The intercom jingled at its standard time, with the Head Doctor still in his over-the-top, jovial mood. It seemed not even the evening light could keep down the love he held for his job.
"Good evening, everyone! I hope your soul is filled with music from last shift; I know mine is
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Kurama didn't question where his nurse led him, but he noted with interest that they weren't heading to the room he'd woken up in. Was he being relocated then, perhaps into a room that a roommate was already occupying? He had to admit -- he really didn't have much knowledge on the procedures of insane asylums; for this was what this place seemed to be masquerading as, right, an insane asylum? It seemed like a proper conclusion to make, not that there was any doubt in him anymore that the real purpose of Landel's Institute was hardly the curing and caring for of mentally-ailing patients. There was something darker and stranger at work here. But as of yet, Kurama did know what that might be ( ... )
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"Did you give me extra?"
"We've had this discussion before, Billy, and do you remember what I said last time?"
There was a long pause as he tried to think that far back so he hazarded a guess. "... Yes?"
"No. You get the same amount as everyone else."
"But--!" His hands grabbed onto the woman's white skirt, pleading with her before they made it to his bed.
"No, buts! Sit and eat your meal. And mind your roommate." The woman felt a sliver of pity for the young man who had to tolerate Billy and his eccentricities. Once the boy jumped up and made himself comfortable on his bed, the nurse placed his food in front of him before exiting.
Goku didn't bother with greetings until he had most of his meal shoved down his gullet. Even still, he didn't wait until his mouth was empty to ask. "Wuh yuhhr nmmm
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"Well... it's better. I mean, it used ta be awful! But now it's... well, it has taste, sorta. But..." His yammering fizzled out momentarily as he half-heartedly moved the food around the plate. "They don't give me enough meat. Look at this!" Spearing a piece of sliced turkey, Goku held it up for Shuuichi to get a good look.
"What is it? Nothin' I ever hunted." It tasted like bird, sure, but not the kinds that roamed his jungle. Eventually his black eyes turned from his plate and landed on his roommate's. "Are you not gonna eat yours?" Because if he wasn't, Goku was going to inhale it too.
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