Day 23: Sun Room, Evening Shift

[high_prosecutor]

Miles Edgeworth had quietly snuck off to a corner of the cafeteria during lunch, avoiding making conversations. He knew other people would probably lecture him later or accuse him of avoiding them, but that hadn't been true at all. He'd just wanted some time to work quietly by himself for a while

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[heavensequal]

Despite not being in a particularly social mood, Goku had decided to head towards the Sun Room. This was, in part anyway, because of his last experience in the Game Room. Sure, that sort of isolation was what he wanted right now, but it had been a little too heavy. The room was basically uninhabited, and the whispering people in the corner had confused him. Or maybe not helped at all with his situation, which was surprisingly like his current one. Well, at least in the way that it connected to Sanzo.

.. Why did it seem like, no matter what, Sanzo was his constant source of .. of.. whatever this was? He would have thought, ‘I wish I didn’t feel like this,’ or something equally lame, however that made a few more implications than he liked. Especially right now, when he wasn’t completely sure his keeper was alive. Yeah, and if he managed to think that and Sanzo had really.. .. but, right, he definitely couldn’t. Sanzo couldn’t die; he was too strong for that? And he wouldn’t accept it either; someone like Sanzo would probably come back

[opposingheaven]

"Hey kid." Kenren settled down on the couch next to Goku, stretching his arms along the top of it, closing his eyes and dropping his head back for a moment. He did not particularly want to have this cconversation, but he needed to get it done at some point. Who knew when he'd be able to catch Goku again?

The kid didn't look too well, and he would've reached out to ruffle his hair, but in this state, Goku didn't even know him. It wouldn't be appropriate. He wasn't entirely sure when that had started mattering to him.

[heavensequal]

Kenren. Somehow, that was really fitting; perhaps more than Goku could imagine too. Still, even if this was someone he'd wanted to talk to for a while, it was an invasion of the space he'd wanted to keep. That made it unwelcome. .. But this was Kenren, so.. he could tolerate that. Who knew, maybe he'd get lucky and this could provide a better distraction than rest. Yeah, that was a definite possibility.

"Hey," Goku repeated slowly, detaching himself from where he'd been pressed against the cushions. He would have sat up completely, but that would take some maneuvering. Unless he wanted to bop Kenren on the head with his heel, then he could do it pretty easily.

[opposingheaven]

Kenren shifted up on the sofa a little, giving Goku more room if he wanted it. He sighed softly and smiled at him apologetically. "Look, if you don't want me here, I can go," he said quietly. "But we never finished talking yesterday, so if you wanted to ask me anything..."

He let the words trail off, leaving it up to Goku to decide. He wasn't gonna' force anything on the kid, but the fact that Kenren was there had to raise questions.

[clockmongler]

"Now, now, Daniel," all smiles, creepily so, "I know you're having a rough day today, but I just thought this little kitten might want a warm lap

[blood_and_pocky]

The later on in the day, the less excuse Aidou had to complain about the sunlight. His conversation with Jack had taken up most of his lunch, and he'd had little time to consider the facts of Landel's Institute as he knew them so far. He'd been planning on either napping, or using his journal to review and analyse what he knew - in the end, he figured the Sun Room fit either option. No one appeared to ever notice anything amiss in the daytime, but he wanted to take a close look at the room himself. After all, just a mere handful of hours earlier, there had been blood splatter and bullet holes. How did an entire facility revert to being spotless between day and night

[clockmongler]

Already torn chest + claws = no. It's safe to say whatever nap X planned on was ruined whenever Aidou walked into the room.

"Ah- Tyche!" Of course, the promise of "no claws in flesh" just had to be broken, and as tiny as those claws were, it still broke through the cloth and into the skin just under it. Scrambling, Luxord had managed to pry the hissing cat off him and held her by the scruff, cooing to her and trying to lightly pet her through all the thrashing. "Shh, peanut, shh. It's okay, no one's going to hurt you."

Odd, how he could be seemingly caring with a kitten but not with another person.

Of course humans could not sense a vampire, but Nobodies knew when something was wrong. His blue eyes narrowed and the Gambler almost sneered at the man, clutching the poor animal closer in some attempt to sooth (or maybe just quit her flailing and clawing). "Do you mind? You're scaring the cat."

[blood_and_pocky]

That little ball of fluff certainly had his scent now. There wasn't much to be done - it'd look stupid backing out of the room because of a frantic cat (and the planet flying out of orbit and crashing into the moon had a higher percentage of happening than Aidou giving way for an animal). At his elbow, his nurse sighed, making a note of something on her clipboard. "Those cats..." she muttered under breath, most likely not intending for him to overhear. "All right. Enjoy your shift, Mr. Fairbairn." Either the staff that was present during the day honestly thought he was human, or they were in on a very elaborate venture.

Flicking a glance at the watchful nurses, he noted their expressions; they were also staring at the cat, not him. All "Aidan" could say for sure was that the man's blood smelled foul. Something wasn't right with him, either

[offduty]

Usually, Reno would’ve crashed on a couch somewhere, but with the burns on his back, it probably wasn’t a good idea to lean against anything.

He found a chair by a table instead and rested his chin in one hand while idly twirling a pen in the other. He’d noticed that he never felt quite as tired as he should’ve, considering all the nights he spent running around awake. He passed it off as another Only At Landel’s mystery effect. He’d learned not to ask questions with the Turks, but he was starting to not even question things period here.

