Yet another intercom jingle sounded, and the nurses, anticipating the Head Doctor's orders, already began grouping around the patients as he began to speak
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The day itself sure had been interesting enough, what with meeting with old friends that he didn't remember and actually getting Asch to go along with him that night. But in the last shift, Luke decided he'd rather get some extra sleep, and he asked a nurse to guide him back to his room. It wasn't the easiest arrangement and he knew he should probably be asking about on the bulletin, but that evening would be difficult, too. The last thing he needed was Asch telling him that he was defective because he wasn't on his top game-especially since he was the one with the better weapon
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Meeting with Zack had been... unreal. But he'd done it. He walked up to his old friend and let him know he was alive, that they were here together. That was the important thing. The announcements barely registered at first, but then he forced himself to pay attention as he was led back into his room. Nothing much important was revealed aside from the contents of their dinner, however, which he decided sounded pretty good.
Luke was already there, and he waved briefly. "I don't know how appealing sauce that's 'homemade' here at Landel's sounds." He started off lightly. Today hadn't been bad, and there was no reason to keep being anxious about future meetings with the formerly deceased. Dumping his issues onto his roommate shouldn't become the norm anyway - at least not unless they were both complaining together.
It looked like the red-head might be a bit tired or possibly saddened by something, but he didn't want to assume too much. In this place he didn't think it really helped the mood to start off a conversation with So,
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If asked, Luke would feel a little sheepish that he looked so upset over disliking most of the food on his plate. After all, that was such a selfish thing to be worried over, and that was something he was trying to stop. That didn't change how he felt about his food, because he couldn't make himself like all the stupid foods he disliked, but it didn't change his attitude about it. Realizing it didn't change his tastes in the end
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"During the day, maybe." Then again, there was nothing saying they had to go out at night. They might be perfectly safe just sleeping in their rooms like normal patients. But what would be the point in that? They had to escape somehow, not give in to the asylum's routine.
He still couldn't help but have fleeting thoughts about Landel chopping people up and serving them in the marinara sauce. It almost put him off eating dinner altogether, except he was pretty sure he was just being paranoid. Skipping dinner wouldn't help him keep his strength up for whatever they planned to do that night. (Though it looked like self-defense classes? He was too antsy for that.)
"So. I just ended up with more questions today. How about you?"
The question Jason produced during lunch occurred to him again-had he died when he left? Cloud's question only seemed to stir it up inside of him, and it was difficult for Luke to act okay when he recalled the man's question. Yeah, had he died? Had those bastards killed him and brought him back when it was convenient? Was ... that where Tear was? Would he be able to get her back? The immediate rush of questions in his own mind seemed to answer Cloud's question. Definitely, he thought. He definitely had more, but they all surrounded around the same idea
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Cloud frowned at this revelation. It made sense, certainly. There was apparently enough danger in this place for people to die on a regular basis, not that he wanted to think of that when he had certain friends stuck here with him now.
"Do you have any proof of that, or are you just speculating?" The man pushed his dinner aside, the thought of chopped up former patients in the marinara now making the thought of eating it particularly vile. He'd pull a Yuffie and stick with the ice cream for now. If she found out she could just yell at him later. "You'd think if they were dying, others would know. But you hear more about people just up and disappearing. I'm not willing to start thinking it's because they've died until there's proof for it."
"But how would we know? If they can affect our memories of before, what're the chances that we have this part figured out?" The last thing Luke wanted to be was the pessimist in this conversation, but it was something that he couldn't just dismiss. It would have been unwise, anyway, but he realized one thing: Asch probably would have been able to tell. He remembered how clearly he felt the last moments of Asch's life slipping away, how he felt that power come into him. There was a chance they could just stop it, but since his fonslots were still open to Asch, it seemed unlikely
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"He?" Luke had changed topics suddenly, or rather he'd begun talking about something out of any context other than his own mental one. "You mean that friend of yours you mentioned before?" There had been some mental connection between them, if he recalled correctly, so it would only make sense for Luke to be referring to him now. (Unless the young man had several other connections he was unaware of.)
"If you dwell on this too much it's only going to hinder you in the long run," he advised calmly. "Focus on the friends you have here now and hope for the best. There's too many unknowns to fear around here already without adding to it." Keep your friends close to you and do your best to keep them from becoming those that vanished. That was the best anyone could do right now. The entire situation was unreal, mind-breaking even. Both of them had only just arrived. It wouldn't do for them to start caving already.
"You're right." It was the best he could muster up on the spot. Cloud was right, and Luke didn't need to dwell on these things. If he could rationalize that Jason just was mistaken because Asch would know, things would be different. Asch wouldn't have become so upset over the mere suggestion that he was dead if he had died before. All of it made sense, and he just got worked up. It was probably because he had accepted dying, and did know that coming here was probably a second chance. Or a fourth chance or fifth chance, given the way things went. He wondered how many he would get.
"I just got caught up in things. Thanks, Cloud." He realized it wasn't fair to suggest this to his roommate, but he also knew he didn't want to leave any stone unturned when it came to things. Anything was possible, especially with the bastards who ran this place.
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Luke was already there, and he waved briefly. "I don't know how appealing sauce that's 'homemade' here at Landel's sounds." He started off lightly. Today hadn't been bad, and there was no reason to keep being anxious about future meetings with the formerly deceased. Dumping his issues onto his roommate shouldn't become the norm anyway - at least not unless they were both complaining together.
It looked like the red-head might be a bit tired or possibly saddened by something, but he didn't want to assume too much. In this place he didn't think it really helped the mood to start off a conversation with So, ( ... )
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He still couldn't help but have fleeting thoughts about Landel chopping people up and serving them in the marinara sauce. It almost put him off eating dinner altogether, except he was pretty sure he was just being paranoid. Skipping dinner wouldn't help him keep his strength up for whatever they planned to do that night. (Though it looked like self-defense classes? He was too antsy for that.)
"So. I just ended up with more questions today. How about you?"
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"Do you have any proof of that, or are you just speculating?" The man pushed his dinner aside, the thought of chopped up former patients in the marinara now making the thought of eating it particularly vile. He'd pull a Yuffie and stick with the ice cream for now. If she found out she could just yell at him later. "You'd think if they were dying, others would know. But you hear more about people just up and disappearing. I'm not willing to start thinking it's because they've died until there's proof for it."
He couldn't afford to.
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"If you dwell on this too much it's only going to hinder you in the long run," he advised calmly. "Focus on the friends you have here now and hope for the best. There's too many unknowns to fear around here already without adding to it." Keep your friends close to you and do your best to keep them from becoming those that vanished. That was the best anyone could do right now. The entire situation was unreal, mind-breaking even. Both of them had only just arrived. It wouldn't do for them to start caving already.
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"I just got caught up in things. Thanks, Cloud." He realized it wasn't fair to suggest this to his roommate, but he also knew he didn't want to leave any stone unturned when it came to things. Anything was possible, especially with the bastards who ran this place.
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