Day 33: Recreational Field (4th shift)
By the time fourth shift came, Renamon was mentally tired. Even though she was able to somewhat sort her thoughts last shift, since Kaneyoshi had never shown, she was still a more somber fox than she usually was. As much as she didn't want to believe it, she was starting to think that she was looking for connections where there weren't any.
No. She couldn't think like that. She wouldn't allow herself those thoughts.
Per usual, she checked the Bulletin Board before allowing herself to be led away. She had spoken to her nurse for the first time since she arrived, merely asking her name. The nurse seemed overjoyed that she was responding to someone other than other patients, and told her that her name was Reiko Akiyama--don't you remember, dear?
"Of course. Thank you." She then went back to ignoring the staff.
Once at the recreational field, she did a few breathing exercises. One more meeting of the day, and then she would again try to shift through her information. Renamon rolled her neck and stretched her arms above her head. She wondered how this nightshift would go.
Bouncing lightly on her feet, she took a defensive stance, and started practicing her high-kicks. It seemed no matter where, or what, she was, she was still a warrior.
[Dairine time.]
No. She couldn't think like that. She wouldn't allow herself those thoughts.
Per usual, she checked the Bulletin Board before allowing herself to be led away. She had spoken to her nurse for the first time since she arrived, merely asking her name. The nurse seemed overjoyed that she was responding to someone other than other patients, and told her that her name was Reiko Akiyama--don't you remember, dear?
"Of course. Thank you." She then went back to ignoring the staff.
Once at the recreational field, she did a few breathing exercises. One more meeting of the day, and then she would again try to shift through her information. Renamon rolled her neck and stretched her arms above her head. She wondered how this nightshift would go.
Bouncing lightly on her feet, she took a defensive stance, and started practicing her high-kicks. It seemed no matter where, or what, she was, she was still a warrior.
[Dairine time.]