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Day 40: Intercom, Evening

Apr 14, 2009 06:18

There wasn't any jingle as the intercom came on; it sounded like the Head Doctor was still having issues with the system, and it also seemed like he was none too pleased about it.

"Well, everyone, I hope that you all had more fun this last shift than I did! Hahahaaa ( Read more... )

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M74 secret_orchard April 14 2009, 15:25:19 UTC

Talking to Bridget had helped. Armand didn't like how volatile his moods were lately. He figured it was the pressure he was putting on himself lately to try to lead a new club, even one as embryonic as it was. And it was so vague, he knew, because there were decisive steps he found it hard to take. Some part of him was sure this was destined to failure, but he knew he couldn't fail. There were people depending on him now not to fail ( ... )

Re: M74 cigarettes_plz April 15 2009, 01:03:47 UTC

On the whole, Badou was feeling a lot better by the end of the day. Harassing Luxord helped burn off some steam, and the conversations throughout the day hadn't been what anyone would call emotionally taxing. Even the one with Alle had turned out alright in the end and his last shift with Wally had been pretty relaxing.

He'd have to hunt down Renamon tomorrow assuming she hadn't gotten booted out of the institute or something. He hadn't seen her all day but that didn't mean a whole lot in Badou's experience. Alkaid had disappeared on and off before she -- well whatever. The point was that it didn't mean much and it was way too simple of a way for his bad luck to manifest again. Maybe he'd run into giant mutant squirrels tonight and they'd bite off his n-- arm so the universe could call things even without having a shitty sense of humor about it ( ... )

Re: M74 secret_orchard April 15 2009, 12:51:01 UTC

Because Badou had been very much on Armand's mind, he followed the man's movements when he entered. The wave eased his mind, though he didn't want to be the first to break the silence. At least it wasn't a scowl or a curse. Armand gave Badou a grateful smile, then breathed easier as he doggedly twirled noodles onto his fork.

Re: M74 cigarettes_plz April 16 2009, 02:34:09 UTC

Was that a little too much encouragement, or was his roommate was suddenly feeling more personable? Not that he'd be able to tell with the amount of real attention he'd been paying Armand since his failed spying escapade...not to mention their less than spectacular first meeting.

Usually he would have just forgotten about it after some complaining but his personal conversations weren't anyone's business but his own - and lately, all his conversations with Artemis were a little too personal.

Really, he didn't even need that thin reasoning. Badou could hold a grudge just fine for the sole purpose of being a dick. It was nice to have someone to annoy when he was in a bad mood. Fortunately for Armand, he was in a fairly pleasant mood this fine evening. He speared a meatball on the end of his fork and cocked an eyebrow at his roommate. "What's gotten into you today, french fry? Finally get laid or something?"

Re: M74 secret_orchard April 16 2009, 02:47:49 UTC

The form of address brought a familiar scowl back to Armand's face, but he consciously tried to smooth it away. The questions were more annoying. "There's nothing special going on with me, monsieur. I... No." That sufficed, though he blushed. "There isn't much opportunity for that sort of thing around here, don't you think?" He waved his fork around, suggestively, he hoped.

Re: M74 cigarettes_plz April 16 2009, 03:00:27 UTC

Well that one was a keeper. Maybe he'd spend the evening annoying his roommate after all, just for kicks. It'd top off his good day before it all went to hell.

"How am I supposed to know what you get up to when I'm not in here?" Badou asked, theatrically exasperated. "I don't see why not. I mean, there's that clinic on the board and the rooms are pretty safe at night. Not to mention the legal chicks here are like, nothing below a C cup."

Re: M74 secret_orchard April 16 2009, 03:12:51 UTC

"You're not supposed to know," Armand snapped. He set his fork down with exaggerated care. "My apologies. If you must know, I don't have much free time to speak to young ladies." If a pleading glance would have any effect on Badou, Armand gives him his best one. And as bedraggled as he was feeling, maybe it was properly pathetic.

Re: M74 cigarettes_plz April 16 2009, 20:52:43 UTC

"Well as long as it's not on my bed or in my stuff I don't actually care what you're doing." Badou replied, waving off both the annoyance and the pathetic look that came after it. Maybe his roommate didn't share his sunny disposition this evening after all.

He swallowed a few forkfuls of dinner before speaking again. "Don't know how you manage to keep your day full. It's pretty boring around here once you get used to it."

Re: M74 secret_orchard April 17 2009, 04:38:04 UTC

"If you don't care, then why ask?" Armand asked. He had an idea why Badou had asked. He took the moment of quiet to eat as well, crunching up the garlicky bread.

"I keep it full checking in on friends and trying to organize a courier service. I don't wish to use the bulletin board, so I have to talk to people in person as much as possible." He hadn't been forced to answer that, but it was part of his plan to spread the word as widely as possible. As annoying as Badou was, he was a person.

Re: M74 cigarettes_plz April 17 2009, 21:47:33 UTC

"Making conversation? Bored? Laughing at your reactions? Take your pick." Badou offered, shrugging slightly.

He didn't really expect to get an answer, but the one he got actually made him stop and think for a moment. Whether the clubs were a secret or not, he didn't have much interest in them so it didn't matter to him. Armand's couriers would likely be poached for information too. He didn't really see a point to it. But, even if he was a dick, Badou tried not to stomp on other people's hopes.

"Huh, well that makes sense."

Re: M74 secret_orchard April 18 2009, 13:31:12 UTC

"I know you don't like me," Armand finally said. Talking to Badou gave him a headache. Armand ate the last of his dinner, then stood and went to his closet. He pulled out the rather full pillowcase, the sword and the bat and lay them on the bed. Then he fished out his hair ribbon and tied back his hair in preparation for changing clothes. No announcements yet, but the nurses weren't likely to come back.

"You don't have to pretend if you don't want to. I won't mind." Still, the momentary break from the hostility had been a pleasant surprise. He spotted the "new" flashlight in the back of the closet behind his clothes with almost surprise. He'd forgotten about it. "Good luck tonight, whatever it is you mean to do."

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