Day 22, Shift 3, Courtyard

[the_clown_king]

Despite the disturbing revelations and rather depressing mood of brunch, Tamaki was looking forward to Hosting once more. And he knew that at least two girls would be coming! He really did need to find a lady-Host, or a few. It wasn't very likely that every man who attended would be amenable to the usual Host attentions. No, they'd need some

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[lolishotatype]

"Tama-chan!"

Honey had been dragging the poor nurse who was supposed to be escorting him all over the hospital looking for the site of the meeting, before finding the notice on the bulletin board.

He waved hello to the Lord, and then ran over and took a seat on the ground next to the bench.

"I made some new friends at brunch! And I invited them, too. I hope they come."

[the_clown_king]

"Honey!"

Tamaki beamed at the smallest member of the Host Club. Despite the drab gray hospital uniforms, Tamaki still managed to give off a regal aura. He was in his element now, the model Host.

"Oh? Who did you invite?" He was pleased to hear that Honey had been making friends. That was so very important! Speaking of... he hoped his friends came. He knew Azel hadn't seemed to keen on the idea, or Adelheid either, but he did hope they'd come by.

Even just to say hello.

[bond_off_lame]

Axel, for one, was expecting something more... 'extravagant'?

It had been a while since the redhead actually came outside so the sun was a little merciless that day, but he paid no mind to it. The warmth on his skin lead him into somewhat of a trance, and he would've stayed there if it had not been for his nurse who pressed him onward.

Though when he came across the sign that said 'Host Club' the Nobody literally had to stop and double check himself just incase he made a mistake.

... Nope. Even now he could make out Mitsukuni a few feet away, talking to a taller blond whose demeanor was already blinding him shimmering with flamboyancy.

As a Nobody, Axel still had to stifle a laugh.

"You know, that was the strangest conversation I had in a while. I'm sorry about that." He referred to Mitsukuni as he walked over to the pair on the bench and gave the blond an apologetic gesture.

[lolishotatype]

"Axel-san!" Honey smiled widely. "Let me introduce you. This is Suou Tamaki. He's the President of our Host Club."

"Tama-chan, this is Axel. He's one of the friends I made at brunch this morning! And he's got a friend named Roxas, who has a friend named Naminé, and I invited them, too."

He'd leave Tama-chan alone, he thought, and grabbed Axel's hand, dragging him away from the bench. "Let's go explore the Courtyard together! I haven't been out here before."

[faithful_frost]

Haku bowed his head politely to the nurse once she had led him to the Courtyard. He thanked her, then stepped away, a subtle dismissal of her entirely. She left, obviously pleased to have had such a well behaved, calm patent to deal with at the time.

There were already a few people out here, and they seemed to know one another. Not one to intrude on their time together, Haku walked casually around the area.

No obvious means of escape here, nothing useable at this time, or that he could conceivably hide. With a soft sigh, he stopped in a bit of shade and began to run through slow, even katas.

The movements didn't appear dangerous, or even threatening, so he hoped he would be allowed to continue with them. After a moment, he closed his visible eye and simply listened to the area around him.

[faithful_frost]

((Moving down a couple of threads to bother Sanzo))

[i_visionary]

That had been disappointing. The Corinthian was mulling the morning over in his head. Certainly this was far more than he had expected. Some complex scheme of some kind. A palace of liars, even. He was familiar enough with people in general, their nature and their desires to find it ... distasteful. He disliked being on the receiving end of all of this.

Despite that he was playing the nice patient for the moment. Facades came easily to him. After more than forty years of perfecting a genial one, even if he was a different person in a different time it was easy enough to call forward.

Out of the three choices the courtyard seemed the best. He went there with a smile and a nod. He made his way well for a blind man. To the casual observer his smile was pleasant enough, but the more observant person would notice a tightness in his jaw. The Corinthian was not a happy patient.

[voiceless_rage]

Caim had waited throughout brunch for Nowe to arrive and tell him whatever important thing it was the boy'd had to say. Even from the writing, he could tell it seemed urgent. Something important ... there was only one thing important to Caim, and that was her. Keeping her safe, keeping her alive. (He'd failed.Nowe never showed up

[i_visionary]

The Corinthian tilted his head when the nurse came by with another patient. She said something air headed and he merely smiled at her. She was also on his list. He was going to tear her face off and pin it to the wall. Then he directed his 'gaze' to the patient she had brought.

"...Hello," He offered with a slight nod. He kept the immediate anger out of his voice. It was odd though, how a blind man would move to make eye contact. "I'm Mr. Ripley," there was a more than obvious taunt in his voice. The irony of the name hadn't been lost on him at all.

That had never been one of his aliases, however. Too obvious, too overdone and completely too boring. Jack Ripley, Jack the Ripper. Funny. Whoever was running this place had a real sense of humor.

[voiceless_rage]

Caim offered a half-shrug, still watching the blind man carefully. There was something strange about the way this man was holding himself, the way he moved ... how he'd turned when the nurse approached, how he was moving now to talk to Caim. How his face was directed at Caim, as if to make eye contact, as if to look at him.

