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 Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 5:40 pm
Addie looked around wildely, not answering and barely paying attention to Rion. The struggle between Rion and Chikara got her attention and brought the sirens back. She clamped her hands over her ears and continued her rocking. The new man went unnoticed, pain was all she knew now and it was prehaps the only thing keeping her from falling into the complete memories. She started screaming with her eyes shut and tears covering her face. "Go away! Go away!" She pushed Rion away, not hard or agressive, but just enough to get him away from her. Searching for the nearest hard object she found a good sized rock and picked it up with both hands. Raiseing the rock above her knee she brought it down with enough force to split a new cut into the skin and open the clotted cuts. She raised the rock for another strike and once again for another. She winced each time the rock came down but showed no signs of stopping, tough the power of the strikes was quickly fading. Fresh blood covered her knee and the area started to turn blue with brusies.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 6:47 am
The minute the patient had picked up the rock to cause self inflicted pain, Georg swooped down upon her like a hawk. Her leg! She was destroying her own leg! His first thought was to stop her from harming it further before the damage was irreversible. He threw his body over her legs as the bloody rock was raised again. Georg expected her to struggle once she realized she was being restrained, and to keep her legs from thrashing about, he had to hold them down firmly but as gently as possible. The rock came down upon the back of his head and Georg saw an explosion of painful stars fill his lone vision. He refused to cry out in pain, bit down on the snarl that grew at the back of his throat and instead barked an order to Rion. “Grab that rock from her and restrain her at once!! Yuri, watch over Miss Chikara!” Georg felt the rock against his back as he’d adjusted himself as so not to present his head as a target. While the blow was softer and absorbed into his back, it still hurt like hell. But he could not move for fear of giving the young girl a clear shot at her bruised and bleeding legs. Georg finally turned his solitary gaze to Addie, the look was both pleading and upset. “Miss, please stop hurting me and stop harming yourself. I won't allow it.” He said sternly meaning every word.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 9:04 am
((Heh...you're better at this whole doctor thing than I am, lol.))
Rion reacted immediatly, taking the girl's small hand in his own and taking the rock from her. Pulling her up against him so that her back was to his chest, he wrapped her up in a hug, securing her arms and upper body at one time. Though his hold on her was firm, it was also gentle; he had learned how to control his strength a long time ago.
Making sure that Addi would not be able to hurt herself anymore while he held her, he glanced at Georg and had to hold back a grimace. He was going to have a major headache. Rion was quiet as he held the crying girl, waiting for Georg to get his equilibrium (sp?) back when an idea came to him.
Leaning closer to the girl until he could whisper in her ear, he began to talk to her, telling her the most senseless things he could think of, things like what he did as a kid or the scenery around his house. His words were soft and soothing, memories of a childhood he knew not many were lucky enough to have. He told her of his annual family trip to the lake, about family car trips, funny things he and his siblings had done. And even though his words were quiet, there was a barely noticable plea for this to work.
He hated to see his patients in pain and as this one of the first patients that Rion considered only his, he couldn't help but to try and make her okay again, to try and help her get through it. His eyes flickered to Georg every now and then, making sure that he was alright.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 1:05 pm
Addie squirmed under the man's weight, she tried to get away from him. She was slipping quickly into memories, he was becoming the crushing weight of steel. His face was only half seen by her and his words took on another meaning. She struggled harder trying to wiggle her way out. "Stop it! Stop!" Once she felt Rion holding her arms she tried to get one arm free and pick up the rock, but failed. Exahusted she stopped her struggle and lay limply against Rion, listening to his words. Georg was still a peice of metal to her and Rion was only a voice. As she listened his words and her exahustion brought back the real world. Georg became a man and Rion now had a body. She looked away from both of them and to the grass. "My fault...all...all m...my fault." Her whispered words were broken with hiccupy gasps of air.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 5:58 pm
Yuri jumped up from her kneeling position when Georg was hit with a rock highly considering going to help him but then he told her to watch over the passed out girl. Yuri walked over kneeling in front of her staring at her to make sure she didn’t move glancing every now and then and the girl who was fighting them. Still holding the peaches she started a second one. Color was fading from the world again but she tried desperately to cling to it, at least until the current situation was resolved. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath before letting it go as a sigh. The world never lasted as long as she wanted it to and it was harder to keep faith in her other state for faith was a state of feeling and believing. Something she didn’t have. Tempted to poke or throw a peach at the passed out Chikara she just watched her cocking her head to the side.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 6:14 pm
 [A] l.y.s.s.a.l
Alyssa's body shook with a silent laughter. Her lips were twisted in a feral smile, horrifying in an exhilerating way. Her lush lips parted with the action. Soft sounds of air escaping in laugh-like intervals filled the air. Soon, real sounds of giggles and laughter could be heard coming from the girl. Her eyes were tinged with insanity and her laughter was maniac and uncontrolled, bitter and cruel. Her eyes were narrowed in a cold, menacing way. Her fingers dug into her stuffed animal, clawing at the weave of the fur. She looked down it it, pulling at the ears.
