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 Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 8:10 pm
Taking the unfolded paper she looked at it closely, "Oh this is pretty good, thanks bunches." she said tucking the paper into her jean pocket. There used to be a rule where they had to wear what the hospital gave them, but theyhad eventually let up and just let anyone walk around in whatever, only the ones posing theats wearing what was given. She sighed a little moving back into her own world while she adjusted her clothes and ate a little.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 9:16 pm
Looking up from her smacking, she saw what Madeline had allowed to be put on their tray. She made a face: no matter who was in charge, they all had to suffer through what they tasted. Which sucked, since Madeline loved olives. Handing Mattie the stick, she took control of the body and got out of line. She made her way straight to the trash can, and dumped the slop into it, grimacing at the sound. She made her way to the start of the line, choosing Doritos as her meal and returned to her friends. She decided to sit beside Hector, since Kia was not a safe place for Matt to be.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 8:43 am
After munching another chip, Kia sighed and looked around the room. The man wass still rocking in a fetal position, his food sitting off to the side untouched where it would remain. The square guy was sitting folding and unfolding his paper over and over like usual, hhe had never really left that spot. Shaking her head slightly she turned to mattie and Hector, "What day is this?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 1:54 pm
"Depends on what kind of day you mean," Hector said, taking a sip of juice.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 6:30 pm
"I mean THE day, like the date." said Kia looking to see if there was a calendar anyway. Yet, even if there was a calendar she highly doubted it would even have the right date. Having another small yawn session she sat back in her chair and looked at the small table.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 8:00 pm
""It's been seven ((I picked a number at random)) days since we entered here, so it has to be around June 13, why?" She looked confused, as it was a very random question.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 8:44 pm
"I have been in here for a long time. And there are some days I can't forget, and that this hospital are required not to ignore. My birthday is in two days." she said simply. Pulling her legs up into the high chair and thinking she rolled her eyes, "Sweet eighteen."
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2009 9:17 pm
We have to get her something! Matt interjected before any other thought could be formed.
Oh yes, we'll just go down to our local mall and pick it up there. Oh wait, don't you remember? I GOT US STUCK IN A MENTAL INSTITUTION! Mad could easily admit that it was her fault. If she had not shown her complete personality change, then they would have been able to keep their secret infinitely. She regretted that decision, no matter how fun it was to smash that guy's face in.
Matt actually glared at her, snarling, We'll figure something out, just shut up! He did not like the idea that they could not go out and spend a lot of Mattie's allowance on something beautiful for Kia. But they'd figure something out.
Madeline shushed them sternly and said softly, "Doesn't that mean you can get out of here? Since you're of legal age, so your parents can't just keep you in here?" She chewed on her lip a little before asking softly, "Or are you court ordered to be in here?" Suicide is considered murder, so attempted suicide is attempted murder. She wasn't sure however, if Kia would havebeen charged for that or not
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Posted: Fri Apr 24, 2009 10:52 am
"Well you see when I told you my story I didn't tell it all. I don't normally let just anyone know everything, but that night, I can remember everything that happened. Every single thing that was said, and all the things they did. And I guess a good way to make sure no one tells, is to convince everyone around them that the person is crazy. Now seeing as my family is already of low expectation, and that they aren't even on my side, I turn out to be a very unlucky person. I am charged with trying to take my own life, and with no evidence at all despite my own side of the story to go against that charge. Yet, who listens to a crazy person right? My so-called friends basically got away with murder except for the fact that I'm still alive. So I am to be in here until transfered or until the court gets back around to my case and decides what is final." Kia leaned onto the table and propped her head on her hand and sighed rolling her eyes, "So really it isn't a big deal. I just can hope to at least be transfered. The only thing with that is when they tranfer people here it has to be at least five. In my case I guess it'd be with other people that sign up or have to go to a different hospital that focuses on mental healing and such. You know like those step by step program things?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 3:59 pm
Matt reached around Hector to cup Kia's face. Stroking his thumb along her soft cheek, he murmured, "Madeline's already started trying to figure out how to help you. Don't worry, she can come up with anything." He gave her a soft, encouraging smile, "And we'll follow you into those programs, he turned to glance at Hector, raising an eyebrow, "you'll come too right? That's three, only two more needed," he wrapped his hand around Hector's shoulders, "If we stick together, we'll be fine."
Mad could feel a blush grace her cheeks as their body pressed against Hector. She decisively pulled away from everyone else, closing her eyes as she began to meditate. It didn't completely work, but it wasn't as if anyone could notice. Matt was too focused on Kia, as was Madeline since she was trying to come up with a plan. And Mattie, she opened one eye to glance at her; it looked as if she was...what was the word, jealous? Now that was interesting...but what did it mean? Could Mattie actually be attracted to Matt? The thought disgusted her: it was hard enough listening to Matt's thoughts about Kia, but Mattie's as well, that would be torture.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 3:52 pm
"I'll come too. But... where will we find two more?" It was this question that contributed to the fact that Hector was pessimistic. "Some people might freak out if we all go up to them and say, 'Hey, we're getting outta her, wanna come?'"
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 8:04 pm
Madeline scrunched her nose slightly, pausing to think. "Well, if need be, we-Mattie, Matt, Mad and I-can talk to the counselor about joining one of those step-by-step programs, and ask to join the next one. She'd probably be able to find a couple, but you two can join as well." The girl shrugged slightly, it wasn't a great plan, but she hadn't had much time to think about it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 12:52 pm
[[so this hospital will soon become temporary, as you can tell. Some are going to move to Luna Village Hospital. A clean and somewhat rich environment.]]
Thinking Kia bit the tip of her finger and seem to stare a whole into the table. One thing weird about her was often, when she thought so deepy like this, one eye would blink before the others. Ah! And there it was, single blink wave. Pulling out of her gaze she turned to the others, "When the therapist comes back we'll have to talk with her about the change individually. Then she will be able to pull up our files and get the necesarry paperwork to make the change. She knows how the system is, it might be possible for her to pull up a couple more people." Loosely crossing her arms she shrugged, "Maybe anyway."
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2009 9:00 pm
((...So you're just going to tell us whenever we're 'moving' right? And do you want us to 'talk to the therapist?' If so, will we talk to ourselves or like each of us be the therapist for the other...like I'm Electric's, Electric is Some Dude's, and Some Dude is mine. Sorry for like a bunch of questions...))
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 5:16 am
[[oh no that's fine ask as many as you want. But yeah I like that last idea, but I'll tell everyone when we're moving.]]
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