DAY 33: BREAKFAST

[yin_yang_fox]

Renamon blinked, and suddenly she was laying flat in the bed she had originally woke up in. The timing was impeccable, accenting Orihime's explanation perfectly. She just hoped that she hadn't freaked the girl out with her little disappearing act. She quickly shifted out of bed, and grabbed the journal she had wrote notes in last night, and jotted

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[screwthegods]

[Waiting for Fai]Homura was in pain when he woke up that morning. He'd been hurt during his time at Landel's, but without doubt this was the worst injury he had sustained. He would remember it well, no doubt, the next time he decided to send anyone on that particular assignment again. Certainly they had come away with success, but with a heavy price

[not_rly_fai]

Night had seemed to go by so quickly, but with Sakura's condition, that was probably for the best. The complicated story she'd told them about their own future hadn't been easy to hear, but at least it had deepened his resolve to stand by his own decisions. And one of the first steps he could take in that direction was to obtain that file

[screwthegods]

Homura had all but given up on eating for the present by the time Fai came to join him, and was instead trying to remember when he had last been so heavily injured (barring his death, of course). The thoughts were pushed aside, however, the demi-god's typical manner asserting itself despite the obvious injuries.

"Good morning." So Fai wasn't quite up to his normal standard of faking good cheer and joy, was he? Perhaps the man had experienced a bad night, though the injuries he had wouldn't attest to it. Something else then, perhaps psychological, or dealing with one of the new patients from the previous day.

Or maybe Fai was simply nervous about approaching Homura. He had reason to be, especially given what was in the file the demi-god held.

"Let's come to the matter at hand, shall we?" Homura relaxed as much as his injuries would allow (which unfortunately wasn't much), and met Fai's gaze across the table. "Why are you so desperate for the file this place has on you?"

[not_rly_fai]

He should have known that even though Homura was injured, his personality wouldn't be any easier to deal with. Yuuhi met the man's eyes for only a moment before he glanced down at his tray. At least he was to-the-point.

"That wasn't part of the deal," he said pleasantly. "Nor is it very important," he added, stirring ketchup into his hashbrowns. "I'd just like to have it, if you've got it."

[kagurazuki]

Kagura was fairly sure she hadn't fallen unconscious, but she woke up the next morning all bandaged up, just the same. She felt a lot weaker than she could ever remember feeling, but at least she was alive. Her left arm was in a sling, the shoulder all bandaged up, and her back as well had been treated. It couldn't have been Hatori, she thought with a sigh. Hatori would have recognized her if he'd been the one to treat her. There had to be a way to get his attention in this place.

She walked through the line and picked up her food, avoiding the meat. There was just something strange about eating pig when she had.. well, what with having been one on several occasions. She hadn't seen Winry or Bridget come in yet, but she hoped they were alright too. Things just seemed to get worse day by day.

[[waiting for Leon]]

[officer_leon]

The shift from night to day was considerably less jarring when he wasn't in the middle of something. Still, the switch from standing in the Grand Ballroom to his bed was a bit of a shock. His left arm was bandaged and in a sling across his chest, and there were smaller bandages all across his legs and back

[kagurazuki]

Kagura looked up from her breakfast and was pleased to see a familiar face. "Leon-san!" she smiled for a moment, then glanced down at her tray.

"I'm... doing alright," she tried her best to look the part, but it wasn't easy. "Hey... look, we match!" she added, pointing to the sling he wore on the same arm she did. She didn't want him to fret, but it was nice to know that someone cared, all the same.

"I... met with Winry-san and Bridget-san last night," she explained. "We were just going to go exploring. I guess... I wasn't careful enough." She gave a short laugh and a shrug. "I didn't think to look up at the ceiling. The bugs are just so gross, aren't they?"

[officer_leon]

Leon managed a weak chuckle when Kagura pointed out their matching injuries. She was obviously trying to put on a brave face. He frowned, though, when she mentioned bugs. "I haven't run into any bugs here... just that cat from the first night, and a crazy girl in the courtyard." He sighed, and gestured at his arm. "I got this exploring in the basement," he said.

[willhexabitch]

The first thing Reid did when he woke up, back in the stupid grey pyjama-ish uniform? He dove for the wardrobe, uncaring if he woke his roommate, and sought out the stuff he'd jacked the night before. Namely his clothes. That was the first thing that came to mind, and damned if he wasn't going to punch his nurse if they'd taken them away again in between him being conscious and then suddenly not.

But when he tore open the closet doors to look, he was relieved (and a bit surprised) to see colors aside from grey. The telltale blue of old jeans, and the reds and blacks of his shirts. Well, thank fucking god, or whatever the hell was looking out for his wellbeing. And upon pawing around a second time, he found the smokes and lighter--added bonus, he had to admit. The sudden excitement only reminded him that it was too damn early, way too early for a guy who'd been forced awake at the same time for a few days now, and when his nurse popped in like clockwork to take him away to the cafeteria, he nearly decided to punch her just because

[tender_cruelty]

He woke up in bed.

