Day 50: Intercom, Evening

[damned_intercom]

As expected, after the allotted amount of time had passed, the nurses started to move through the waiting rooms to inform the visitors that it was time for them to leave, whereas in the Sun Room King Kong was turned off and the staff quickly sprung to action to put the equipment away

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F14

[repeatingfate]

Rika was quiet as she entered her room. She supposed she must have fallen asleep, only catching a glimpse of short blonde hair and a green dress as the person wearing it walked away.

Satoko.

She had wanted to call out, to tell her to wait, but she hadn't. All Rika could do was watch her friend turn and leave, all of her words caught behind a lump in her throat. She couldn't speak, couldn't move.

Instead, she'd merely gone quietly back, trying to find - if not a brave face, a happy face to show her roommate. She was better at that than she should be, digging deep and remembering happier times. All those 'battles of five evils' at Watanagashi, all the games, all the club activities.

...maybe tomorrow she'd try to start something like that. A game club could be fun, even if she wasn't a natural leader.

Re: F14

[gald_digger]

All in all, it had been a decently productive day. Anise learned a few things about the ruins from Aidou, she spent some quality time with Claude, and she finally touched base with Natalia after what felt like a really long time. Now, was the night going to go just as smoothly?

...Well, it couldn't be as messed-up as last night, right?

"'Evening!" the girl sang when she spotted her roommate already in the room. The steak on her desk was also a welcome sight. Maybe she could get the recipe off a staff member, like she did for their chocolate cake. Then when she got home to Auldrant, she could auction off the alien recipes at outrageous prices...

Hey, a girl could always hope.

Anise sat down at her desk, picking up her fork and flashing Rika a friendly smile before starting to eat. "So, how've you been?"

Re: F14

[repeatingfate]

"Hi, Anise!", Rika answered, smiling back. That little bit of reminiscing had actually helped her mood, and she was nibbling on her french fries happily by the time her roommate arrived.

"I'm pretty good. I made a kitten friend earlier," she said, inbetween bites. She had decided she needed to learn to make these one day, maybe at night or something.

"But last night...well, it was a little crazy. I at least got to see the ocean for the first time. It's really pretty! I wish I'd had a little more time to spend out there. But I can't figure out how in the world we all got there. That part was wild."

Re: F14

[gald_digger]

"The ocean...?" Anise took a moment to finish chewing, then asked, "You mean, like... how some people suddenly ended up on their home worlds last night?" So it happened to Rika, too? Only it didn't sound like she ended up anywhere she recognized. Maybe it was someone else's world?

"I got to see Auldrant last night, myself," Anise explained, waving her fork as she spoke. "I was with some friends, and we tried to go outside, but the next thing we knew, we were in the throne room of the King of Kimlasca!"

Normally, that would be pretty exciting, but getting treated like a ghost while she was there was seriously creepy. It had probably been hardest on Luke, having his parents standing just in front of him, but not being able to talk to them. Anise might have panicked a bit if she were in his shoes.

F5

[givemeoblivion]

There was only one block for female patients, so Callisto wasn't surprised to be led in that direction. She wasn't really all that surprised to be taken into a different hall and room once in it, either. After all, if she'd been gone for a week then chances were everyone had been moved around. She'd seen it happen while she'd been in the Institute prior to her death.

The meal served was typical Landel's fare. Perhaps that's what happened to those that simply disappeared - they were fed to some monster in the catacombs after being stuffed full of food day after day. Wouldn't that be a pleasant surprised to those that hoped the best for their missing friends? It was doubtful, though, considering they weren't exactly forced to eat most of the time, and nurses encouraging someone who'd already skipped a meal or two didn't really count for much.

Callisto ignored the steak for the moment, poking at the cheesecake with her fork instead before taking a bite. ...That was definitely going to be eaten first.

F5

[mind_the_sukima]

If Callisto was expecting a different roommate, however... she was sorely mistaken.

After a journey that, much like this morning, had involved waking her up several times along the way and keeping her from falling asleep on her feet, Yukari finally made it back to her room, stepping inside and regarding Callisto in much the way one regards a mirage or deja-vu - with a sense of detached curiosity with underlying doubt and dismissal.

"This seems familiar somehow," she muttered, still watching Callisto suspiciously as she moved around the woman to her desk. Having not really eaten all day, her stomach was putting up some protests to the simply "go to bed right now" plan of inaction.

Re: F5

[givemeoblivion]

Wasn't that quaint? She'd been led away from talking with her former roommate only to find out that the word 'former' didn't actually apply. All this time, a change in hallways, and she was still rooming with the same woman? What could their reasoning be? And why not simply walk them both to the room together?

Of course, Yukari hadn't become any more awake during the walk from the sun room to here. Perhaps the other blonde would fall face first into her plate and save them the trouble of further conversation. She certainly hoped the comment she'd just made hadn't been a serious one.

"They overestimate my tolerance for you," Callisto frowned in the meanwhile. "Think maybe I like you enough not to kill you while you sleep. Kind of a gamble, isn't it?"

