Day 60: Recreational Field (Third Shift)

[razing_phoenix]

It was definitely a good thing that Tear had tracked him down, seeing how she'd had a wealth of interesting information for him. Granted, a lot of it he could have guessed himself, especially the details about Landel's capabilities, but it was always good to have it confirmed by a trustworthy source

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[sortaheadstrong]

It was just one strange thing after another today, but Celty was at least thankful that one of those things was getting food instead of a pink substitute. Even if said food did come in a bag once Lunch rolled around

[train_tracer]

While his day hadn't been very interesting so far, the events of last night more than made up for it, Claire decided. The basement! He'd been whisked off back into his room before he'd had enough time to explore, but, after a bit of a tantrum that involved a rather distressed nurse (she'd even threatened calling orderlies on him if he didn't get up right now and stop destroying random property), he'd realized he could just go there again tonight. If he just found the pink-haired girl, Miss Utena, again, it'd be fine, right? Their dark-haired companion had been annoying, but in the end, Claire had found the group easy enough to get along with. As long as they didn't pull him back and went where he wished, anyway

[sortaheadstrong]

By the time she reached close to the branches by the wall, Celty was feeling less aggravated by thinking about Shinra and more relieved that she at least had his stupid memories to fall back on. It was better to have some memories than none at all, after all. And if she were to be more honest with herself, he memories of Shinra really weren't all that bad.

Hey, I know you!

A smile she hadn't intended escaped her face as she turned about to find a red-head coming up behind her. She blinked at him, trying herself to remember where they'd met since she also thought she knew him. In this place it was always so hard to keep up with all whos and whens and whats... but she didn't want to be rude. "Ah, yes? Hello."

asgjlh SORRY FOR THE LATENESS, I need to stop doing this

[train_tracer]

It definitely was a pretty face he knew, Claire thought when she turned to face him. He just really couldn't remember from where. Well, it had to be someone he'd met at the Institute, right? Maybe from the past few days?

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... Mop! Or something related to a mop! And cleaning, maybe. Cleaning? When had that happened? Ah, well, the important part was that he knew this lady and she was now going to be his conversation partner.

"Hi," he greeted again. "I don't remember when and how I met you, but I recognized you! I was wondering why you were yelling at the air. It seemed kind of strange!"