Day 50: Chapel

[full_score]

The last thing Claude heard was the Head Doctor's voice faintly filtering into the corridors of the ship before he found himself tucked beneath the sheets of his bed. It took a moment to register he'd even changed locations, but then he he abruptly sat up, fought the wave of nausea that washed over him, and felt the blankets beneath his fingers.

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[zack_fair]

It looked like his instincts had been right: they'd been pretty close to the end of the night by the time they'd reached that locker room. Zack stirred in bed, glaring up at the intercom before he sprung up to his feet and did some stretches. It looked like his roommate was already gone, which either meant he'd decided to wake up, or he'd disappeared like the others. He'd probably only know for sure when dinner rolled around again

[zack_fair]

Decoration? Well, that was one way to think of it. Zack was actually kind of surprised that he hadn't seen more people back on Gaia use materia as accessories, but that was probably partly because it was expensive and partly because it could be dangerous. Besides, in the slums doing something like that would practically be a death wish. It was interesting to see the perspective of someone who hadn't grown up learning all about it, though