Day 24: Intercom, Dinner

[damned_intercom]

The intercom jingle rang out both inside and outside the institute on speakers loud enough to broadcast clearly across the recreational field

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M66

[uncage]

The last shift had been more than useful when it came to information gathering. At the very least, the genome could prepare himself for the role that was to come, for the plot that would be played on this rather peculiar stage.

Kuja allowed himself to be escorted back to his room. He eyed its other occupant with mild curiosity only to leave him be for now, the sorcerer decided to investigate the current room he was in. For all he knew, perhaps he could find something he could use for the coming night. To his disappointment, the only thing that could be used as a makeshift weapon would be the flashlight. A sigh as escaped his lips as he finally settled on his desk to eat his dinner.

He supposed it would be naive to think escaping the cage would be easy.

Re: M66

[wantsyourzex]

It was difficult for ZEX to wake at first, and he found that opening his eyes didn't make the world seem any more in focus. All he could see at first were fuzzy shapes, and when they settled down, there was two of everything. Double vision...?

He raised a tentacle to check his eye, to see if maybe something had happened to it while he'd been sleeping and found that he didn't have a tentacle anymore, he had some kind of rigid, fleshy thing with a flat broad end with small structures at the end-

An arm- a hand- a human hand-

ZEX tried to speak and made a garbled sound through a mouth too close to his face, tried to sit up and investigate and instead fell out of his bed completely.

Where am I?! What's going on?!

Re: M66

[uncage]

Kuja had been eating in silence, thinking about the current situation as he munched on his food. So it was all a mere act, was it? What could they possibly want to gain from stripping everyone of their wings and feeding them lies?

His peaceful dinner had been interrupted by some kind of garbled sound. He turned his head into the direction of the sound, only to see its source falling straight out of his bed.

Re: M66

[wantsyourzex]

ZEX had yet to find his sense of balance, or any explanation for what was going on that made any kind of sense.

His hands (hands!) moved clumsily, too slow and too fast as he tried to center them in his line of vision, but the double eyes wouldn't cooperate. Human hands, human fingers, double vision and the different in weight, and the constant reassuring motion of his head feelers, the flow of information from his surroundings all gone-

What had happened? Where was he? Was this some kind of nightmare? This couldn't be real, he couldn't...actually be human, that couldn't be right, there had to be...this had to be some kind of joke, a dream, something...

He again tried to work his mouth, make a large, clumsy tongue function. His words were slow and slurred, his emphasis unfamiliar on all syllables, and he was speaking human somehow-

"Where am I? What's going on?"

M56

[0bnoxious]

Even when leaving the field, Albel was still in an incredibly foul mood. He entered his room with a firm scowl on his face as he plopped down in his chair, not even paying attention if the roommate would be here or not. He somehow couldn't really care about the other maggot, anyway.

Thus, he ate his dinner in silence.

[burningdigisoul]

Masaru was actually pretty glad to dragged away from the Courtyard. It was nice that everyone had been able to relax despite their circumstances, but the way he understood it, the sooner the night came, the sooner they could get serious. He was already fired up for the fight that was to come, so when that nurse came, he had one hell of a time restraining himself.

Masaru found it a little weird that they were eating in their rooms, but he wasn't about to complain. Food was food, and he'd always had one hell of an appetite. By the time he'd he'd grabbed his tray and laid out on the bed to inhale eat everything, he'd barely noticed the other occupant in the room.

"Yo," he greeted casually. "How long you been here for?" Though admittedly, Masaru was paying much more attention to his dinner.

[0bnoxious]

Albel hadn't been paying attention when his roommate had entered the room. He was way too occupied with brooding his food. When he finally opened his mouth, however, he barely spared the maggot a glance.

So he had gotten another roommate, hmmm? The other worm had probably got himself killed, but at least he wasn't the nagging type. Hopefully, the new one would be just the same.

"A few days, does it matter to you, maggot?" he snarled, the venom dripping from his voice.

[burningdigisoul]

"What was that, asshole?" Masaru snapped. He'd never been called a maggot before, and he didn't exactly feel the need to the need to turn it into a trend. What the hell was that other guy already starting with the insults for, anyway? It figured he'd end up roomed with a bastard.

For once though, Masaru didn't really feel like starting anything. His problem was more with the staff of this hospital, and since the other guy was a patient there, he figured that much was probably the same about them.

"If you're looking for a fight, though, you'll just have to get in line," he said with a smirk. "Some other jerk signed up to get his ass kicked first."

M40

[jei]

Farfarello staggered just a little as he made his way back to his room. The deliciously unfamiliar pain in his head was distracting, very distracting, and he kept having to remind himself to pay attention to things like walking, going in the right direction, and not bursting into hysterical laughter where the nurses could hear him

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[intoindra]

Roland hadn't known what to think of the sudden fits that had seemed to seize someone, and then there was screaming, and... Roland was getting really tired of all that screaming. One when he woke up, one when he was in the yard; he guessed that it came with the territory of an insane asylum, but still.

He didn't like screaming. He'd gotten more than enough of that as it was.

There was food. Pot pie, peas, and mashed potatoes. Food that did little to nothing for him. Still, he went through the motions of eating at least the pot pie. There was, at least, enough meat to slake some of the hunger he could feel building in the back of his mind. Or at least it felt like it could.

Meanwhile he glanced at his room mate as he sank down on his own bed, not saying anything for the moment. He'd certainly had a rough life, judging from all those scars, and he also seemed a bit... distracted. Hm. Perhaps just resting would be in his cards.

