Thinking Aloud

[fugue_angel]

Characters: Fugue (fugue_angel), Ghost (redrobinhood), and OPEN to 2 more people at most.
Date/Time: Early evening, today.
Location: Heading toward the elevator and going... where exactly? XD
Rating: G for now. ^^ Can/will be changed if necessary.
Summary: It's the first time that Fugue's made an appearance since that ball--why on the down-low, and where's he off to?

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[fugue_angel]

He gave a few small nods, acknowledging their responses before clearing his throat of something--perhaps a small lump making it hard to swallow. A medic; unfortunately, that still didn't ring any bells. He might've been worrying a bit too much. Maybe the other was someone who was new. But he didn't want to chance it.

"Ah, well. I'm heading to the park. It's... peaceful. And almost evening..." Fugue let the reply sort of trail off and then decided it seemed really... unconvincing. "Besides, there's something I want to look for. Something that I think I lost."

For whatever reason, it felt like the elevator was taking longer than usual. He shifted uncomfortably, frowning slightly before tapping his foot. Clearing his throat, he asked, "... haven't we been in here long enough? I wonder why it's taking so long."

But, of course, just then did the doors finally open to release its occupants.

[redrobinhood]

Medical Island eh? Ghost looked at Will to try to place him but still came up empty. Fugue seemed to know him. Maybe he was an older resident he'd never seen?

He pushed that aside and focused on Fugue again. "Lost something? Like what? I can help ya look for it if ya want. Sides, I've been meaning to talk with ya. Remember?"

You would think that the man was actively avoiding everyone, yesh.

[pompous_today]

"Oh? You've lost something? I'd like to offer my assistance as well," said Will when Ghost had finished speaking, stepping forward to hold the elevator door open, politely waiting for the others to exit first. "Ah- unless I'd be interrupting something?" he then added uncomfortably. "I don't want to interfere if you intend to hold a private conversation."

He then realized he hadn't identified himself to the two strangers, so, trying to dispell some of the palpable discomfort hanging in the air, he said,

"I apologize for my rudeness; I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Will. I don't know if any of us have spoken- over the journals, I mean. I only recently arrived here."

[fugue_angel]

...oh yeah. It'd been a while since Ghost had mentioned something of the sort on the journals, so Fugue shouldn't have been all that surprised. But they never really seemed to run into each other for some reason or other. Then again, it wasn't like they had set up to meet at any particular place and have a chat. Besides, more often than not, a lot of things would just happen, and any meetings that could or would be had suddenly flew out the window in light of various incidents

[redrobinhood]

"Intang-what?" Ghost gave Fugue an incredulous look. "Not a thing then? ...You mean like a memory or something?" Wow, if that's what Fugue was looking for, then it was his lucky day.

But then he hesitated. It seemed kinda rude to start blabbering on about 'oh by the way, a funny thing happened when I got stuck on the fourth floor I totally saw one of your memories and it made no sense and also surprise, total privacy invasion, don't you just hate that?'. Especially right in front of some newborn.

Speaking of which...

"Sup. I'm Ghost. I've seen your handwriting around, yeah." He was a polite fellow, he sorta reminded Ghost of Cl--

...

"Yo Fugue, I don't mind helping, whatever it is. I need the--" distraction"--exercise anyways."