The dinner announcement came as something utterly unexpected. Rather than Harrington's excited tones, the calm accented voice of the General drifted through the intercom speakers
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Rapunzel had spent the rare shift alone after lunch with Soma, and who could blame her? When she had found out that the activity was arts and crafts, she had gone absolutely bananas
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Code 1-8? Don't tell me something else is going on now...
Tsubaki's brain felt fit to burst with all the stuff that had already happened, and she hadn't even been around to witness what had happened in the medical area. But being dinner shift, she and Rapunzel had the whole meal to continue where they had left off that morning, which was a definite plus. Tsubaki enjoyed dinner if only for the fact that it provided some solitude--maybe not much, but some.
Solitude was exactly what they needed when they still had the computer disc to deal with. Discussing what to do--or not do--with it was imperative. Although they seemed to have gotten away free and clear today, Tsubaki wasn't so confident that the lack of confrontation meant they were safe. They gone out on a limb and stolen the military's property right under their nose. What was more dangerous than that? That they could actually talk about the mission meant slip-ups were a possibility, too... If the soldiers loyal to the Institute's program felt suspicious enough to bring the axe
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Rapunzel's head perked up when she heard the doorknob turn. Ee! She's back! she thought, hands rising to her chest, balled up with excitement.
"Oh yeah, much, much better! I know I shouldn't be finding good things to say about the Insitute, but oh my gosh, that was so the afternoon I needed," she said with an enthusiastic nod, waving Tsubaki into the room. "Come on, sit down! Let's eat! Oh! And I have something for you! It's on the bed," she said while walking backwards to her own bed, snagging her disgusting pink porridge off the night stand.
"How about you? Did you do anything to relax? Talk to anyone interesting?" she asked. Then she gave a playful wink. "Have any dreams?"
F15: The Room Where Cuteness Knows No BoundsthecamelliaSeptember 6 2011, 04:23:17 UTC
Tsubaki smiled. Wow! Rapunzel's attitude was positively sunny, and that said something about her if she refused to let the Institute flatten her mood, though there was plenty of justification for her to be down in the dumps. She was glad to see Rapunzel bouncing back so quickly
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Re: F15: The Room Where Cuteness Knows No BoundshairraisingSeptember 6 2011, 08:49:43 UTC
Rapunzel watched eagerly as Tsubaki made her way over to the bed, and savoured every single change in the other girl's expression, every little movement she made. She followed Tsubaki's fingers as they traced the grass and moon, and felt her cheeks glow more red from smiling with every passing moment.
She likes it! She likes iiiiit!Rapunzel gave a mental cheer, lightly balling her hand and pulling it down in what more modern types would have called a "boo yah" motion
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It would have been an effort not to appreciate Rapunzel's effort, but then Rapunzel herself had admitted she had spent most of her life sheltered in a tower. How many people could she have been able to share her hobbies with during that time? The blonde's laser-like focus probably had something to do with that, but underneath her smile Tsubaki was the tiniest bit bemused by the impact her approval had
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Still riding on the high of Tsubaki's compliments, Rapunzel answered the other girl's thanks with a bit of a blush, but no less of a smile: "Well, you have your way of helping, and I have mine, right?" She laughed, adding, "I'd be a pretty horrible friend if I'd just left you there."
