[Early in room 22, Kaiba has retrieved some scissors and is staring intently in the bathroom mirror, his now odd-angled bangs between fingers. Even does a few snips, an attempt to even out the sides, but he's not happy with the work, or happy with much of anything.
Later, when he's out and about, he's a little less bandaged and a little more patchy, with a haircut to boot. Whatever damaged skin is still visible still looks bad, but healing. It's going to take time to heal into whatever nasty scar tissue it's going to, but it's not infected at any rate. He doesn't appear self-conscious of his image, but neither does he call any attention to it. He adds more tributes to the yard sard and downs some coffee and calls it a fucking day.
jk this is kaiba what is rest After the...debacle in the cafeteria yesterday, Kaiba is going to do an experiment, because he is a scientist, damn it, and reproducible results are a must. He counts himself lucky that nothing had happened in the infirmary, and he's not about to take his chances in the trash compactor, so he goes to the pool to see if any more of these ghostly apparitions appear.
Whether anything happens at the pool or not, he ends up in the art room sketching out some people and scenes, some fantastic monsters and some distinctly not. If, later on, you happen by the memorial wall, some of these sketches are taped up by each and every name. Apparently someone decided to associate some cards from a certain game with everyone, if the style is anything to go by--though any names or descriptions are left out.
At some point, he specifically seeks out Bolton. Why? Because it's Thursday. Surely they can't break D&D tradition now...
Later, in the evening, he leaves a note under the remaining survivors' doors: Meet for movies tonight.
It's a bit sappy and friendly for him, but it's what Max would've wanted. He doesn't believe anyone left would be willing to kill for a shoddy motive like this, but keeping people as together as they can be, at least for a time... Well, if they aren't going to tabletop, it's the next best thing, right? So in the media room, and in true Thanksgiving fashion,it's a meta analysis of plot holes in classic science fiction movies, for as long as they like.]
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Later, when he's out and about, he's a little less bandaged and a little more patchy, with a haircut to boot. Whatever damaged skin is still visible still looks bad, but healing. It's going to take time to heal into whatever nasty scar tissue it's going to, but it's not infected at any rate. He doesn't appear self-conscious of his image, but neither does he call any attention to it. He adds more tributes to the yard sard and downs some coffee and calls it a fucking day.
jk this is kaiba what is rest After the...debacle in the cafeteria yesterday, Kaiba is going to do an experiment, because he is a scientist, damn it, and reproducible results are a must. He counts himself lucky that nothing had happened in the infirmary, and he's not about to take his chances in the trash compactor, so he goes to the pool to see if any more of these ghostly apparitions appear.
Whether anything happens at the pool or not, he ends up in the art room sketching out some people and scenes, some fantastic monsters and some distinctly not. If, later on, you happen by the memorial wall, some of these sketches are taped up by each and every name. Apparently someone decided to associate some cards from a certain game with everyone, if the style is anything to go by--though any names or descriptions are left out.
At some point, he specifically seeks out Bolton. Why? Because it's Thursday. Surely they can't break D&D tradition now...
Later, in the evening, he leaves a note under the remaining survivors' doors: Meet for movies tonight.
It's a bit sappy and friendly for him, but it's what Max would've wanted. He doesn't believe anyone left would be willing to kill for a shoddy motive like this, but keeping people as together as they can be, at least for a time... Well, if they aren't going to tabletop, it's the next best thing, right? So in the media room,
and in true Thanksgiving fashion,it's a meta analysis of plot holes in classic science fiction movies, for as long as they like.]