Day 29: Patient Library (2nd Shift)

Jan 11, 2008 19:25

It had not been a good day. Not the morning, nor the afternoon, and now the sun was setting and evening had arrived, and he'd barely gotten anything done ( Read more... )

saetan, star dragon sword, farfarello, zex, kimbley, quatre, peter parker, touma, haku, faust, roy, brad, hk-47

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jei January 12 2008, 01:56:24 UTC
"They have Faust Part 1 around here somewhere." Farfarello had been a bit worried that he wouldn't be able to find Crawford--the man never seemed to be around during the day--but either luck was on his side or Crawford's uncanny timing had survived whatever Landel did to his powers.

It had been a weird day overall, so it wasn't too much of a surprise to Farfarello that he should end up having not one, but two things to discuss with the Schwarz leader... but if his powers were as weakened as Schuldig's, it might be a surprise to Crawford.

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at_patera January 12 2008, 02:29:08 UTC
They had books on demons, and nothing on history. A sense of irony descended upon Crawford as he turned to look at Farfarello, eyes appraising the countless wounds and bandages that hadn't been there last time they'd spoken. What could have caused those without making the psychopath even angrier, he wondered?

"Ironic." His fingers drifted away from the copy of Poe even as his eyes wandered across the titles, now searching for something distinctly more demonic. When he found it, he tugged it free from the books around it and flipped it open - unedited, later edition.

Crawford made his way over to one of the chairs, turning to look at Farfarello. The man never spoke unless he had a good reason to; Crawford would wait to actually start reading until he'd heard whatever had to be said.

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jei January 12 2008, 02:51:34 UTC
Obviously, the other guy looked worse, or Farfarello would be in a rotten mood. Under the circumstances, though, chairs were a very good idea, so Farfarello was glad Crawford didn't insist on standing for the duration of the conversation; he grabbed a chair near Crawford's, and sprawled in it as carefully as he could. Damn ribs. "Ran into a guy at brunch who expressed interest in maybe hiring me at some point. Tough guy to read, and he doesn't seem to have any immediate need, but I told him I'd let you know. I don't do negotiations."

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at_patera January 12 2008, 03:13:02 UTC
Crawford sat down before Farfarello did, and listened to what was said. Someone looking to hire Farfarello and Farfarello alone. Very well. Schwarz could follow, or wait, or simply be available. He nodded and flipped open the novel without looking at it.

"His name?" he asked. He was the business end of Schwarz: he dealt with anyone who wanted to hire them, as opposed to any other member of the team. He had the most experience and the least explosive temper. It just made sense. And none of them seemed to mind that he controlled basically every aspect of their employment. (Then again, with their goals, it was all just a facade ... )

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ditched_again January 12 2008, 04:37:46 UTC
[Continuing on thread from previous shift]

The Night rune incarnation gave the other patient a levelled look - one that clearly stated that he was greatly unimpressed by their answer. He’d met quite a number of flesh bags that were similar to this one, and from his experience they never tended to live long. “With an attitude like that you wouldn’t last more than five minutes where I’m from.” He snapped sharply.

The announcement of new visitors tore the sword’s attention away from the other momentarily. A suggestion box? What was it about humans that felt the need to have a box to get the useless opinions of others? Once, long ago, he had read a small number of these so called ‘suggestions’ in one of the suggestion boxes the Tenkai star had within his castle.

He was brought back out of his drifting thoughts when his question was finally answered. A week? “Then you could prove useful.” The sword muttered with a thoughtful scowl etched into his features. “I’ve only been here for a short while, and I am in need of information boy.”

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crimson_handed January 12 2008, 18:05:01 UTC
"I'm sure," Kimbley muttered as the announcements came on, only half paying attention to what was being said. All these books were worthless - why had he bothered coming in here?

When the (unbelievably short) man spoke again, Kimbley turned a level and unimpressed golden gaze on him. You're calling me boy?

"I'm sure I could," he said, fingers resting on the spines of several books. "But I don't see any reason to give you information." Of course, he could feed the short bastard lies, telling him misinformation pulled out of thin air until he couldn't keep a straight face. But first he'd see if threats were on the agenda.

