Day 50: Chapel

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The last thing Claude heard was the Head Doctor's voice faintly filtering into the corridors of the ship before he found himself tucked beneath the sheets of his bed. It took a moment to register he'd even changed locations, but then he he abruptly sat up, fought the wave of nausea that washed over him, and felt the blankets beneath his fingers.

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[zack_fair]

Decoration? Well, that was one way to think of it. Zack was actually kind of surprised that he hadn't seen more people back on Gaia use materia as accessories, but that was probably partly because it was expensive and partly because it could be dangerous. Besides, in the slums doing something like that would practically be a death wish. It was interesting to see the perspective of someone who hadn't grown up learning all about it, though.

Before he could explain any further or ask Soujirou any questions of his own, though, the intercom went off and it sounded like they would be off to brunch. While he was glad to get something to eat, meeting someone new had been a good distraction, and Soujirou seemed like an interesting, curious person.

He did wish that he had the time to learn more about the other man, but as Soujirou said, there would likely be other opportunities. If there was one thing that last night had taught him, it was that they were definitely going to be stuck in here for a while. Might as well make the best of it when they had a bit of free time. "Hey, don't sell yourself short! I'll try to track you down sometime," Zack said as he stood up from the pew. "Hope the rest of your day goes well." With a casual salute, he headed off to meet a nurse.