She then chucked the stuffed bear at the wall, the plastic eyes making a satisfied clacking sound against the wall. She shrieked with laughter as the bear slumped to the ground. She giggled and shook quieter now until the sound subsided and her shaking ceased. Afterwards, she just stared at the wall with blank, sleepless eyes. Her face was showing the signs of her lack of sleep. Her insomnia induced sleepless nights had been face for 2 days. She was nearing the end of her energy store and was bound to fall unconscious soon. She could do nothing to help this and refused to take sleeping pills. She hated taking medicine. She shifted in her curled up position. Her sleeve dragged down, revealing overlapping scars of all over her shoulder, some falttened, some indented, and some raised. The scars of her self-inflicted wounds showed clearly on her skin.
She thrashed slightly on top of the bed, kicking out against the spread she was laying on top of. She flailed out with an arm and whacked the side of the bed in an angry motion. She clenched the sheets in her hands, managing to stay curled up, her knuckles turning white with tension. She hated being stuck here. She wanted to go. She hated it. She glared at the journal that sat innocently on her bedside table by her lamp with fire in her eyes. What did they want her to become?!? A mass of movement?!? Did they want to taint her blackness?!? Was that what they wanted her to do?!? She was perfect!!! She wasn't like everyone else!!! She wasn't changing all the time! Nothing rose and nothing fell. She was pure. A perfect black... Just like the darkness that was creeping upon her mind as she fell unconscious from exhaustion.
A serene smile replaced the angry scowl as she relaxed into the rest that her mind needed. When she was exhausted like this was the only time her mind could give it a rest. Otherwise, she couldn't and wouldn't stop thinking. Never... It was just her way. Her mind din't want to stop... There was too much to think about. Like the piece of a pie pan that was hidden in between the two pieces of wood that made the top of her bedside table and the top of the drawers that were located in it. It was perfectly hidden. No one would find it. Not as long as she was careful. She didn't dream... Not yet. She soon would, but not when she had just given way to darkness. When her subconscious mind gained hold again, that was when the dreams would start.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 6:47 pm
((Ah, thank you. It helps when you hang around corpsmen a lot and get a few classes for 'care under fire'. lol))
Finally it seemed the episode was over. However, just to be on the safe side, Georg remined where he was, holding the patient's legs down while using his body to cover the injury. When he felt the fight leave her body, only then did Georg move. Of course gradually, as he'd known a few patients to be a little tricky and decided to try to over power him when he least expected it. Naturally it was foolish as it was true Georg was a doctor, but that didn't mean he was a light weight. He'd taken a few extra curricular activities knowing that even though he detested it, physical force was something he'd need every so often. It was this and a few other things about him that a select few of the staff knew about him that had given him the not so nice nick name of 'Enforcer'.
He of course did not want to be the mean one, but safety for patients and staff was paramount.
