Dayshift 31: Sun Room (Shift 2)

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[Scoobies + Bella's epic field day: readystartgo]

Taking his pick between sun and no sun wasn't that hard of a choice, really. Angel ended up in the Sun Room on a couch near the back, facing the entrance to keep an eye on anyone coming in. And by the window. The window and its resulting sunlight was important

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[forgot_my_life]

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Takaya hadn't wanted to do anything. this, of course, meant nothing to the nurse that dragged him to the Sun Room and nearly fucking shoved him into a chair. He muttered a few choice words and got an irate face much too close to him. The former warlord tried to leap back.

"You behave in here and try to talk to someone. I won't force you to, yet." Eyes narrowed as the woman stood and walked away. Fuck her. He didn't want to talk to anyone, he didn't want to deal with anyone, he wanted to be left alone.

[requiemforasoul]

Apparently he had slept for a long time, according to the nurse currently hurrying him along the corridors to the Sun Room, and had already missed breakfast (not that missing breakfast really mattered too much to Siegfried). He thought it strange that here he could sleep peacefully, undisturbed by dreams and nightmares, when before he slept for as short a time as possible out both of habit and precaution. It must be an effect of the Institute.

The nurse led him over to a seat and made sure he sat down before she left. There was another young man in the chair next to Siegfried, who quite frankly didn’t look too happy.

“Morning,” he mumbled. He would at least try to make conversation; if it didn’t work then it was no real loss to him.

[forgot_my_life]

Takaya turned and leveled a glare at the man who sat next to him, but he didn't spit out a curse or tell the man to go fuck himself. Instead, he ground out "Morning.". Kagetora, the bastard. Takaya didn't want to make friend, or allies, or any of that bullshit, but it seemed like his other self was much more interested.

[requiemforasoul]

Siegfried ever so slightly raised an eyebrow at the glare he received when he spoke. Who knew why the young man was in such a bad mood, but it was apparently bad enough that he would direct his anger towards strangers. To his credit though the young man did reply to Siegfried’s greeting civilly and did not verbally express his irritation.

“Bad night?”

[forgot_my_life]

Takaya snorted and turned his glare to the floor. "No." It hadn't been, all things considered. "Bad life." Takaya had no idea who this guy was, but even though he knew that he wasn't responsible for his current state of mind, the sullen teenager still wanted to punch him.

He managed to keep himself in check though. Getting sedated sounded good, but he'd gone a while without pissing any of the staff off and they'd only just started to let up on him.

[requiemforasoul]

Siegfried could relate to that. A lot. His life may have only turned hellish seven years ago, but it felt like it should have counted towards multiple lifetimes. Whether or not this young man was exaggerating, Siegfried didn’t know but he guessed that it was not just some minor problem that was bothering him.

“Well…I can’t help you there.” Not that he’d ever really been good at fixing things like that. Recently he seemed to only ever cause such troubles, or make them worse.

[forgot_my_life]

Takaya chuckled without humor, and sounding like he was almost choking on it. "It's past the point of help," he said. Shaking his head as if to clear it, he leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.

"Sorry," he finally ground out. "I'm not good around ... others. If you wanted a fucking conversation, there's better choices."

[requiemforasoul]

“Hmm.” He could just leave him alone like the young man seemed to be hinting at, but Siegfried was all too familiar with that feeling of giving in because there was no help in view. In the end Siegfried had forced himself to go search for help, despite how scarce it was, because there was simply no way he could just give in.

Siegfried did not speak right away. Instead he was silent for some time as he watched the other occupants of the Sun Room. Eventually he spoke, quietly. “There is always a chance to find help.”

[forgot_my_life]

Takaya turned to look at the man sitting next to him, a blank look on his face. "I think I've used all my chances up pal," he said. "Don't think I'm getting any more."

Fuck, four hundred years of shit, and this one guy was trying to cheer him up? Why was everyone suddenly being so ... nice? It was weird.