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M60 tsunagari August 22 2007, 17:04:29 UTC
Sai was somewhat distracted as he sat down for dinner ("What? Oh. Salad, thank you.") and he couldn't put a finger on why. But he was also refreshed after his shower, and that was a good thing with the night shift coming up. He couldn't only hope tonight didn't end up being as dangerous as the night before. The pirates had plans, it seemed.

He picked idly at his food. Peas were good. And potatoes. The steak was a little more hearty than he was used to, but getting some meat down too would probably do him well. He wondered about his roommate as he ate. Being sedated so soon to the beginning of night shift might put him in danger.

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hotlittledragon August 25 2007, 03:21:49 UTC
Being able to walk was one of the few things Kurikara had never been properly thankful for. It was a blessing to make it all the way back to his room, feeling a little woozy but on his own two feet. He hated being carried.

When he got in he reached imideatly for his food and, flopped onto his stomach in bed. He was so hungry after eating almost nothing he could care less what he was putting into his mouth - meat, potato, part of the plate... He didn't even look at his roommate until his hunger was stated.

He rolled over onto his back and pulled his shirt up slightly, letting his hand rest on his bare stomach. There were things he should be doing tonight. Seeing Byakko, yes, but also - Hisoka. All of his tension returned to him, and he felt his own claws digging into his side slightly. He looked over at Sai again.

"Boy. Did you look at the bulletin just before you were brought here?"

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tsunagari August 25 2007, 04:33:17 UTC
By now, Sai was used to his roommate referring to him as though he was older and thought nothing of it. He still seemed to be suffering from the effects of the sedative somewhat, but was recovering well. Perhaps he wouldn't need the ninja's assistance.

He blinked at the question. "No, I didn't." It hadn't even been on his mind, actually. He'd just been led directly back to his room from the showers. Obviously, he should be checking the board more often. "Is there something I should know?"

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hotlittledragon August 25 2007, 05:22:31 UTC
Kurikara shook his head and sat up, perhaps a little too quickly. His head swam but now he had to push it away and focus. "No, there's something I should know."

He had to meet with Byakko still. He could ask then.

Until then, so much for his good mood. His irritation battled with the remains of the drug in his system and he found he couldn't lie still any longer. The dragon gave a soft growl and slid out of bed. Moments later he'd pulled his journal out of the drawer and padded back to Sai's side of the room, boundaries be damned. He stood in front of the boy's bed and held the book out to him. "Here. I don't have time to waste when the doors unlock, so copy quickly."

There were maps inside. The entire first floor and part of the second.

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M62 rappigs August 22 2007, 17:07:57 UTC
So when Peony came back to his room that evening, it actually sort of surprised him that there wasn't that big, roughly human-shaped lump in the bed that wasn't his. Hmm, maybe it'd been a person after all. And maybe that person was wandering around all day! He'd never really had a roommate before; the idea was rather foreign to him, anyway. To not allow the emperor his private chambers? Unthinkable.

Thank goodness he'd had that privacy, even while being locked up.

Well, at least it was good and light when he got to his room now - he could easier see what was inside. Throwing his journal on the bed and forgoing the food for now, he started going through the drawers and seemingly randomly tossing the contents of them on the floor. Maybe he'd find something cool after all!

What.. some pens, a keyring.. some shirts.. Huh. Could be useful. Maybe. Who could say just yet?

And his bat and helmet were still under the bed, too! Just where he'd left them. Awesome.

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Re: M62 requiemforasoul August 22 2007, 23:29:38 UTC
Siegfried had fallen asleep in the Sun Room and had missed the previous shift entirely, which did not bother him too much, but it meant that he had missed out on valuable time which could be used to gather more information about Landel’s Institute. Nightshift would soon set in however and he would be free to explore the Institute thoroughly.

By the time he returned to his room for dinner, Siegfried had almost completely forgotten about the person he had glimpsed in the other bed that morning and was therefore not expecting what he found when he entered the room. It was a complete mess, clothes and pens everywhere, and in the centre of it all was a tall blonde man. Judging from the state of the room, Siegfried guessed the other man was searching for something.

“What are you looking for?”

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Re: M62 rappigs August 23 2007, 02:28:30 UTC
Peony wasn't really startled by the other man's entry - really, he was glad for a visitor. Being alone could get so boring sometimes!

He spun on his heel amidst all the destruction he'd caused in the room, standing proudly akimbo, for all the world like he was wearing something other than a drab gray mental institution uniform.