Shame that the fruit juice couldn't be something a little harder. That would have at least helped him

Re: M40

[jei]

Farfarello kept part of his attention on his roommate while he ate, or at least as much as he could. What he really wanted was to just lie back and enjoy the pain while it lasted, but he needed to be ready for the night, and anyway, there was a stranger in the room, so he could hardly relax.

At least his roommate didn't seem to be anything like that blasted girl from lunch. She was going to cause him trouble, he could feel it.

When he finished his meal, Farfarello was finally able to devote a little more attention to his roommate. "... We seem to be stuck with each other. We might as well exchange names."

Re: M40

[intoindra]

"So it seems," Roland quietly agreed, his fork idly playing with the veggies of the pot pie. He speared a pea, started bringing it to his lips... then thought better of it, putting it down and pushing the tray away. Instead he took out his journal, opening it up to the first blank page.

"I'm Roland," he finally said, tapping a pen against his journal as he thought, only to chuckle and faintly grin. "I'll try not to snore too loudly."

M34

[foxyroses]

And, the day was over. Kurama released a heavy sigh as he was led back to his room. It could hardly be called a sigh of relief, his thoughts already racing ahead to dealing with Omi. Being locked in a room with each other didn't leave any chance of avoiding the other boy.

Fortunately, Kurama seemed to be the first to arrive at the room, since the Omi was nowhere to be found. Well, at least he wouldn't have to explain himself straight away.

Taking his tray, the redhead sat down at his desk, laying open his journal and scratching various thoughts into it as he absently picked at his food. Was he anxious? Possibly. Omi was the last person he needed to smooth things over with, and the one he wanted to be on good terms with the most.

Re: M34

[daddyslilkiller]

Omi smiled politely at his nurse when she finally ushered him in. It had taken him a bit longer to make his way in from the far outside of the field than was probably strictly necessary, but he didn't really want to be here right now.

He took his tray over to his bed, not once looking at Kurama or saying anything. He settled with his back to the wall, comfortable but obviously defensible. If they could just eat dinner and then wait for nightfall in silence, he would be happy.

As soon as that door unlocked, he was so out of here.

Re: M34

[foxyroses]

Kurama didn't look up from his journal, but he paused to take notice of Omi as he entered the room. He expected the boy to say something, so it really didn't take long to sink in that he was being given the cold shoulder.

Well, if Omi wasn't going to initiate this, Kurama figured he might as well. There was an uncomfortable silence throughout the room, and letting that hang there would only make sure both of them were less than happy for the entirety of dinner.

"...Nothing to say to me?" he finally spoke, gaze still fixed on his journal, the soft 'skritch'ing of his pen accompanying his words.

Re: M34

[daddyslilkiller]

Omi was quite happy with the silence, thank you.

He didn't look up from his dinner, only pausing in his eating long enough to speak. "Nothing I would want you to use against my team."

Perhaps that was a little harsh, but Omi didn't really care right now.

F19

[she_bloomed]

Sakura found that her room was empty when she returned from the previous shift. Still a little steamed about everything that had happened with Zabuza assuming she was Naruto's girlfriend, she took the flower that she was still holding onto from Gaara and slipped it into the pages of her journal, an otherwise empty book. It wasn't smart to record anything in a book that could be easily found at night. Maybe later it could be used in some elaborate escape scheme, but until she knew more, that wouldn't be the case.

Dinner didn't look too appetizing, but upon actually trying a bit of the 'pot pie', Sakura found that it didn't taste nearly as disgusting as it looked. It was certainly a different sort of flavor, but it wasn't what she imagined prison food would taste like by any stretch of the imagination. Seated cross-legged on her bed, the pink-haired kunoichi ate her dinner quietly, building up her strength for the shift to come.

Re: F19

[queenpeacecraft]

Relena didn't get a chance to see how Usagi reacted to the colony descriptions before the loudspeaker interrupted their conversation. Shortly thereafter, a nurse gently, yet firmly, escorted the former queen back inside and to her room. This time, she tried to pay extra attention to the route in case she was rescued by Heero or the Preventers. Feeling useless was the worst thing in the world.

Once inside her room, she glanced over at the other bed. She was a bit suprised to see another girl already there with her dinner.

"Eat up, Anne!" the nurse chirped, leaving a glass of water on the desk near a second tray of food before leaving the two girls alone.

Relena tried not to sigh as she sat down at the desk to eat. "Hello." She gave a tentative smile to the other girl, hoping the other girl would be friendly at least.

[she_bloomed]

Sakura looked up when the door opened, and another girl, about her age from the looks of it, was ushered in. She didn't recognize her, so it would seem likely that she was either a new arrival or just someone she hadn't run into yet. Landels seemed like a pretty busy place unfortunately.

"Hey," Sakura replied, sure not to speak or return the smile until after she'd finished chewing. Unlike Naruto, some people from her village actually had manners. "You new here?" Her voice was gentle, trying to seem as encouraging as she could make it. If the other girl was new, she might need a bit of an uplift.

[queenpeacecraft]

Looking over at her roommate, Relena was somewhat pleased and thankful to see that the other girl had manners. "Yes, I'm new here. My name is Relena; it's a pleasure...." She trailed off when her roommate's hair color finally registered. It was such a unique color that she couldn't really help but comment on it. "Is...your hair naturally pink?" As soon as she had said them, she winced- her etiquette teacher would have had a fit at the lack of restraint. "Forgive me, you must be asked that a lot."

Taking a bite of her pot pie, the former queen thought about all the questions she still had. Sure, Usagi answered a few, but that also left a whole lot of new questions unanswered. "Have you been here long?"