Slowly Georg sat back on his legs, letting up on Addie's legs to inspect the damage. The skin around her knees were turning blue and purple, due to the bleeding just below the skin, some other parts of her knee wasn't so lucky as the rock had cut in. In the very least, it didn't appear anything was broken. He sighed as he looked to Rion and the young girl who was crying. Rion seemed to have control of the situation now, and Georg took it upon himself to take care of the wounds. "Rion you should get her water after I take care of her legs. Also, I'll need you to do a quick vital stat check up on her to make certain she is fine." Georg instructed the other dutifully as he reached into his pocket to retrieve a small roll of gauze he usually kept on hand. He wasn't expecting to use so much, but it was enough to make a temporary dressing till Rion could do it himself later. He glanced over at Chikara and Yuri to make sure they were fine. "Ah, Yuri, you've met Doctor Rion right? Would you feel okay with sharing some of your delicious peaches with Doctor Rion and his patient?" He asked hopefully. He'd dabbed the injury around the knee clean with a bit of disinfectant (that he also kept on his person for just such an occasion) and had just finished wrapping it tightly. It would restrict Addie's movements slightly, but seeing as she'd just end up limping anyway, it was just as well. Once he got up he looked at his handy work before nodding in curt approval. "You're probably going to have to give her something for pain a little later Rion, but I take it you can take care of it from here? I'll bring Chikara back to her room and do a quick vital check on her. Will that be okay?" But before he could get an answer from Rion he looked to Yuri. "Yuri you don't have to stay, but you can remain with Doctor Rion until I return." Truth be told Georg was a little disappointed as it seemed they were making such great progress before they were interrupted. He did hope they could continue this. The doctor looked down at himself and found that the front of his white coat was spattered and smeared in Addie's blood. Looks like he'd have to to leave and change his coat anyway. This would at least give him time to brush up on Rion's patient. Georg disliked micromanaging his fellow co workers, but perhaps another look at the patient's profile might reveal something that would be helpful to Rion. He walked to Chikara's prone body and knelt beside her, putting the tips of his fingers against her neck, just below the chin. The heart beat was strong and steady, a good sign and from a glance she didn't appear hurt.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 7:44 pm
Reaching out to poke her, Yuri drew her hand back when Georg spoke. Nodding, “I remember him, I guess I could hang out here until you get back.” Walking over to Rion she stood closer than she normally would have but her world was shrinking. Taking his hand she placed a peach in it before dropping back to her knees in front of Addie just a few inches from her face. Though it was probably not a good idea to startle a mental patient but the more color that leaked away the smaller her world became and if the people she was speaking with fell outside of that circle they would fall into her world of nothingness. Holding the peach in front of her face between them she waited to see if the girl would take it.
((Sorry for pitiful answers they will be better tomorrow))
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 8:18 pm
Addie rested limply against Rion and never moved as Georg released her. Her gaze switched from the grass to Georg as she watched him through a veil of tears. The crying had started to calm. She winced as the bandage was tightened but kept still as the whole process was well know to her. The girl startled her and she would have fallen backwards if Rion had no been behind her. She looked at Yuri and then at the peach. Streching a timid hand out she took the peach but made no move to eat it. She looked at it as if she didn't know what to do with it. In truth she felt sick to her stomach and doubted that she could keep the peach down for long.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 11:55 am
Yuri smiled at her encouragingly taking a bite of her own peach, the third one she had if peaches had been a drug Yuri would be addicted. Looking down at the fruit when she looked back up her eyes widened as she saw the aura of life was barely around her and sadness washed over her face. She had been doing so well and even having fun. Letting go of her shirt she let the peaches fall to the ground taking no note of them as they rolled instead she shot halfway to her feet taking several quick steps back looking at the girl and Rion as she did she whispered, "Good bye." As the world of emotion and life shrank around Yuri her eyes turned to one that could freeze fire giving new meaning to if looks could kill. Her face fell hauntingly empty of emotion as she stopped mid motion and rose to her feet in a fluid grace. As Yuri's alternate came forward draining the emotion and nearly the life from her looking at them both with emptiness in her eyes she turned her back on them as if to walk away but paused mid motion as if indecision. Indecision is an emotion.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 7:55 pm
((O.O I'm not quite sure I wanna ask, lol, though it does sound interesting, lol. I guess I'm still trying to get used to playing an adult...))
Darkness. Emptiness. Fear. Images appeared before her, crimes she had committed and horrors that had been committed against her. Touches that made her skin crawl, cries she forced herself to ignore as she watched girl after girl enter that room and come back as empty as if they no longer had a soul. And now it was her turn.
With a startled gasp, Chikara opened her eyes, the pale blue blurry and confused. Instinctively she jerked away from his fingers as he took her pulse and scuttled away from him on her elbows. Just inches from her lay the broken spoon from earlier and she quickly snatched it up, holding the small plastic thing in a death grip, as much a security blanket as it was a weapon.
