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Day 48: Intercom, Evening

Mar 19, 2010 07:17

"AACHOO! Ahem!" The Head Doctor's slightly-better-but-still-congested voice came on clearly over the intercom. The sound of Nurse Lydia sighing and pulling out a tissue from somewhere in the background was also audible ( Read more... )

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F7 she_is_ruin March 19 2010, 18:35:40 UTC

Dinner shift meant night was one step closer, and for that, Yomi was as glad as she could be. It was only in the dark that Yomi was beginning to feel like herself, where memories lost their potency and she could drop the act completely ( ... )

Re: F7 akarusa March 20 2010, 00:45:44 UTC

Hokuto had had a long day, and she hadn't even been conscious for most of it. She hadn't so much as tried to eat lunch--which might have been why when she tried to get up at her nurse's prodding, she blacked out. She was aware of being taken to the infirmary, but she'd just just curled up on the cot she was placed on and drifted off.

She wasn't happy to wake up and realize she was in a wheelchair, but her nurse said something about it being for her safety while she was so unsteady on her feet. Hokuto didn't much care, but she didn't have the energy--or at the moment, the will--to get up, either.

She did not intend on letting herself go completely catatonic, though; she had enough spark left in her to refuse that much. Knowing she needed to eat if she possibly could, she looked her dinner over; she wasn't in the mood for fish, but the chocolate mousse... well, at least one thing was going right for her today.

Looking at her roommate, she added very softly, "Good evening."

Re: F7 she_is_ruin March 20 2010, 05:29:06 UTC

At the sound of footsteps returning to the cell, Yomi looked up, and sure enough, in came her roommate. In rolled her roommate, to be precise. Oh, something had happened, it seemed. Was the girl injured somewhere Yomi couldn’t see?

She didn’t say anything until the second nurse had left, eyes roaming over the wheelchair. Its occupant was hardly the same extroverted girl Yomi had met the night she’d been told F7 was to get another occupant. And she hadn’t been paying enough attention to Hokuto outside the short times they saw each other to hazard a guess as to what had caused this transformation.

Yomi returned Hokuto’s look. It apparently wasn’t a very good evening for the girl, anyway. “What happened? You don’t look so good.”

Re: F7 akarusa March 20 2010, 05:49:11 UTC

She took a bite of the mousse; delicious, as always. She savored it, partly because she knew she something so rich should be eaten slowly when her stomach was this empty. Finally, she looked back at Yomi; her expression was mostly blank, but her eyes were haunted. "Bad battle last night," she said quietly. Nobody had died, but getting stabbed in the chest like that had been like experiencing her own death all over again.

Her voice was barely audible when she added, "And my twin brother's gone." She'd known for a while, deep inside, but she'd denied it, wanting confirmation. Now, she'd let go of the illusion that she was wrong; he was her twin. She knew.

Re: F7 she_is_ruin March 20 2010, 06:12:04 UTC

Yomi was thinking along similar lines: if nobody had died, it’d been a time fight to her. But that wasn’t the whole reason why Hokuto looked crippled from the inside out, either way--whatever it was, it went beyond physical trauma ( ... )

Re: F7 akarusa March 20 2010, 06:25:31 UTC

Hokuto just shook her head. "I don't know." She couldn't say for sure when Subaru had vanished, but if he'd died--someone would have told her. Or she would have seen it, if she was there or not.

She had another small bite of the dessert; she didn't want to take any chances with upsetting her stomach, because chocolate didn't taste nearly as good the second time around.

Vaguely, she realized she'd never responded to anything of Hitsugaya's today. Hopefully he had glimpsed her long enough to know she was still... around.

Re: F7 she_is_ruin March 20 2010, 06:45:41 UTC

What a pity. Or it would be to people with bleeding hearts. A big, touching sobfest ( ... )

Re: F7 akarusa March 20 2010, 06:55:37 UTC

Hokuto nodded; there was a trace of tears in her eyes, but they didn't fall. "He knew when I died." She knew next to nothing about Yomi, but if saying that convinced the girl she was crazy... Hokuto couldn't bring herself to care. "So I would know if he did."

It was a small comfort, actually; even if they were dimensions apart, there was little doubt she would sense it if Subaru died. I don't know anything else... but where there's life, there's hope.

Re: F7 she_is_ruin March 20 2010, 07:12:53 UTC

… Hokuto had died, then. That was another interesting revelation to Yomi, though it didn’t show in her demeanour. She could believe it was true from personal experience, but it was another thing to see someone else who’d come back from the dead, none the worse for wear, appearing to all senses like another unremarkable human.

Knowing that the one behind the Institute had that kind of power, death seemed a small thing.

Yomi didn’t like the idea, because if there was a part of the world she wouldn’t desire to change, it’d be that death was death. Irreversible without an exception like the sesshouseki. (The dead would have no right to suddenly show themselves to her here, pretending to be alive.) But for hundreds of her fellow prisoners, the rules had changed, and Yomi felt a burst of malice at Hokuto’s tears. There was nothing to cry about if her precious sibling could come and go from here as pleased, dead or not.

Touching her cheek to the back of her hand, she let the silence continue.

Re: F7 akarusa March 23 2010, 04:15:32 UTC

Hokuto finished her dessert, then just sat; the wheelchair wasn't very comfortable, but she didn't care enough to move right away. Her butt was getting numb, but at least that meant it didn't hurt.

She didn't want to just stare at her plate, so she finally rolled away from the desk enough to turn and look at the door. She didn't know what she was doing tonight... or ever again. She had to stay here, for reasons that went beyond being trapped, but now more than ever she didn't want to.

Re: F7 she_is_ruin April 1 2010, 04:59:53 UTC

Having no sympathy was not the same as having no comprehension. Why Hokuto had withdrawn, why she had no time for anything but her own grief… Yomi saw why. This place turned bearable pains into crushing burdens without seemingly any effort. Worse than life, this was a kind of damnation for some.

It was just boring to people-watch. Watching a cripple who was in silent suffering was that much worse.

But Yomi persevered, as she wasn’t about to put herself out to try and pull the girl out of her tearfully-gilded cage. Oh, rattling it’d be an easy thing--the whole scenario of Yomi and Hokuto in a room together was a bad joke waiting to happen--but ultimately unhelpful. She needed to boost herself out of this, not wipe out her possible stepping stones. So they sat, Yomi’s meal continuing to go untouched. Maybe there was something interesting in the battle the girl had mentioned ( ... )

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