Day 47: Greenhouse (2nd Shift)

[himetsuru]

Why couldn't she get it out of her mind? It was a stupid white dress. So what if it was visual evidence that she was a princess? It should not be bothering her this much. It was a just a dress

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[thatmaskedchick]

Ruby was sure that there was something vaguely offensive in the hospital segregating the genders like this, but she couldn't really bring herself to care. She couldn't care less about the other "patients," of course, but her time in the greenhouse could be useful. While it was seriously doubtful that she'd be lucky enough to encounter any of the more exotic plants needed for spellwork, there was plenty of 'lesser' magic that involved more common herbs that could still pack quite a punch if used correctly.

Oh, if only she could be so lucky.

Before Ruby had time to poke around in the herb garden like she wanted to, the obnoxious woman from before made her way over and started smiling like she wanted something. Which, obviously, she did.

"Rebecca, dear..." she started.

I can snap your neck with a thought and start feasting on your eyeballs before you hit the ground, Ruby wanted to say, but somehow that probably wouldn't go over to well with the whole 'trying not to blow cover' thing. Instead, she replied with a noncommittal grunt.

"Rachel here is new, and she needs help re-potting these daisies. Would you be a dear and help her out?"

Again, Ruby said nothing. The nurse must have taken it as assent, because the demon found herself next to yet another human, plastic trowel in hand.

"...Hi."

[36_24_35]

Tifa heard more than saw the woman walking up beside her while she was still face first in the flowers. When the footsteps stopped with a very enthusiastic greeting of "... Hi," Tifa leaned back, brushing off her hands, and smiled. Her first thoughts were how striking she appeared, and with her little spade in hand, how ready she looked to use that thing on her nurse rather than the plants.

Apparently the nurses were avid matchmakers.

Great, she thought, but, truthfully, she never minded shooting the shit with strangers. It took more than an aloof personality to turn her off; it seemed white hair and green eyes was a common denominator when it came to her hit list though.

"Hey..." She looked down at the woman's hand again and then back to the daises that, well, apparently needed re-potting. How the hell the nurse had come to that conclusion she wasn't all that sure. Tifa hoped they didn't actually expect the two of them to garden since she was more than likely going to kill the poor things than re-plant them. Being a woman didn't automatically mean she possessed grace. "I'm sorry I didn't catch your name... Have you been here long?"

[thatmaskedchick]

"Sarah," she replied shortly, giving the same alias that she'd given Ronixis her first night. "They keep calling me Rebecca, though. Not really sure why."

Whoever 'Rachel' was, she was obviously a civilian. One that Dean would have fallen over himself to interview, probably, given her almost Playboy-perfect proportions, but definitely a civilian. Maybe being forced to talk to her for the entire shift would have a tiny silver lining and she'd be able to get some more information about this place.

"I got here night before last, so...no, not really." She poked at the flowers with her trowel so that she looked like she was working. Sort of. "What about you? The nurse said you're new."

[36_24_35]

"Ah..." Tifa hummed gently, her brow coming together in regard as Sarah continued. They? Did she mean the nurses? Well, she didn't let her curiosity mar her expression much longer. A wide grin replaced her pursed lips as she spoke. "Nice to meet you!" The brunette was glad this was going a hell of a lot better than her previous engagement with Loz.

Her line of sight drifted to Sarah's arm as she halfheartedly tended to the daisies, and Tifa grabbed a plastic trowel as well. Did they need to look busy? Shiva, they were all adults here, it's not like the nurses could spank them if they didn't have a hard-on for coddling plants.

Could they?

She decided half a day of experience wasn't enough to start making any educated guesses, so a little stabbing in the black soil was required as she looked behind Sarah to make sure no nurses were paying attention.

"Yeah, just woke up this morning," Tifa started, snorted at how absurd it all was. "I went to bed last night and... here I am. It's been a bloody nightmare since..." With a pause, the young woman lifted the hand gripped around the handle of her spade and set it firmly in the pot before turning her attention back to Sarah. "That's about all I got on that subject..." Her smile pulled to the right in apology. She wasn't looking for anyone to pry into her personal business right now, too afraid of who was truly in control of this institute or who could have access. Like a certain blond trust fund brat.

"I don't even remember what happened after I went to sleep..." Which was disturbing. It took more than a group of numb nuts to neutralize her...