Day 16: Arts and Crafts room

[last_roivas]

Alex found she was getting very tired of waking up in the medwing when she didn't remember getting hurt, but then again for a few minutes after regaining consciousness she couldn't remember what she might have been doing that would have gotten her injured enough to get thrown into the medwing in the first place. Not that the confusion cleared any

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[lustful_thing]

There had been a sense of wrongness that came with the horrible twisting and tossing of the... whatever had happened, and it only grew as Lust followed her nurse - on shaking legs - out of the therapy room. She had never been entirely good when it came to directions and placement of rooms and buildings - she had never had to be - but she wasn't a fool. Something was wrong with the place. She was tempted to ask, but she was still shaken and she knew the woman would tell her nothing.

Something was going on in this place, something she couldn't begin to comprehend. She didn't enjoy that. Not that much of this place made sense, but this was new. Even the madness of Landels had some sort of strange routine, and she had grown used to it

[valourous]

Once he was shoved into a "random" room for the third time this day, Leon decided he detested the woman that dragged him around. Yes, it was only now that he came to hate her so, for the first two pushes had merely irked him. Now, however, it seemed to be becoming a routine of hers and every tug she performed instilled more confidence into her form. A large part of him twitched with the urge to fight against her and drag her into a new direction entirely, but each time he paused to fully reflect on his options, that long needle was flashed

[lustful_thing]

Lust glanced up and turned her head, blinking a few times at the unfamiliar man who approached her. She gave him a quick once over, eyes flicking over his form before nodding in return greeting. Another new patient, of course. How many were there, she wondered. And she doubted that any of them would comprehend the wrongness of the building at the moment.

"You're new," she finally said, and it wasn't a question. She relaxed her rather agitated stance some, knowing all too well that some humans would take general anger and displeasure personally.

"Sit, if you'd like." There. She was even being friendly. But she wasn't in any mood to be alone and he was a man, and she didn't need much more than that to react in a less than hostile manner.

[valourous]

Leon nodded at the statement, confirming it regardless of her acknowledgement. The way she said the words and the reminder that another had moved towards him with a similar query caused suspicion. Yes, he had noted that things were off, but he had chosen to ignore the signs as well as the feeling within his gut to pursue the belief that those two tricksters were responsible for this. If they weren’t

[mercenaryblonde]

The building had finally stopped shaking and twisting and being downright wrong. The nurses didn't give her much of a chance to even blink before dragging her off towards Arts and Crafts.

But the hallway was all wrong. And they weren't going down a set of stairs at all. She stumbled. "Wait... where are we going?"

"Arts and Crafts, Sarah. Remember?" The nurse's replied.

"But this isn't... this..." she broke off. Useless. The staff probably though that this was how everything had always been. Which meant she had no clue as to how anything was anymore.

All the halls were bright and clean and whole. No further sign of damage, all repairs complete.

She was still in the hallway when the link to Alex reasserted itself along with a query from the Sorceress. It was like a lost limb suddenly being reattached, a Curaga spell pulling her back from the bring of unconciousness. "Alex..." she choked out, grabbing hard at the nurse, near painfully hard as everything suddenly snapped back into clarity and focus.

ALEX! Oh Hyne,

[last_roivas]

Quis? Wait, slow down! That was -not- the reaction she had been expecting from Quistis -at all-. What in the world had happened to have the normally stable woman so shaken? Not gone? They're all gone? What? Oh hell, medwing. She should have guess Quistis wouldn't be able to feel her in there, and she had no idea how long that state had gone on.

I'm here. Not gone. I was just in the medwing Quis. Behind shields. I'm not hurt, I'm here. She tried to soothe the frantic grasping as best she could while continually reassuring her that she hadn't gone anywhere, she wasn't hurt, she was here. Alex had no clue what the rest of that frantic babble had meant, but she was worried that something had happened to so upset Quistis. She wasn't given to hysterics like this.

[mercenaryblonde]

Medwing? Quis had been seperated from Alex by shields before but they'd never torn at her like that... but then, Squall had held the stronger bond and Squall...

Couldfeelyouearlieruntillockdownthenyouweregone... Quistis shuddered at the remembered tearing agony and tried to slow down like Alex had commanded.

Gone Alex. Squall, Zell, Aeris, Cloud, Zack, the General, Integra, Alucard, Jubilee... they're all gone.

She let the nurse lead her half blindly. She could feel she was near Alex so she wasn't about to resist.

[last_roivas]

Pausing briefly to untangle the rapid fire stream of thoughts, Alex hesitated again for a moment before replying to the first rush of words. I don't know where I was earlier, I just woke up in the medwing a few minutes before they brought me here. Lockdown? What do you mean? And what happened to the building? When? What did I miss? How long have I been gone?

The latter part of her comments made her pause in confusion though, and her reply was softly questioning. Quis, who? Who were all those people she was so worried about? Was she supposed to know them?

[shibuyayuuri]

Yuuri felt vaguely disoriented and just a bit motion-sick as his nurse pushed him into the Arts and Crafts room and he stumbled in the direction of the nearest chair, sinking down into it with relief. he'd been through more shifts of the Hospital at night than he cared to remember, but that...

That had definitely been the worst.

Wondering what it had meant, and it had anything to do with the strange, alternate route his nurse had decided to take here (was it just him or did the place look different too? He'd been concentrating too much on staying upright on the way here to pay much attention), he flopped forward to rest his head on his arms on the table, thankful at least that the world had stopped twisting and spinning for now. He didn't think he'd ever get used to that sensation.

