Day 58: Sun Room (Second Shift)
[From here.]The room was mainly empty when Michael reached it, which was fine by him. It wasn't that he didn't feel sympathy for the other patients, but he also didn't know if it would be helpful for him to talk to them. The staff seemed to think that forming bonds amongst themselves would lead to recovery, but to him it felt more like they would
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...How had he ended up getting so distracted so easily? He had forgotten he was supposed to be hurrying in the showers so he could rush back out here and look around for Serah! He'd taken a lot longer than he'd wanted! And it was with that thought that he didn't complain about putting on the stupid, damn uniform for once. He couldn't say he cared at all right then.
Snow got dressed as quickly as possible, almost forgetting the stupid hat until one of the guys threw him this pissed off "I'm gonna lecture you for two hours" look. Yeah, right, fine. Hat. Shirt buttons. Shoes. WHATEVER. OUT OF THE DAMN WAY!
He practically bolted through the door separating the showers from the Son Room, where they were gathering everyone else. As he ran out the door, he'd started calling out for her in as loud a voice as he could manage.
"SER-!"
And that was all he managed to get out. Because after a few steps, he slammed right into someone who'd apparently been in the wrong place at the wrong time.
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One. There had been a shout behind him, loud and deep and suddenly cut off, because- Two. The shouter had ran into him. Three. This caused the effect of Mikado being thrown suddenly and violently to the floor, half-hitting his head on a chair nearby. Four. This was caused by a seven-foot-tall muscular man. Who had been yelling. And had thrown him down with more force than Mikado had been prone to all his life just by running into him. Five.... He was really, really big. Like a paled out Simon. Simon who was extremely nice and yet Mikado had been warned against.
...He felt, somehow, that he would have been warned against this person, too.
Mikado shifted to a half-sitting position. "Ow, ow..." he muttered, rubbing at the side of his head. Maybe the giant would just ignore him and go on doing whatever he was doing. Having the attention of a guy like this was probably bad news.
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"Whoa. Sorry 'bout that." Snow leaned forward and reached a hand out to help the kid up. There was a small, sideways grin on his face. "You alright there?"
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"Ah...." Best thing would probably be to accept his apology and let him be on his way, but could it be possible this guy knew something as well? There was a bunch of people in this room. Mikado wasn't sure if he'd want to take his chances here. "It's all right. Though you should really look where you're going next time." He thought of Hope, the kid he met the day before--as well as some of the younger kids he'd seen here. "If you run into someone smaller than me, they'd end up getting really hurt."
...Okay, and up close, this guy was a lot bigger than Mikado had initially thought. He had to crane his head up to ( ... )
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...Maybe he was asking about his sister. Hopefully.
"Uh," he considered as he thought back, then blinked. "I saw a girl with pink hair but it was like this." He mimed long straight hair down to his waist. "And she was taller than me, I think." So in the end, he wasn't really helpful at all. It seemed like there was a lot of pink haired girls here. Cosplay was really in style in fake mental institutions. "Sorry. Is she someone important to you?"
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Snow wasn't going to let that discourage him at all though. It just meant he'd have to wait a little bit longer. He'd have to see if she came out of the showers. Man, did he hate waiting around, too. But... as impatient as he was, he wasn't impatient enough to go storming into the women's showers. Some things were too dangerous even for him.
In the meantime, he'd just focus on his conversation with the kid. Despite the negative response, Snow just nodded at the kid's question.
"My wife. Heh. To-be, anyway." He grinned and almost laughed again. "Heard she showed up here. So I figured it'd be better to find her than just stand around doin' nothing." Honestly, the last thing he ever wanted was for her to get caught up in all this mess, but that didn't matter now.
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There might be other people to ask, but if this man had been here awhile, Mikado shouldn't waste the chance, despite the man's leanings. "I hope you find her, then. It seems hard to touch base with people here." He hadn't seen Celty or Shizuo yet, and there were a couple of people saying both were here. "Ah, but could I ask... Have you been here very long?"
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... Oh! Right! Why hadn't he thought of that?! If he couldn't find her in the huge mass of people, he could write her a note! If she was walking around, she'd have to see it eventually, right? Though... Lightning had said that she wasn't really... herself. But that didn't matter to him. He was sure that could be changed.
"Huh? Me? Not really. I been here a few days. Maybe a week." ...Actually, that sounded like a pretty damn long time now that he thought about it. He never wanted to spend this long stuck in a place like this. Had it really been that long since he'd been brought in?
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If Mikado took what seemed to be the consensus, this was a military run fake mental institution? That did weird experiments, not the least of which creating monsters out of animals, and, uh. Put heads back on people that didn't have them.
...Right. He half-sighed to himself, then checked himself, glancing up sharply. "Ah, I'm Ryuugamine Mikado. It's, uh, nice to meet you." Meet a translation for be ran into by your elbow.
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...Ryuu?
Mikado tilted his gaze up, past Snow towards the skylight set in the ceiling. This place... was infinitely strange. And far too Western. His culture shock was lagging far behind his experiences. "Ah..." He half-meant to correct Snow, then simply dropped it. He suddenly didn't have the energy to explain. Instead he attempted an open look at the man, likely coming through half-pained in the attempt. "Thank you. It is really confusing. Do you know what goes on at night at all?"
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"Uh. Well. Lotta things happen at night." He put his hands on his hips and tilted his head a little, trying to figure out where the hell to even start. "They're tryin' to get us into this little army plan of theirs whether we like it or not. Once it hits lights out? That's basically training time ( ... )
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