Day 59: Cafeteria (noon)
By the time lunch rolled around, things still weren't getting any better. The voices hadn't gone away; instead, Firo was pretty sure they were getting more frequent. Ennis had been silent since last night, but Czes's voice had been an insistent buzz in his ear all morning
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She collected a tray and stayed standing, watching as patients filed in, until a few of the soldiers shooed her to the end of a table. A lot of people were making faces at the food. Huh. She took a bite, which didn't taste any different. Then she firmly put a lid on her hunger and went back to watching for Rita, ready to flag her down if she came in.
[Rita]
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"They weren't happy with how many people had opted for their little experiment." She reached her right hand up to her left shoulder, and ran her fingers over it; the bandages weren't visible under her uniform, but the dressing crinkled a bit under her hand. "So they insisted. It sounds like people got different things, but mine turned into a bite. Like those zombies in town."
"I don't know how long it'll last. I didn't bite anyone last night, but it was close. Too close." She bit her lip. Gently, that was. "I don't know if it would be safe."
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But that was about as Taura got before losing Rita completely. A bite? What bite? Zombies? As far as Rita was concerned, those were about as real as ghosts (which was to say, not at all), but it sounded like Taura was referring to something specific. Whatever it was, Rita clearly wasn't in on it.
"Wait, hold on. What?" Rita interjected, raising a hand to stop Taura from getting any further before she could catch up. "What zombies? What are you talking about?" She didn't bite anyone? Part of Rita had a feeling she knew what Taura was getting at, but it was hard to believe. She'd need to know the specifics, first and foremost.
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"I didn't get bitten, but a lot of people did." Or worse, though the only death she knew of had been an accident. Friendly fire, isn't. "They started turning into the creatures at night, but not all the way ( ... )
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Rita furrowed her brow as she studied Taura. "And you're saying this is happening to you?" There were a lot of aspects Rita wanted to press on, but she settled for asking what seemed important. "How much is 'not all the way'?" It sounded like Taura was warning that she'd be unsafe to travel with, but without any details, Rita wouldn't be able to assess that danger.
To Taura's other question, she shook her head. "Didn't see anything like that. I got mistaken for a dead person, if that counts." She scoffed, irritated by the very thought of it.
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"I think I'll know in time if I need to send you away, but if I say go, go. I'll be able to take care of myself." Two or three days, the bulletin post had said, which meant there was an ending, and take care of herself wasn't going to need to be drastic. Just staying alive would be enough, and Taura was good at that.
That answered, she took advantage of Rita's topic change. "How did that happen?" she said, gesturing at Rita with her spoon.
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"They injected my roommate, too. I was assuming it was all the same, but now it sounds like it was a little bit of everything." That might explain TK and Armand being in the infirmary -- they could have hit her with two doses in that syringe, and seeing ghosts here was becoming decidedly routine.
Though that would mean something had happened to TK -- damn. He might have died alone and no one had even known to mourn him. She'd promised him a space in the Dendarii -- even if he'd survived to leave, he didn't have a home left to go back to, just an exploding space station. A pointless death even if the war might have had a reason; they'd never talked about the details.
"It feels like they're getting desperate. For answers, or results, or something. Else why spring all of this on us at once?"
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Shifting in her seat, Rita set her crossed arms on the table and leaned on them a bit. "Desperate? I don't know..." She glanced around the room, her eyes still narrowed. "From the start, it sounded like they were determined to show they could be a hundred times more efficient than the Head Doctor. This could all be part of a set procedure."
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"If it's set procedure, their organization stinks. Maybe Aguilar's really a committee." She said it with the same disgust most people would use for garbage, biological. "They're throwing a dozen threats against us, but not committing to any of them."
"Not that I'm complaining, mind you." She leaned in towards Rita in return. "I still think our best bet is to keep them going after each other. The more they attack each other, and open doors just to show off, the more options we have."
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In the end, she nodded. "Right. And the more enemies they have to watch out for, the less they can watch us." It sounded like the Head Doctor had a better grasp of the workings of the basement than the military did. Perhaps they could get through while Landel was absent and the military was both unprepared and preoccupied....
The intercom sounded then, and the shift change was announced. Rita didn't move to get up right away, though: she still had one more thing to confirm. "Where should we meet?"
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She wanted to say more -- why do you trust me? or If I'm late, assume I'm not coming, but that would be as much of a betrayal of trust as anything else. Rita, for whatever reason, thought that a zombie was the lesser danger, and Taura would honor it. She'd pick the same, if it were her. And she had no doubts about what Goku would say, though if she got a chance she'd ask him, too. He'd enjoy a rematch if it came to it.
"I'll see you tonight." She nodded, with more confidence than she felt, and marched off into the Sun Room.
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