"What am I looking for? Stuff!" The emperor chuckled out loud, looking the shorter man straight in the eye, though not so much confrontational as bemused. "What are you looking for?"

He hadn't even touched the food that'd been given to him.

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Re: M62 requiemforasoul August 23 2007, 18:04:53 UTC
From the way he stood and the way he spoke, Siegfried got the impression that this man was… different. At best unique, at worst a little odd.

The man’s reply told Siegfried that either he didn’t want Siegfried to know what he was looking for or he wasn’t actually looking for anything in particular. Judging from the wreck of a room, the knight guessed it was the latter.

The blonde man’s question made Siegfried pause. What was he looking for? There were many things, too many to list.

“Anything that would be of use.”

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M23 whiteychan August 22 2007, 17:24:25 UTC
For once, Hitsugaya didn't have any major tasks ahead of him for dinner. Momo had finally settled down and given him the quiet to write up the maps he needed along with any extra orders. All that was left now was to wait until the doors opened.

He hated waiting.

Still, the salad the nurse gave him was almost edible, as were the peas. The steak was questionable, but at this point he was hungry enough that he wasn't going to complain. While he had eaten both breakfast and lunch, he still needed more food to power his reiatsu. Like other shinigami captains, his spiritual energy demanded a high intake of food whenever possible.

He sat down and casually ate, running through his head the plans for tonight.

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Re: M23 31st_of_china August 22 2007, 22:00:08 UTC
Sanzo was getting sick and tired of all the crap he was getting because of Homura. Kenren had been the absolute last straw. The monk had been asking himself just why he shouldn't stand up and punch Kenren (there wasn't many reasons otherwise) when the shift ended. Lucky bastard.

Hitsugaya was already there. Sanzo ignored him for now, reaching under the mattress and pulling out the two files. With the way the day was going, the fact that they were still there was a miracle. Sanzo had half-expected the staff to have stumbled upon them with the way his shitty luck was going.

Pulling out the chair and letting it fall with more force than he'd intended, Sanzo sat down, spreading the two files out on the desk.

It had him listed as a Buddhist, and that he'd been training under his master. There was a brief mention of a break-in and that he'd been injured in it, not Koumyou. Sanzo frowned.

These weren't total lies either: someone either had done some basic research or something, rather than pulling all of it out of their ass. It was ( ... )

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Re: M23 whiteychan August 23 2007, 04:12:05 UTC
Hitsugaya was content to leave Sanzo to his own devises for a while. Their conversation the previous night had been cut short by other duties, but there had still been a couple of questions he wouldn't have minded answered to. Instead he patiently waited and finished his meal. He still wasn't used to all of the seasonings and spices these Americans used, but he was hungry.

Shortly after Sanzo closed the file, he glanced over to his roommate. "You warned me about Homura last night," he said. "What do you know about him?"

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Re: M23 31st_of_china August 23 2007, 05:42:51 UTC
The monk half-tossed, half-slid Homura's file over onto Hitsugaya's desk. "Keep it."

At least the kid had the manners to wait until he'd finished. Sanzo had seen enough of the file that he was sure he could recall the majority of it, so he didn't need to hold onto it any further. And while the priest didn't want to get distracted from finding the sutra and getting directly involved with this group effort Hitsugaya was leading... this much couldn't hurt.

"He's a man claiming to be a Toushin Taishi; a war god. He's an arrogant son of a bitch, and he doesn't seem to see any problems taking what he wants."

That was putting it in the simplest terms. Whether Sanzo was going to let the "god" succeed was another story entirely.

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M81 canieathim August 22 2007, 17:31:27 UTC
Steak! Yummy tasty delightful steak! Steak was good. Steak came from cows, which were once alive, which meant that maybe they screamed when they died. He liked that thought. It was a shame they couldn't give him a live cow, and the nurse only looked at him oddly when he asked ( ... )

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M19 traitors_smile August 22 2007, 18:33:21 UTC
The thought of traveling alone was not as disconcerting as Gin would have thought. He was familiar enough with the route now that traveling on his own would likely be fastest. And if that were so, it would give him plenty of time to give the kitchen a better look 'round.

The meal looked filling enough. When the nurse asked, he decided on salad with his food. It would be nice to have vegetables that hadn't been processed into something else. His roommate had been scarce even when they were in the same room together, so he wasn't terribly surprised that the man hadn't arrived for dinner yet.

Not that it mattered much to him. Gin started on his meal in silence, mapping out the route he would take in his mind.

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