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ditched_again January 12 2008, 19:06:30 UTC
“Impudent bag of flesh,” The attitude of this one was beginning to grate on the swords nerves due to their flippant nature. Thankfully they weren’t as annoying as that sloth, yet, but they were quickly on their way to joining Viktor. If he were in his true form he wouldn’t have hesitated in attacking this useless bag of flesh, but as it was, he was currently stuck in a prison of fleshy tissue and bone - even the sword knew that there was little point in pushing his luck at the moment. “If no information is given - then you are of no use to me.”

Shaking his head, the Star Dragon Sword turned his attention over to the opposite bookshelf as he muttered angrily, “Useless mortals.”

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crimson_handed January 13 2008, 23:21:39 UTC
"Oh, I'm not useless, even if I am mortal." The usual fine film of irritation that came up when dealing with people set itself firmly in place in Kimbley's mind. "But you haven't given me any reason to want to tell you information. Aren't bribes and threats the usual course of action for that?"

Given the way he was talking, it was clear this man hadn't always been in a human form. It was an interesting line of thought: what all could he do to someone who was suddenly stuck in that empty, explosive, binding bag of flesh and bones and wasn't used to it? Granted, the bastard was probably used to it by now, but some people never learned.

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mylackofeffort January 12 2008, 05:23:03 UTC
Quatre had enjoyed his time in the music room, of course, but it was time to move on when the shift ended. He made the choice to browse the library instead. He knew most of the books were classics, ancient by his time, but there still might be some hint in the collection. He went over them, not really picking anything out but taking in the overall sense of the words on the spines of the books.

His pale fingers trailed over them as he thought reading one of them, and then which one he would pick if he did.

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onestarknight January 12 2008, 05:57:08 UTC
The nurse finally managed to force Touma out of bed. "Sleeping so much isn't healthy, Mr. Fujimori," she kept telling him, as if that would miraculously change his behavior.

No matter, Touma thought, yawning as he followed the heavy-handed woman. At least he could try and finish Sherlock Holmes while he had the chance. He escaped the nurse quickly upon arrival, but the sight of a kind-of-but-not-really familiar blond distracted him from the books.

"Did...we meet yesterday? On the bus or something?"

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mylackofeffort January 12 2008, 05:59:41 UTC
Quatre looked at the one talking to him. He smiled and then nodded. "Yes, we sat next to each other on the ride to town," he said quietly (they were in a library after all) as he held out his hand for Touma to shake. "I'm Quatre, remember?"

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onestarknight January 12 2008, 06:17:05 UTC
"Right! I'm Touma." Man, he really was out of it if he couldn't remember just one person's name here.

He took Quatre's hand, shaking it gently. The last thing he wanted was to hurt the other kid, since he looked short and frail in their uniform here. "So, was the town fun? I think I dozed back off after you left."

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a_spider_can January 12 2008, 06:37:40 UTC
The conversation he'd had with Eddie had been interesting, and he wasn't sure how else to describe it. It was obvious that the symbiote had changed the man a lot, and in different ways than it had changed him. It worried him to an extent, until he realized that it wasn't really his business. Except that it was, because Eddie wouldn't have ended up stuck with that thing if it hadn't been for him ( ... )

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faithful_frost January 12 2008, 18:24:51 UTC
Haku had managed to relax slightly once the intercom had chimed in and gone and he was still left in his room. No visitors.

Feeling safe, he'd left his room and wandered into the library, skimming titles and trying to collect his thoughts, now that he was able to think without fear.

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highlord_ofhell January 12 2008, 18:42:17 UTC
Bored with reading, Saetan stood when the nurses came in to move the patients around. He stretched his back and walked along the meagre shelves.

"You won't find anything interesting," he told the man he found doing the same thing. "I'm not even from this world, and these books are boring beyond belief."

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faithful_frost January 12 2008, 18:45:11 UTC
Haku laughed softly and shook his head. "During the day, there are few things that will relieve the crushing boredom here. I will take what I can." He tugged a book down and flipped through it for a moment before placing it back on it's shelf with a slightl frown.

"Besides, these books are quite different than the tales I know from my own world."

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highlord_ofhell January 12 2008, 18:49:20 UTC
"You're from another world too?" His golden eyes sparkled with interest. "Where exactly or it as hard to explain as the Realms are?"

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