Day 58: Cafeteria

[gald_digger]

Anise woke up feeling lucky to be alive. She still felt a bit waterlogged, even though her skin, hair, and clothes were completely dry. During last night's adventures, she'd swallowed a lot of water, and it still felt heavy and disgusting in her stomach. Her arms and legs were tired from treading water. Lying still in her bed, she still kind of

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[bodhiandspirit]

It looked like Rita's group made some progress last night, though it was hard to guess at what they'd progressed towards, or how close they were to reaching it.

For now, it was morning, and Rita had some results she wanted to record in her notes. Last night, she'd performed a heraldry spell flawlessly - save for the fatigue that came with any sort of spell she cast at the institute. Rita brought her notebook with her as she went to breakfast.

The repulsive slop she was served was set down at a table and promptly pushed away so that she wouldn't have to smell it. Rather than making any move to eat, Rita occupied herself with making additions and revisions to her research. The world outside of herself and her notes may as well have not existed.

[for Claude]

[bodhiandspirit]

As expected, Claude seemed uncomfortable with Rita's request. She knew she was asking him to describe something he'd rather forget... but she wasn't going to back down on that. Rita needed all the information she could get her hands on.

The military uniform was kind of a problem. While Rita was dying to see that crest for herself, she couldn't insist on something that simply couldn't be done. "I guess there's no choice, so... all right. We'll leave that for another day."

Since he'd agreed, Rita's pen began to move, and she started writing the promised explanation. "I'm listening," she told Claude, though it may have looked like she wasn't. Her eyes were on her writing, though her ears were focused on what Claude was about to tell her.