[snake_bites]

The nurse herded Martel quickly into the room. This time, however, she simply made sure Martel was within the room before shutting the door with a resounding slam and leaving again. Martel stood shakily for a moment, her balance suddenly throw off without the extra support of the steady nurse leading her down the hallway. She breathed out slowly, leaning against the wall beside the door for a moment.

Soon finding her legs slipping out from under her, she stumbled over to the nearest seat. The world slowly settled down, no long shifting unevenly beneath her. She sighed and glanced up. There was a small collection of patients already there, to her surprise. She'd thought that her nurse had been one of those people who always had to be early... She'd been the first to leave the therapy room, as well as the second to enter anyway.

Martel sighed again and glanced to her right. She jerked in surprise to find someone sitting only a couple seats away. She stared at him for a moment. He didn't seem too well.

"Are you all right?" She asked

[shibuyayuuri]

Yuuri glanced up at the sound of a voice, his stomach having calmed a bit since he'd stopped moving. It was someone he didn't recognise, but with as many new people about today as there were, that didn't surprise him much. He shot her a small smile and nodded. "Yeah, just recovering from all the spinny, you know? You?"

[snake_bites]

... Spinny... Right. Looking at him, now, Martel realized he was a great deal younger than her. To be fair, one honestly couldn't tell how old people were from the backs of their heads. Unless they were graying or bald. She stared at him for a moment, trying to guess at how long he'd been here. She sighed in defeat. She was no good at this sort of thing, never had been.

"Yeah, it was a little weird." She replied with a shrug. "Kind of made me dizzy." She added as an after thought.

Martel shifted in her seat, stretching as she leaned back. She took this moment to glance around the room again, this time taking in her surroundings. The Arts and Crafts room did not seem to be having many artistic activities going on. It was much like the therapy room, with each group huddled in their corners.

"How long you have been here, kid?" She asked, turning back to the boy. "Know anything about this place?

[revansremnant]

She looked about the room she'd been led into now. There were several of the patients here already, including Martel who was talking with a younger man.

Chusa stepped up to a counter and examined a bin with bright jars of what looked to be paint. There was a label on the front, again in that odd script. She looked around a little more. More of the wood-pulp paper in stacks... thin colored sticks that proved to be a type of chalk that left marks.

She picked up some of the paper and pointed at the label on the paint bin, looking at one of the staff members hovering nearby.

"What does that say?" Chusa asked. The woman looked at her as if she was crazy.

"It says paint."

Good she was right. Carefully she copied down the symbols and added the correct aurabesh word next to it. She pointed to the next bin, the one with the brushes. "What does that say?"

She'd learn this wierd script, no matter how odd people thought she was being.

[last_roivas]

Walking over from the table she had been sitting at, absently tucking away the fabric she had been cutting up with her claws, Alex stopped behind Chusa with a slightly quirky smile to the nurse with her, while her tail swayed lazily back and forth behind her. "I'll help her. I'm sure there's something you'd rather be doing." While the nurse looked her over with narrowed eyes before nodding and walking off, she leaned against the counter next to the other woman and smiled, though it was more a twist of her lips since she was being careful not to bare fangs. "Can I give you a hand? I'm going to assume you don't know how to read English, even if you speak it."

[revansremnant]

She looked up and blinke a bit. A Cathar? Not one of the more populus species in the Galaxy, but the first sign of a non-human helped her world-view settle a bit.

Her Catharan accent was terrible, but she managed to growl a polite greeting before shifting back to Basic. "English? Is that what this script is called?" She sighed. "This would be much easier if they'd adopeted Arabesh along with Galatic Basic."

She looked down at the sheet she'd been writing on. "There are some common matches already, so at least it's a logical script."

[last_roivas]

Alex swore her eyes crossed for a minute before she realized that horrible accent was the result of a human throat speaking a not so human language. Which was a bit of a surprise since she figured she could speak it fine. Then again humans didn't purr either. The fact she knew what was said was a whole other kettle of fish, but she was getting used to that. "Uh yeah, it's English, but then again so is what your speaking now. I'm going to guess you come from another world that calls it Basic?" And a world she hadn't seen anyone else from no less. That was different. Quistis has said there were a lot of people here she hadn't met yet, at least a few had to be from new places she guessed

[last_roivas]

Alex blinked once when she got Kadaj's reply, the returned her attention to trying to calm Quistis down, appointing Skadi to deal with whatever was going on. If Kadaj, and it felt like him and not "Einarr" or whoever that had been, was asking about "mother" things had gone pear shaped in one way or another and it was probably best to let her slightly more cold personality deal with it.

Simply nodding her reply to Alex, Skadi caught the thread that the mental query had been sent along and directed it to herself instead before replying. No. Not Jenova. I would guess then that you do not recognize the mental signature attacked to this communication then. While there are Jenova cells in our body, we are not her.

[last_roivas]

Skadi blinked at the conversation Alex was having with Quistis, and considered some of the information there mentioned in light of what Kadaj had just said. You believe you have just arrived here today then? Query, what was the last thing you remembered before waking up here? If he was from a different time, perhaps that explained it. The previous Kadaj had become unstable, and if the people in charge here could take a person from their world at different points in time, there was no reason they could not replace a flawed copy the same way. She did not believe a simple replacement of memories could have resulted in such a return to the initial state that the Kadaj from before had arrived in. The personality and mind touch seemed different too, perhaps they had access to more then one timeline? Alex's experience had proved that was a possibility.

Yes, you called Alex sister, though you had little contact with me at any point in time. It never became necessary. We become part of the "family" due to your previous versions actions.