And then a moment later, the figure of "three weeks" finally sunk in, and Rapunzel's eyes widened. "Wait, you've been here that long? Oh my gosh, I can't even imagine- Wow, that can't have been the only bad thing to have happened to you in all that time, then..." said the princess, her expression finally falling somewhat. As soon as she caught herself, however, she shook her head and nudged herself back into optimism. "But I guess that also means you're a really strong person if you can still be smiling and helping people after all that time. The patients here are lucky to have someone like you around." And so am I.After a little while, Rapunzel (finally) finished with her dinner (somehow, ugh). With that out of the way, she got up and headed for her
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"It worked out and that's all that matters," replied Tsubaki, nodding. For working together for the first time, they'd pulled through with no lasting casualties, and considering the odds, that was a huge success! Rapunzel didn't just have skills in healing and the arts, though--she was also a pretty observant person. She knew what having been around for three weeks probably meant. Letting out a small laugh, Tsubaki waved off the sombre tones surrounding the subject of her stay. "Everyone has to try and be a strong person in their own way. It helps knowing there are so many people you can rely on here. No one's really alone--that's a big source of strength. Things like the art you posted to the bulletin, that puts people at ease, seeing others still enjoying themselves
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For a moment, Rapunzel was tempted to hide the dagger from Tsubaki. Even after the night they'd shared, she wasn't sure the feelings called up by the dagger's familiar shape were ones she wanted to talk about with her roommate (or anyone else) right then. It was too late to put the weapon away once Tsubaki looked up, however. And besides, Rapunzel told herself, Tsubaki seemed like a good person to have as a friend; she could trust her, she thought, even as her stomach looped up in knots
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It obviously meant something, the weapon, but just what Tsubaki couldn't say. The way Rapunzel looked at it didn't point to a simple bout of homesickness or sadness, even though when somebody used the past tense like Rapunzel did, it wasn't usually in a pleasant sense. Asking just what she meant by "had" likely wouldn't summon the most pleasant of memories, at that.
She blinked, watching the other girl's face, before absently turning to face her own box. It wasn't her place to comment on a matter that had come about because of a reluctant surprise.
"Let's see..." Putting her journal down, she lifted the lid. "When new things show up in the rooms, it has to be because they put them there..." There was indeed something mixed in with Tsubaki's things that hadn't been there before--a box of some unknown substance. She picked it up and shook it. Unlike the dagger, it wasn't something that pinged a personal memory for her. In fact, what was it? She had the idea to sniff the contents, but as she read over the small label, she realized
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"Huh..." Whatever kind of poison it was, it didn't seem to hold the kind of significance for Tsubaki that the dagger held for Rapunzel. That was strange. Were they just random rewards that the military had pulled out of a junk drawer, then? She wouldn't have been surprised.
Probably better to get their minds back on more important things, she thought. "Who knows? Maybe it'll come in handy sometime, like tomorrow night. We could go out together and... take care of that thing we have to take care of," said Rapunzel, subtly nodding her head toward her bed, where the stolen disc hid sandwiched between mattress and box spring.
"Think there's anything we can do about that?" she asked, pulling her dress and frying pan out of her box and leaving the dagger where it was for the moment.
"Huh" was a good way to put it. Tsubaki wasn't opposed to using poisons on people if the circumstances called for it, if the vermin poison was indeed the reward for making it through the mission, it was a morbid gift for an already morbid system of forcing people into dangerous labour.
She didn't know what to do with the box, either, and settled for putting back inside her storage container along with Rapunzel's painting. They would be relatively safe inside there. The poision just wasn't something she was ready to try and take out of the room with her. She wondered if Rapunzel was going to leave the dagger behind, too; it obviously hadn't invoked good feelings.
Tsubaki looked over as Rapunzel brought up their plans and straightened up. Right, the other item they were storing in their room. "Yeah... hey, before we worry about that, maybe you could give me an opinion on something else I'm working on. You have an eye for art." Shielding her journal from view, she scribbled out a quick message and moved closer to show it to Rapunzel
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"Oh?" Rapunzel was confused. What did wanting an opinion on art have to do with the disc? It wasn't until Rapunzel carried her things over to Tsubaki and her journal that she realized what her friend was doing. Ohhhh. Duhh. She shouldn't have been surprised. She had been half-doing the same thing herself, if only out of vague paranoia. Now that she knew that yes, the Institute did have ways of watching and listening, she knew that she had to be extra careful to keep up that kind of talk.
"Looks good to me! I think you should keep it up," she answered, eyes shifting back and forth for a moment over the paper to make it look as though she were appraising it.
And then the conversation turned to her choice of weaponry. "Oh, this?" She had to grin a bit, thinking back to Eugene and his "daring" duel with Maximus. "Only one of the most underrated weapons in history," she answered, striking a "Flynn Rider"-like pose with the pan in hand. The movement just happened to create a curtain of hair hanging off her outstretched arm, which just
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Not the most covert operation in history, but unless all eyes were rooted on their cell and what they were doing in it, the message would do the trick. Realistically, it was likely they were being watched extra closely because of the mission, but the entire day had passed without so much as an out of place look from the soldiers. Tsubaki thought there was no immediate reprisal in store, at least
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Tsubaki's brain felt fit to burst with all the stuff that had already happened, and she hadn't even been around to witness what had happened in the medical area. But being dinner shift, she and Rapunzel had the whole meal to continue where they had left off that morning, which was a definite plus. Tsubaki enjoyed dinner if only for the fact that it provided some solitude--maybe not much, but some.
