Day 45: Sun Room
Despite the bit of bravado he'd displayed for Yuffie's sake, seeing her that way really had done a number on him. It was a good thing he'd found the bulletin board afterward. Having it confirmed that this state wasn't normal (was, in fact, new as of that morning) made it much easier to think positive. They'd get back the Yuffie they knew one way
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The thought made Bella shudder, and she sighed. “That’s pretty creepy, not going to lie. Discharged … you think they’re actually allowed to return home?” it was a nice thought - but as most horror movies went, there really were no happily ever afters, and she doubted that there would be any in a real life horror scenario. Still, it was better than thinking about what could have possibly happened to those that disappeared.
The compliment had her drawn aback, and she turned towards Junpei with an amused look - oh god, how did she deal with this? “Thanks,” she replied with a laugh, her cheeks slightly turning pink. It was different from when Edward complimented her, because he was Edward, but a random person? “But I guess there’s really no reason to smile here, so I don’t know why I am.”
She’d work on it.
“The code names are pretty smart, though,” she quickly added, nodding her head. “If I saw someone talking about an arts and crafts club I wouldn’t think twice about it being something else, you know?”
Then again, she had thought otherwise of Edward when he said he was a normal boy, so perhaps her statement was moot.
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Okay, now Junpei had something else to add to his list of Bella's babe-a-tude. First the hot looks, then the pretty smile and now that cute blush. He was totally hitting the right angle. Sweet!
"Sometimes you just have to smile... even when it seems out of place and stuff," he replied with a tilt of his head. "Cause sometimes it's you either smile and laugh or you scream and cry. So, don't worry if you don't have a reason. I know seeing your smile makes my day a little bit better."
He glanced over at the board. "They work, for the most part. There are other groups. Me and my friends from home have our own codename - S.E.E.S. So if you see that up there, it's us."
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Junpei reminded her of Mike a little - at least in the friendly, complimenting aspect. “Thanks. You’ve made me feel a lot better about this whole place too. At least it’s good to know that there are some nice people here. For a minute I was afraid there might be actually crazy people wandering around as well.” A pause, and she frowned. “ … Well, I mean, it’s possible, but I don’t want to think about that.”
“S.e.e.s?” she parroted, tilting her head slightly to the side again as she tried to possibly think what it could mean. … She got nothing. “What does it stand for? What do you guys do? I mean, do all the other groups all do something different? Or do you guys all do the same thing just different ways.”
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"It seems most of the big groups I mentioned before are pretty much doing the same thing, just in different ways," he explained. "S.E.E.S. is the name of the club were all members of in school. It stands for..." Junpei's voice faltered a moment.
"Okay, weird question time, Bella. Do you believe in things like magic, monsters, psychics and other supernatural crap?"
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At his comment about believing in supernatural things, she could have laughed. Still, by some grace of god, she kept her face serious, and she nodded her head. “I think after being taken from my home and brought here that anything is possible. But, sure, I believe in those kind of things.”
At least, Bella did now. If he had asked her two years ago she would have said those kind of things were nothing more than make believe, or were simply characters in those horrible harlequin romance novels her mother so loved.
But now things were different, and she was a believer in anything.
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"Okay, so S.E.E.S. officially stands for Student Extracurricular Entertainment Squad. What it really stands for is Student extracurricular Execution Squad. You see... there are really twenty-five hours in a day. During the extra hour, called the Dark Hour, monsters that are like negative emotions all compounded together come out to prey on normal people, sucking their will to live out of them. It's called Apathy Syndrome," he explained in a hushed voice. "Anyways, almost everyone doesn't experience the Dark Hour, so they don;t know it's even there. But there are some of us with the Potential that do experience it. And out of them there are some that have the unique ability to manifest their psyche into what we call Persona. It's those people, the members of S.E.E.S., that go out during the Dark Hour and fight the Shadows, trying to stop Apathy Syndrome from spreading. Hopefully, we'll find a way to completely stop it."
A long pause. "I swear, I'm not one of the crazy people."
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She found it was easier to understand everything once everything you had ever known was taken away and you were told otherwise.
“I … see,” she began, taking in a breath. “It’s all really confusing, but I think I got it. And don’t worry, I don’t think you’re crazy. I’ve heard some crazy stuff before, so I’ll believe anything now. Yours sounds like it would be a great movie idea or something.” She smiled softly at that, mentally kicking herself for sounding so weird. “What if … someone was pulling an all nighter? Would they be stuck in the … what was it? The dark hour?”
“Anyway,” she started again, looking up at him. “It sounds pretty hard. I wish you and your friends luck!”
It was impossible to think about a twenty fifth hour existing when you never slept - she wondered if such a time existed in Forks? And if so, she wondered if Edward ever experienced it.
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"I used to think of myself as a cool hero that everyone would cheer and all. But then again... no one would know what I did. I'm okay with that now, actually." Anyways, what had she asked about all-nighters?
"As for all-nighters? Well, the Dark Hour is at midnight every night, but unless you have the Potential, you or anyone doing an all-nighter, would just transmogrify like everyone else and not even know that hour passed. When the Dark Hour was over, they'd resume life just like there hadn't even been that extra hour."
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