The Sun Room was almost empty, with the exception of a few patients (and was that a cat?) He stared absently at the area in front of him, letting his mind wander at will-although a part of him kept alert. Just in case Sephiroth decided to take a seat beside him or something.

[lustful_thing]

Lust immediately went to the Sun Room. She had meant what she said, about keeping allies from Envy. And so she would post on that board, to make it known he was untrustworthy.

She pulled out her journal and took a seat near a red haired man who looked a bit...despondent, she supposed.

"Lonely?" she asked, her flirtatious nature kicking in without her even thinking of it. She lowered her eyelids and smiled, her body angled casually to draw attention to her breasts. It was simply second nature to her, regardless of whether or not she was involved.

Besides, there was no harm in letting them look.

[offduty]

Reno had been minutes away from drifting off to sleep, but the sudden presence beside him woke him up. Really woke him up, actually, when he looked over.

"Maybe," he said, flashing her an equally flirtatious smile. "But that would be a thing of the past, yeah?"

He tilted his head, letting his gaze linger just long enough. From the way she sat and spoke, he suspected she wouldn't mind. And she was an eye-catcher. Even the drab, grey clothing didn't manage to hide that fact.

"Mind if I get a name I can put to the pretty face?"

[lustful_thing]

"I'm Lust." She offered her hand, returning his look with one of her own. She didn't miss the way he looked, and she didn't blush or turn away as a coy maiden would. Rather she looked him over in return, her lips still curved up in a small smile.

"And you are...?"

[stray_shinigami]

Renji sat down somewhere he'd be easy to spot and simply waited, eyes half-closed. There were quite a few people he was supposed to chat with this shift; hopefully he'd get it all taken care of. He was still mulling over how to work things for tonight, since he wouldn't be able to go exploring, most likely. If nothing else, he needed to make certain that the kids all had somoene.

[fuyunohanabi]

It took only a moment to spot Renji. The Sun Room was still nearly empty allowing Rangiku to scope out all of the occupants. Like the red-head from her first day being blatantly hit on by a woman with dark hair. She recognised the signs.

She flopped down on the couch near to Renji, sprawling comfortably. Sofas were one of her favourite places to nap, even though the habit annoyed Hitsugaya on occasion (he didn't mind really though, she could tell). SHe wondered vaugely whether she could get churros added to the menu in Soul Society. She'd rather enjoyed the one she'd had.

She stretched langruously and then turned her attention to Renji. "So, what are we doing for our ARts and Crafts project?"

[stray_shinigami]

Through serious effort, Renji managed to not stare at Rangiku's breasts. He'd gotten in enough trouble when he'd been drugged; he was having no more of that.

"I made a deal with one of the alchemists - Ed - before the other guy put his thing on the bulletin board," he said. "So I'm going to be dealing with that tonight. It'd be a damn waste if I made everyone else cool their heels waiting on it when you could be accomplishing something. Can you take charge for tonight? I can give you a sketch of what I already know, and tell you where the hallway I wanted to hit last night is."

He trusted Rangiku to be able to take care of things and defend the group if necessary; she was a Vice-Captain too, after all, and had been one longer then him.

[fuyunohanabi]

Rangiku forced down a smirk at Renji's obvious not staring. At least she could maybe distract him a little? He looked like he could use one. She glanced down at her chest, pouting slightly. "Na, those churro things leave crumbs everywhere." She raised her hand to brush imaginary crumbs off her top and the skin exposed by the neck of her T-shirt. "I think some went down my shirt."

It only took a moment though to turn her attention to important things, her eyes narrowing seriously. She nodded sharply. "I can do that. Who and how many?" She tapped her lips consideringly with one finger. "I have to collect a knife off someone first thing, so maybe if we met at this alchemist's room. I'm surious to see what he's like."

[prisonerofdeath]

Fox was slightly nervous as he sat down in the sun room to wait for Lyta. The idea of having someone poking around inside his very mind, looking through his memories, was an unpleasant one... but he wanted to know, wanted to remember.

Maybe it was the fact that Big Boss remembered nothing that Fox wanted to remember everything. Or the idea that he might lose ALL of his memories if the Head Doctor had his way.

Fox forced himself to calm down, adjusting the bandanna and getting comfortable on the couch while he waited.

[ontheabyss]

Lyta reached out gently and grabbed Fox's mental signature and followed it into the Sun Room. Good, he was on a couch. That would make this much easier.

She was really going to be testing herself here, and she knew it. But she needed to do this. And she could spend a while recovering.

"Hey," she said, settling down on the couch next to Fox. Now how to do this without making it look strange or draw unwanted attention? Aha.

"Lay down and put your head in my lap."

[prisonerofdeath]

The desire to make a suggestive remark was easily suppressed in this situation. It was quite strange to have someone ordering him around, and he was briefly reminded of other very pushy women he'd known.

"Yes ma'am."

Fox smirked briefly before letting the expression fade as he did what he was told, lying down sideways and curling up slightly on the couch, putting his head in her lap and getting comfortable in his new, horizontal position.

[ontheabyss]

"This way, if anyone looks over, I'm just massaging away a headache. And if they think we're lovers, they'll leave us alone." She didn't want to be interupted.

"I'm going to go into your mind. I'm going to look for buried memories. Whatever I see in there will be kept between us, and I won't go looking for anything but those memories. Do I have your permission to do this?" She was going to observe protocal, after all. Already her fingertips were at Fox's temples, moving in a circular motion.