ever_loyal_dog: (unfair)
Miketsukami Soushi ([personal profile] ever_loyal_dog) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2013-01-18 01:01 pm

Day 68: Greenhouse

By the time lunch ended, the gloomy weather had become a raging storm. Soushi held his coat tightly as they were separated once again, and followed his guide to the outdoor greenhouse. Luckily, the temperature changed and balanced out nicely once they were inside and he shook himself free of the coat.

The greenery was a welcome change, but it was hard to appreciate it when every passing moment only filled him with more worry. While he had obtained a great deal more information today than in his first day in the institution, he was still no closer to finding Ririchiyo or a means of escape. There was a dull ache in his chest that had nothing to do with any physical ailment and everything to do with her absence.

An audible sigh escaped his lips as he picked up a small trowel and gloves and took to the nearby plants, attempting to distract himself and failing miserably.

[Kurogane]
armoredsoul: (WTF?!)

[personal profile] armoredsoul 2013-01-22 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Alphonse's mouth gaped open in shock. "Kill--but they haven't done anything wrong! It's not their fault they've been infected with--with whatever is causing this!" He really wished his imagination wasn't as active as it was--the idea of things like werewolves prowling the halls wasn't a nice one.

"The cure, though, do you know anything more specific than that?" There wasn't much time left to search the greenhouse for whatever plant was needed right now, but he could come back tonight.
his_legacy: (looking over)

[personal profile] his_legacy 2013-01-22 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure who started the rumors of betrayal, but it's nothing to be taken lightly. Helpful information was torn down from the public message board just yesterday. Keep your eyes open, I guess is what I'm saying."

And on the matter of the cure...

"I know that it works, at least. It was a friend and I who initially found it. A flower called 'Saint John's Wart." At this point, it was a matter of getting it to all the sick patients before any more lives were lost.
armoredsoul: (Worried)

[personal profile] armoredsoul 2013-01-22 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will," he said grimly, his mouth in a tight line.

"Saint John's Wart...I can't say I've heard of a flower by that name before. But then again, I'm not much of a botanist," he said with a sigh. "I'll keep a lookout for it, though. How is the sickness spread?"
his_legacy: (looking over)

[personal profile] his_legacy 2013-01-22 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not, from what I have seen so far. The only people who have gotten sick are the ones who woke up ill several mornings ago."

That, at least, they could be thankful for. Nobody else had fallen ill thus far.
armoredsoul: (Worried)

[personal profile] armoredsoul 2013-01-22 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Al sighed with relief. "That's good to hear, at least."
his_legacy: (looking over)

[personal profile] his_legacy 2013-01-22 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Link nodded, glancing over his shoulder when he approached by his nurse. It must be getting time to move on. The Hylian had never been one to put up a fuss; it wasn't worth it.

"I will speak with you again tomorrow night, then. Stay safe." With a nod and another small smile, Link was off with his nurse to dinner.