[The night air had been crisp, far away from this isolated space station. Kurumi was with Miki after a patrol. Miki's finger hand brushed away some spattered blood on her face and, unlike Ricky or Chitanda, guessed right away what the problem was. The medicine didn't work, did it.
The statement wasn't a question. Kurumi had touched her hand gently. Don't be silly, it did. I wouldn't be here otherwise.
Don't go anywhere, okay...?
The rest of the conversation continued until Yuuri had yelled at both of them for being out so late. The dream ('I don't intend to.' 'It's not a matter of whether you want to or not!') had stuck with even as she groggily starts exploring the second floor even before getting breakfast at the cafeteria.
She first stops at the diner. There's a lot of choices but--wow. There's actual food here. Kurumi's not as excited as she might have been a few days ago. She just picks something simple for breakfast (pancakes and sausage, seems like this is just western food) and some hot chocolate before slumping into a seat. She doesn't really talk until she finishes. It takes her a long while to do so, though.
Later she heads to the gym. There's no work out equipment but she can at least start doing laps again. She can be found just running around the edges of the court for some time.
At last, she'll be in front of the trash compactor. Something about it gives her the willies. She'll just...stare at it.]
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The statement wasn't a question. Kurumi had touched her hand gently. Don't be silly, it did. I wouldn't be here otherwise.
Don't go anywhere, okay...?
The rest of the conversation continued until Yuuri had yelled at both of them for being out so late. The dream ('I don't intend to.' 'It's not a matter of whether you want to or not!') had stuck with even as she groggily starts exploring the second floor even before getting breakfast at the cafeteria.
She first stops at the diner. There's a lot of choices but--wow. There's actual food here. Kurumi's not as excited as she might have been a few days ago. She just picks something simple for breakfast (pancakes and sausage, seems like this is just western food) and some hot chocolate before slumping into a seat. She doesn't really talk until she finishes. It takes her a long while to do so, though.
Later she heads to the gym. There's no work out equipment but she can at least start doing laps again. She can be found just running around the edges of the court for some time.
At last, she'll be in front of the trash compactor. Something about it gives her the willies. She'll just...stare at it.]