Despite the fact that Kara was actually in perfect physical health, her breathing was heavy and she made sure to keep one arm wrapped protectively over her stomach. She was twelve years old again and dropped unceremoniously onto a cot, unable to fight back because of the machete wound from a battle two days ago. A small, terrified whimper escaped her as the man approached her, naked as the day he was born.
Again she backed away from Georg, comforted slightly by the fact that she had escaped that evil creature by killing him and she could do the same now. Kara didn't realize that she whimpered out loud, that silent tears were pouring down her pale, terrified face as she held the small broken spoon weakly in front of her, all her weight balanced on her other hand, whispering brokenly in a language only she could understand.
Rion nodded silently as he watched Georg kneel beside Chikara, before turning his gaze to the two left to him. He smiled slightly as he felt Addi jump when Yuri handed them both a peach, before dropping his into the pocket of his white jacket.
One glance at Yuri and he could see that she was pulling back into herself again and quickly pulled out what little facts he knew about the girl. Antisocial, pryomanic and gen. psychosis. Sighing, he called out quietly to her, not wanting to startle Addi. "Miss Yuri, why don't you come with me? We'll get Addi all fixed up here and then the three of us will go to the kitchen and get some whip cream to eat with your peaches?" Rion knew that technically the patients were only supposed to eat what was provided for them, but considering that Yuri had picked the peaches herself from a tree on DDA property, wasn't that considered 'providing?' Shifting slightly, he gently set Addi on the ground and and knelt beside her again, before picking her up, one hand on her back and the other under her knees. Standing quietly, he waited for Yuri's answer.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 8:45 pm
Her attention was on the pink haired girl. Cautiously she wondered what the girl was seeing, cautiously because her own memories were so close and any bad thing could bring them screaming back. Addie automaticaly wrapped one hand around Rion's neck. The other held her peach gently. She didn't like being carried but never squirimed. Her eyes spotted the suitcase and she pointed her finger at it still holding the peach. "That's mine." On top was a detailed file, or at least detailed in the fact of her meals, sleep and activities but not her fits or injuries and the first thing in the file was an envlope that had been taken away from her for the trip. Being reunited with the envlope would most surely set her off again, but realising that she didn't have it would be worse. She shifted slightly in Rion's arms and accidently put pressure on her knee which caused her to wince and the hand around Rion's neck slipped. She though she was going to fall so she gasped slightly and tensed her muscles, readying for impact with the ground. It wouldn't be the first time she had been dropped, and certianly not the first time from the arms of an asylum employee.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 6:36 am
"I got you," he said, tightening his hold on her slighlt, making sure she didn't slip from his arms. Turning his attention to her suitcase and file, he made a mental note to come back and get them. In the mean time, he would take care of Addi and attempt to make sure that Yuri stayed with him until Georg was done. He looked down at Addi and her still tense form. "You don't trust me yet, but you will."
((Wahhh!!! I can't think of anything else... crying ))
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 11:45 am
Yuri did not notice the commotion behind her but Rion’s voice did manage to penetrate her mind if only for a moment but the idea was rejected immediately looking over her shoulder at him she spoke simply, “No.” Her tone devoid Yuri turned her back to them all walking in a steady pace toward the front of the property. She had tried it before, when she first arrived telling a passing car that her own had broken down it almost worked except one of the supervisors had caught up with her and taken her back. Right now she had no purpose and though she felt nothing the need to create and destroy was driving her within her pocket she still had a few stray matches that she would no doubt find and with those few things she could cause more problems than just trying to leave the property. Watching the grass she had an eye for things that burned and that was what she sought now but as nothing came into view she bent at the waist tearing a section of the bottom of her pants before taking a match striking it against the bottom of her boot at setting the small piece of cloth on fire with the intent of lighting the grass. However as fast as her progress had come it seemed to revert just as fast as the fire evicted nothing from her except a devilish smile as the voice returned in her head the woman voice laughing as the man's praised her.
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Posted: Thu Jun 05, 2008 12:54 pm
Addie shook her head. "I don't trust anyone." A lock of brown hair fell into her face but she made no move to brush it away. She found that some people, like her Aunt, couldn't stand it when someone went around with hair in their face, so just to bug her Aunt she would often let her hair hang in her face. She didn't mind, she never payed enough attention to it. She looked at Rion with a no kidding gaze and wrapped her free hand back around his neck. Though it wouldn't save her from falling, it was a saftey net and allowed her to relax, but only a little.
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