Leonard rarely ever made movements like that. He turned towards sound, but never for very long. Caim had known the man for some time, and had grown accustomed to his actions as a blind man.

This Ripley was either recently blinded ... or not blind at all.

Caim sneered and turned his head away, switching the man to his blind side. There was no way for him to communicate with a blind man. He couldn't read anything written down, so what was the point?

[qui_gonjinn]

Qui-Gon decided the courtyard would be the most productive place to spend his time. It was moderately quiet and seeing some green, something else besides the white and utterly clean walls of the facilities would be nice, for a change, and he was pleased to note that they even had flowers. The nurse behind him gave a pat on his shoulder - or tried to, at any rate, because even standing on her tiptoes she fell a bit short.

"Nice and quiet here," she said, her young face lighting up with a smile that Qui-Gon could tell wasn't fake. It made her personal little void in the Force that much more jarring. "If you would like to go back to your room or have any questions, I'll be more than happy to help you."

Qui-Gon nodded, offering her a mild smile of his own. "Thank you."

The graying Jedi found his way toward the flowers and paused, noticing a young man - not that that stood out, there were several young men milling around the courtyard - and noticing the sign behind him. Oh, so this must have been that curious boy who had been talking

[traitors_smile]

Gin was far from feeling up to another outing when the nurse appeared to escort him, but the need to obtain information far outweighed the need for rest at this point. This time, rather than simply showing him the way, the nurse offered a list of choices. Perhaps this meant there was less chance of running into one of his former colleagues. He was still sore from his earlier fight with Abarai, dark bruises forming in several places, but at least his neck had stopped bleeding. And Ran's injuries, well he doubted they'd give him ice for that even if he asked. Served him right for underestimating her. She could be a conniving little sneak too if she put her mind to it.

He finally decided on the courtyard and walked carefully through the hallways with his escort, trying to commit the walkways to memory. Luckily, a courtyard was still outside in the open and afforded him a decent look at the world around him, as well as a breath of fresh air. It also showed him exactly what he'd be up against should he try to make an escape. It

[qui_gonjinn]

Qui-Gon looked up and smiled back, nodded toward the seat next to his on the bench. He wasn't particularly surprised to find that just like Reinforce and Yohji, he just couldn't seem to get a grasp on this new patient after what had happened in the Chapel. He couldn't seem to place this Gin's accent, but wasn't too troubled by it - the galaxy, after all, was a rather large place and it stood to reason that he couldn't have possibly seen and heard every inflection of Basic there was. At least they were speaking the same language.

"I'm Qui-Gon Jinn," he said, gazing out across the courtyard and enjoying the fact he could smell the flowers. One did get tired of the smell of disenfectants, after a point. He reached up and brushes his hair back over his shoulder, glancing at Gin. "Then I suppose you know just about this place as I do; I found myself here only a day or so ago."

[traitors_smile]

Gin inclined his head slightly in acknowledgement and took the seat Qui-Gon Jinn indicated. He sat casually, fingers laced together as he rested his arms on his knees. It wasn't a name he remembered from Soul Society, but then again, that didn't mean much.

"Ara~," he commented, "You're pretty new y'self then." Gin hoped the man was still worth his time. "Well I'll tell ya, even a day ah two's better n' none at all. Ah'm still not quite sure where 'here' even is. Don't s'pose you'd mind elaboratin' for a new fella like me?"

[lolishotatype]

[[from here]]

Maybe I should've let Tama-chan explain? No. It's OK. He'll figure it out. And with that, it was off to go look at the rest of the courtyard with his new friend. "Normally we have cake and tea and stuff too at Host Club meetings. Maybe later someone can bring us some." He wasn't sure if the nurses took requests like that, but it was worth a shot, and he did have begging strategies he could use, if all else failed

[bond_off_lame]

The sun was certainly doing its magic to him, fueling him with enough warmth to make his fingertips tingle with the heat of his power. Though Axel listened to another one of the blond's vague explanations, trying his best to fill in the details that were not yet mentioned. It was so peculiar to know that people used their time for such things as pleasantries, especially from one who was used to having too much time to do very little.

"Takashi?" Axel murmured, walking off the dirt path and over to a small patch of flora. He had to wrinkle his nose as Marluxia's face flashed in his head, shoving down the urge to pick several handfuls and throw them into the pond in distaste.

"So you had a partner to help you Host?" The redhead tried to conjure up an image of this person, wondering if he was any similar to the short individual standing nearby.

[lolishotatype]

Honey nodded. "His name is Takashi. He's actually my cousin, but we're kind of like Hosting partners too. He's really tall and he looks tough, but he's actually really nice. We're the same age, and we've always been in the same classes and everything."

The sunshine felt really nice, and it was a pretty day. He imagined if the twins were around - where were they, anyway, he wondered - that they'd be threatening to toss some poor girl into the pond. He looked around again. It was a little hard not having his cousin here, but he hoped that he was managing all right.