Day 34: Breakfast

Jul 30, 2008 09:03

[starting off in M13]The last part of the night was little more than a blur in Homura's mind. The men had rushed in, but not joined them, instead staying off to themselves. Before any of them had a chance to react, however, a voice sounded through the air, mocking some other person Homura had never heard of, and the patients themselves ( Read more... )

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damnrudecock August 3 2008, 13:23:56 UTC
"It's not bad at all, for the most part. Orange rice the other day was too damn weird though." Still, even if it was odd and western and utterly wrong, most of it was better than Kaoru's cooking. A wet rag was probably better than Kaoru's cooking when she decided to go at it. But Pinky wouldn't complain about him eating his fill here, and Sanosuke found that one of the few upsides of this hellhole.

"Yeah, seriously." Badou might have been pretty new if he didn't know about the time thing. Or maybe he didn't have a famous historical idol trying to kill his best friend. Either way, Sano shrugged at what to him was old news by this point. "They pull people from a bunch of different times. Even some dead people from what I've heard. And not just humans either. It's too fucking messed up if you ask me."

At the remark about hair gel, Sanosuke gave the man across from his a pointed frown. "What's with you obsessing over my hair, huh? It's just this way naturally."

And there he went with the chicken comments again. Ass. Sanosuke grinned rather wickedly though, holding out the little container. "Sure, I'll give it back." Sanosuke squeezed, aiming the thing right at the guy across from him so the syrup shot out the hole he had made. Damn pansy could cry about that wasted food too for all Sano cared. He liked his pancakes the way they were anyway.

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cigarettes_plz August 5 2008, 02:55:18 UTC
"What the fuck is orange rice? Rice only comes in one colour. It's like the...the one-coloured animal of the plant kingdom." Badou believed this firmly. The rooster was insane, and that was all there was to it. He really needed to remember this guy's name. He had a feeling he'd be pissed if he knew his name had been permanently changed to rooster, chicken, or poultry depending on how hungry Badou felt at any given moment.

"No shit. What do they even want with all this?" Badou asked, gesturing at the crowd in general. Not humans, huh? They all looked pretty human so far except for the things that were trying to kill him. Hell, one of those things was definitely human and the other one could pass in really bad light. Maybe they were all crazy and genetically screwed up. It only took one look at Haine to see how those two things came hand-in-hand.

But a place like this above ground? He'd thought the world - his world? - wasn't that screwed up. Probably. Someone had told him once that things were always worse than you suspect, but it seemed kinda emo at the ti--

"Fuck that's warm what the fuck is - Oh." There was a big blob of syrup rolling down his forehead and nose. At least, that was what it tasted like when it made it to his mouth. When he tried to wipe it off with his fingers, it just got nastier and made most of his his hand sticky. That was fine. "'Scuse me." Badou shifted so he could kneel on the bench and leaned across to try cleaning his hand on the rooster's useless face.

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damnrudecock August 5 2008, 04:23:38 UTC
"That's what I said." Sano's annoyance at the stuff came to the surface in a big way, now that it seemed he had someone to complain with. "Some kid said it was supposed to be normal though. From some place called Mexi-something. Hell if I get it, though."

Sano didn't have answers for Badou's questions, but he did laugh when Badou first figured out that there was sticky mess on his face. The guy looked utterly clueless as he tried to wipe it off, and Sano was having a damn good time watching. At least until Badou tried to make him a towel.

"What the fuck?!" Obviously not amused, Sanosuke batted Badou's hand away. "Do I look like a damn rag to you?"

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cigarettes_plz August 5 2008, 18:02:02 UTC
Badou couldn't give a flying shit if the rooster was amused. He expected his hand to be batted away, and despite the slight jarring sensation on his bruised wrist he pulled his hand back a couple of inches so the sticky stuff would end up on the rooster's arm. And then he tried dragging his hand further down, just for good measure.

Even without verbalizing it, Badou thought his answer was pretty clear.

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