[It’s 7:30 AM, it’s a beautiful day in the City, and the hosts are done with their morning jog.
What, is that not normal? They’ve been running around the pristine streets since emerging from the central building at 5:15, so over two hours now, not breaking a sweat. Now at half past seven it’s time for a leisurely breakfast in the cat cafe. While the rest of the cats wander around like strays, still free, Link has knelt down by one newly-void-eyed cat rolling a ball, in the same rhythm as Hiyori bats one other similarly grim cat’s paws.
They proceed to the library at 9, in separate areas; every 15 minutes, one gets up to inform the other of an interesting fact just read, which they chat about for three minutes, before the first returns to his own seat.
At 12 sharp, they head for the kitchen to grab pills, which put a distinct smile on their faces and a spring in their steps that carries all the way over to the dressing room, which they leave at 1 in gray golf shirts. The better to move around in as they take out weapons two at a time to compare and train with.
6 is dinnertime, the pills taken to be swallowed in the dining room this time. And then, they leave at a brisk pace, much more difficult to stop, heading for House 16; the door shuts at 7.
All in all an ordinary day during which nobody should worry about anything, because they’re happy and comfortable.]
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What, is that not normal? They’ve been running around the pristine streets since emerging from the central building at 5:15, so over two hours now, not breaking a sweat. Now at half past seven it’s time for a leisurely breakfast in the cat cafe. While the rest of the cats wander around like strays, still free, Link has knelt down by one newly-void-eyed cat rolling a ball, in the same rhythm as Hiyori bats one other similarly grim cat’s paws.
They proceed to the library at 9, in separate areas; every 15 minutes, one gets up to inform the other of an interesting fact just read, which they chat about for three minutes, before the first returns to his own seat.
At 12 sharp, they head for the kitchen to grab pills, which put a distinct smile on their faces and a spring in their steps that carries all the way over to the dressing room, which they leave at 1 in gray golf shirts. The better to move around in as they take out weapons two at a time to compare and train with.
6 is dinnertime, the pills taken to be swallowed in the dining room this time. And then, they leave at a brisk pace, much more difficult to stop, heading for House 16; the door shuts at 7.
All in all an ordinary day during which nobody should worry about anything, because they’re happy and comfortable.]