man, instantly noticing the large scar in his face. "Good morning." he greeted back, more out of a polite habbit than anything else.
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Temporarily taking his attention away from the man, Siegfried looked in the bag the nurse had given him, pulling out a carton with the words ‘Apple Juice’ on the side. Quite how he would drink the apple juice, he wasn’t sure, though it must have something to do with the thing that was stuck to the side. He placed the juice box back in the bag and instead took out the muffin.
After taking a bite out of the muffin and chewing, Siegfried looked back at the other man, “What’s your name?”
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He began investigating the contents of his own bag. He quickly found the juice box and couldn't help but frown as he read the symbols on the side of this odd object. They read 'apple juice', but the king didn't want any apples. Or any juice coming from these fruits for that matter. He frowned even more at what he assumed was the muffin.
How much he'd give for something along the lines of a water buffalo instead of these odd meals.
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He continued to eat his breakfast, but noticed Scar frowning at the muffin, as if he didn’t quite know what to make of it.
“You should probably eat it if you’re hungry. It doesn’t taste that bad either.”
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He was just about to take an angry bite from his muffin when the large, yellow object he happened to be sitting in began rumbling. It made quite the sound, and the former lion couldn't suppress the surprised yelp coming from his throat.
What was happening?! He knew he shouldn't have stepped into it!! He wanted to get out this...this...thing!
So much for the composure he was attempting to regain.
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