Solitude was exactly what they needed when they still had the computer disc to deal with. Discussing what to do--or not do--with it was imperative. Although they seemed to have gotten away free and clear today, Tsubaki wasn't so confident that the lack of confrontation meant they were safe. They gone out on a limb and stolen the military's property right under their nose. What was more dangerous than that? That they could actually talk about the mission meant slip-ups were a possibility, too... If the soldiers loyal to the Institute's program felt suspicious enough to bring the axe ( ... )
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"Oh yeah, much, much better! I know I shouldn't be finding good things to say about the Insitute, but oh my gosh, that was so the afternoon I needed," she said with an enthusiastic nod, waving Tsubaki into the room. "Come on, sit down! Let's eat! Oh! And I have something for you! It's on the bed," she said while walking backwards to her own bed, snagging her disgusting pink porridge off the night stand.
"How about you? Did you do anything to relax? Talk to anyone interesting?" she asked. Then she gave a playful wink. "Have any dreams?"
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She likes it! She likes iiiiit!Rapunzel gave a mental cheer, lightly balling her hand and pulling it down in what more modern types would have called a "boo yah" motion ( ... )
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And then a moment later, the figure of "three weeks" finally sunk in, and Rapunzel's eyes widened. "Wait, you've been here that long? Oh my gosh, I can't even imagine- Wow, that can't have been the only bad thing to have happened to you in all that time, then..." said the princess, her expression finally falling somewhat. As soon as she caught herself, however, she shook her head and nudged herself back into optimism. "But I guess that also means you're a really strong person if you can still be smiling and helping people after all that time. The patients here are lucky to have someone like you around." And so am I.After a little while, Rapunzel (finally) finished with her dinner (somehow, ugh). With that out of the way, she got up and headed for her ( ... )
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She blinked, watching the other girl's face, before absently turning to face her own box. It wasn't her place to comment on a matter that had come about because of a reluctant surprise.
"Let's see..." Putting her journal down, she lifted the lid. "When new things show up in the rooms, it has to be because they put them there..." There was indeed something mixed in with Tsubaki's things that hadn't been there before--a box of some unknown substance. She picked it up and shook it. Unlike the dagger, it wasn't something that pinged a personal memory for her. In fact, what was it? She had the idea to sniff the contents, but as she read over the small label, she realized ( ... )
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Probably better to get their minds back on more important things, she thought. "Who knows? Maybe it'll come in handy sometime, like tomorrow night. We could go out together and... take care of that thing we have to take care of," said Rapunzel, subtly nodding her head toward her bed, where the stolen disc hid sandwiched between mattress and box spring.
"Think there's anything we can do about that?" she asked, pulling her dress and frying pan out of her box and leaving the dagger where it was for the moment.
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She didn't know what to do with the box, either, and settled for putting back inside her storage container along with Rapunzel's painting. They would be relatively safe inside there. The poision just wasn't something she was ready to try and take out of the room with her. She wondered if Rapunzel was going to leave the dagger behind, too; it obviously hadn't invoked good feelings.
Tsubaki looked over as Rapunzel brought up their plans and straightened up. Right, the other item they were storing in their room. "Yeah... hey, before we worry about that, maybe you could give me an opinion on something else I'm working on. You have an eye for art." Shielding her journal from view, she scribbled out a quick message and moved closer to show it to Rapunzel ( ... )
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"Looks good to me! I think you should keep it up," she answered, eyes shifting back and forth for a moment over the paper to make it look as though she were appraising it.
And then the conversation turned to her choice of weaponry. "Oh, this?" She had to grin a bit, thinking back to Eugene and his "daring" duel with Maximus. "Only one of the most underrated weapons in history," she answered, striking a "Flynn Rider"-like pose with the pan in hand. The movement just happened to create a curtain of hair hanging off her outstretched arm, which just ( ... )
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