Noel lay there on a table that she figured was for small operations, it was cold against the small of her back, the small area her jacket and shirt weren't covering. She was looking at the celling and the faces of the two nurses who were in turn looking down at her, she was still fuzzy from the drug she was given when she was admitted, not to mention this other drug. Noel was barely concious. "Do we need to restrain you"? one of the male nurses asked looking at Noel. She smiled out of the corner of her mouth, they were finally beginning to understand.
"If you restrain me this all happens again." she said matter of factly in a calm collected voice. She would not tolerate restraints.
The nurses nodded and began stitching up Noel's wrists and cleaning them up, it was a huge mess and it took them a while before they were able to actually begin to stitch the flesh of the girl. Noel didn't feel it, she was so numb from the medication you could cut her up and she wouldn't feel a thing. The girl smiled at the nurses the whole time knowing what was happening. She knew she had mortified everyone and it amused her to some degree. She hadn't intended on the reactions from new peers but she had to do what she did in her mind. It was necessary to show the nurses that she would not be restrained.
As the nurses began bandaging her arms one of them asked the other about straight jackets to keep her safe. Noel glared at him the same sadistic smile on her face
"You put a straight jacket on me and you'll see how fast I can sever my tongue." she kept a calm look on her face, the girl was bluffing at this point as she was too stoned on medication to be psychotic in this moment however she looked entirely believable and after the stunt she had just pulled the nurses weren't doubting her. They agreed with her for no restraints in exchange for her lack of self destructive behavior in return. Noel agreed.