Allelujah just stared at the ceiling for a long moment. He'd been in the corridor with River, apologising for Hallelujah hurting her for us hurting her, Allelujah and now he was laid in bed, covers pulled up around him. How? He could almost accept just waking up here in the first place, but how did he get from the corridor into his room without noticing?

He sat up, sighing heavily and pushed himself out of bed just in time for a nurse to come and get him. She tried to grab him again, obviously not realising how unwelcome that was, not to mention dangerous should Hallelujah take exception.

She led him out into the cafeteria, fussing over him as she 'helped' him pick out some food and juice and a mug of hot chocolate since it was apparently a special treat from the Head Doctor to the patients. She led him to a seat, far more central in the room than he'd have liked, and set his tray down, telling him that he was sure to make friends soon, such a sweet boy

[razing_phoenix]

Guy woke up to the feeling of his own sore hands. He was drained, but that was the norm here

[tender_cruelty]

He had to admit it, the food was damn good. That was one thing to be said for this place at least, even if he was hearing more and more terrible things the more time went on. He loved real food. Space rations just couldn't compare. He took a sip of the hot chocolate, savouring the taste of it. Oh, it was good. He was going to end up with a sugar craving so badly. Even if he'd been hoping for coffee.

He looked up in surprise when someone approached him, setting down the mug and giving the blond man an awkward smile. "Uh sure, go ahead," he said, gesturing to the seat genially. He looked down at his food for a few moments, idly playing with the knife and fork before he glanced back up, realising that he should be saying something. "I'm Allelujah."

[razing_phoenix]

The other man seemed a little shy, but he was still willing to let Guy sit with him. Figuring the stranger might still need some help adjusting (because he was pretty sure he was new), Guy made sure his smile held as he sat down.

"Nice to meet you, Allelujah." It was an odd name, but there were lots of those around there. It made him glad that his own name was simple, even if it was actually a nickname of sorts. "I'm Guy."

He took his sandwich into one hand and took a bite as he considered how to start the conversation. Immediately asking the man questions didn't seem fair, so he figured he would make an offer instead. "You're new, right? Feel free to ask if you've got any questions." He imagined Allelujah might after his first night.

[high_prosecutor]

One moment, there had been a girl with a sword facing off with another girl, clearly under Special Counseling, in the Sun Room.

The next, daylight was streaming through the windows. Edgeworth woke up to the intercom with a scream on his lips, one he swallowed back down quickly. He had a headache, and the chirpy intercom announcement of the lack of coffee just made it seem worse; the prosecutor had been hoping for either coffee or tea to help with his head. The flimsy excuse of not letting people have too much caffeine didn't hold water, and the gloating on top of it didn't sit well with the man at all.

On top of all that, this was a morning where, in addition to the headache, he had explaining to do. We didn't get into the doctor's offices because of a fight in the Sun Room. That was going to go over just wonderfully

[flashyaudacity]

Last night had gone well, but the morning so far... hadn't. Waking up without bandages was nice, and he'd even chatted with his nurse a little after having her take him by the Sun Room before breakfast. But the message from Homura on the board left him curious, and mildly suspicious.

He was going to go crazy if he had to wonder all day about what the man wanted to speak with him about.

Once in the cafeteria, he helped himself to a bowl of cereal and hot chocolate. Hot chocolate! He didn't like the Institute, but at least breakfast had redeemed itself in some small way.

Wanting to get to the hot chocolate right away, he glanced around the cafeteria to find a place to sit. There was a corner table where a grey-haired man was seated alone... Perfect! Kaito crossed over to the table.

"Anyone sitting here?" he asked, giving the man a friendly smile.

[high_prosecutor]

[ooc: Ugh, sorry this was so late! We can backthread.]

"No, no one's sitting here," Edgeworth said, after a long swallow of his hot chocolate. His first instinct had been to say, "yes," but he just couldn't bring himself to do it, even as grumpy as he was feeling.

"Miles Edgeworth. I think I've seen you around here a time or two, but I'm afraid if we met, I've drawn a blank on your name. The lack of caffeine gets to a person after a while," he added. "And so does...well, what doesn't get to a person around here?"

He took a few bites of his sandwich, chewing thoughtfully. Kids. Always the kids. I think I must have some sign I can't see on my back that says, "Hey, kids! Come bother me!

[flashyaudacity]

[Hey, no problem~!]

Kaito set down his tray and slid into the seat when the man indicated the seat was free.

"Nah, we haven't met yet. Kuroba Kaito," he responded, giving his own name. Edgeworth's name sounded familiar, like he'd heard it in passing, but he couldn't quite place it.

"Some things aren't too bad..." He paused, and shook his head before correcting, "Some things aren't as bad as they could be. At least we're all sane; it'd be a lot worse if we really were nuts."