F5

[mind_the_sukima]

"Maybe killing me in my sleep is exactly what they want," the youkai suggested, rather unwisely. Taking a seat, she considered the food before her. Ah, more heavy western fare... on the other hand, at least it didn't seem fried. Well, except for the fries. Which she started nibbling on immediately.

"Besides, betting is a well-known and time-honored way of entertaining oneself," she rambled. She paused, a fry hanging from her mouth. "I wonder what they're betting."

Shrugging, she returned to working on her food.

M64

[arc_wrench]

Cheesecake? Why would he ever like something meatbags invented called "cheesecake"? It didn't even involve anything interesting to attract his attention!

Really, HK just wanted this bit to end so that he could go team up with Lugnut (probably), set out to fulfill some meaningful objective (hopefully) and kill something along the way (oh by the Maker, let it happen, please).

Until then, he was left here. Staring at this... cheesecake. Urgh, yuck.

M7

[mitase]

Hanatarou had halfway wished to get a visitor himself, just to see what all the fuss was about, but apparently it wasn't to be. It wasn't surprising, not really-- after all, who would really want to visit him? Oh, well. It wasn't that important, and he'd managed to get something accomplished, even if it was only something small. As usual.

Maybe he couldn't find a way out of here. Maybe he couldn't do anything really helpful to anyone. But at least he could help the medics find supplies, and hopefully find someone to help tonight. Someone who would actually let him help them, too. That was probably a vain hope, but it still lingered.

The healer offered a vague sort of smile at his nurse as she wished him a good evening, then dropped into his chair to examine tonight's dinner. He wasn't really all that hungry; he'd had a decent lunch (or "brunch" as they had called it, whatever that meant) and hadn't been doing a whole lot lately. Still, though, he should eat, so he picked up the fork and started picking at the strips of fried potato

[scintillatingly]

Getting to check up with Ritsuka had been nice, and getting to talk to someone else who'd had to see a good friend had made Sora feel a little better, in a way. It had let him know he wasn't the only one going through it, while also giving him hope that they would all snap their friends out of it someday. It might take time -- Sora had admitted that to himself -- but they would do it

[mitase]

"Hello, Sora-san," Hanatarou replied, glancing up with a small but genuine smile when his roommate arrived. It had become part of the expected routine that, no matter what else happened during the day, he could at least visit with someone nice for dinner. He was even accustomed by now to the fact that Sora was nice all the time (except for that one day, but it seemed to have been a very unusual thing) and didn't bother to question it anymore. Much.

"It was all right. Normal?" He'd spoken to a few people, made plans for the night, not accomplished anything terribly interesting. It was how his days usually went around here. Hanatarou shrugged slightly and turned to start cutting up the piece of meat on his plate. "No, I... didn't watch it. Did you?"

[scintillatingly]

In a way, having a normal day might be the best thing. Sora knew that he usually got bored when things went along too smoothly, but that was probably his own flaw. Hoping for things to happen usually resulted in something bad happening. He still wasn't sure if ending up in Traverse Town that one night counted as good or bad. On the one hand, he'd been given the chance to save worlds and help people, but on the other... Well, he and his friends had been put through a lot of painful things as a result of it

M12

[rocksthecourt]

Klavier must have been left in more of a daze than he had realized. He hadn't really registered much of the walk back to the rooms until the woman opened the door for him. He didn't walk in at first, only staring into the room ominously until the nurse got him to walk through the door

Re: M12

[oftemptation]

Endrance was already inside the room by the time Klavier arrived, not even hearing him come in at first. He was thinking over the events of the night before.

Will we see a glimpse of home again tonight?

Endrance's thoughts were focused on that slim chance. If they got to go home a second time, would they stay there? Would the 'log out' feature work? Would they...actually be free?

And if that happened, what then? Would he...lose contact with the one he held most dear? No. No, they would --

He looked up just then, finally noticing that his roommate had arrived. Endrance shook his head a little, trying to snap out of those thoughts - out of thinking of home too much - and after a moment, spoke.

"...are you all right? You look troubled."

Re: M12

[rocksthecourt]

Klavier looked up to face his roommate and simply blinked at him for a moment as though he was having trouble recognizing the guy. He hadn't even noticed Endrance was in the room himself. ...Actually, how long had he been sitting here? He only just arrived, right? Come on, Gavin. Sitting here losing focus wasn't going to do himself or anyone else any good. He exhaled heavily and shook his head as though exhausted. In many ways, he really was

Re: M12

[oftemptation]

Endrance nodded, pushing a few lettuce leaves from the large salad they'd left him around on the plate. He could understand that, especially after the night before - and the night everyone had died, and the night Doyleton had turned into hell. It was enough to wear anyone down. He had to admit, it was becoming puzzling. Too puzzling.

The memory of being in a completely deserted Lumina Cloth came rushing back, and he closed his eyes for a moment, thinking. Had there been anything any of them could do? No. The answer was no...wasn't it?

"I don't understand it myself...last night just made things more confusing. What would their purpose be in letting me see home for a night, then waking up here again? I...I don't understand it, nor do I know what to think..."

He pushed the tray away after a minute, not feeling like he wanted to eat anything. "I...think I'm going in a circle. None of my thoughts make sense to me..."