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Post by Nyree Black on Jul 22, 2009 11:44:58 GMT
Nyree walked around her room mumbling to herself the usual nonsence that nobody could quite understand, her eyes wandered around the room looking for something that wasnt there; which made her more fustrated by the minute until she eventually gave up and collapsed on her bed; exhaused as she hadnt eaten for a couple of days since she was last forced to eat.
Nyree took her hunger pains to be thirst for blood, and although in the back of her mind she knew that there was nothing sharp in her room she still looked around in hope; all she needed was something sharp enough to make her bleed so she could drink some blood, even if it were her own.
"Something Sharp" She called out loudly, hoping to attract the attention of someone who would give her what she wanted; her words started out slow then turned into a sort of chant that went on and on, Nyree could be quite stubborn if she wanted to be.
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Post by Jack Banner on Jul 22, 2009 21:19:55 GMT
Where was he hiding out, it was the only thought which was going through Jack’s mind as he stormed his way through this foreign place. He wanted him dead, he was getting agitated waiting for revenge to just happen. It didn’t just happen you had to go out and you had to go and find it, make it. Nothing so good, nothing so fruitful just came across you. You had to make an effort and this was finally what he was doing. He was searching for Laurie because if anyone would know where he was hiding it would be her, but the corridors looked repetitive, even after instruction he felt as though he was going insane with bright lights and white walls.
Jack sighed aggravated as he turned the doorknob on a random door. He wasn’t really supposed to do this but if they were so dangerous maybe they would be locked, or something like that, surely? Perhaps. He only wanted some instruction, some instruction to help him ruin the man who had ruined him and his brother, and his parents’ marriage. Jack didn’t have too many skills when it came to people, he was too sarcastic and sceptic, judging them and not being too quiet about it, so when he walked into the room, hearing the continuous words ‘something sharp’? What was she on? Overmedicated? He was curious to enquire. Jack raised an eyebrow up at the girl, she looked young, really quite young in comparison to what he would expect to find in here. ”And pointy?!” Jack mused with a small smirk as he crossed his arms over his broad chest. ”Don’t they let you play with knives in here? I really can’t imagine why anyone would be denied such a human right!” He continued with a small snicker as he watched her distressed state. It was scary to be here, to watch people who were beyond themselves, who’d disappeared from the norms of an everyday life. It was quite alarming really, how she was born with just as much potential as him, most probably this condition wasn’t something from birth. Jack frowned as he watched her. Maybe his girlfriend would be in here just like her when she found out he was cheating... he wondered if this girl was in here because her boyfriend cheated on her. It seemed oh so plausible the way girls got caught up with the opposite sex. Maybe something sharp was to stab away her illusions of him.
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Post by Nyree Black on Jul 23, 2009 0:52:07 GMT
Nyree looked up hearing someone talking to her, she stared at them for a moment then moved her head slightly to the left side while she stood up and walked over to him, maybe this was her chance to get some blood. "I want something sharp now"
She demanded at him before breaking out into a run towards him, her mouth open wide to show fangs that werent really there. Nyree came to a stop about a metre away from Jack and began circling around him while talking to herself again; she was deciding the best way to get blood from this guy as her hunger pains or 'thirst' has gotten worse making her weaker but she was still going to try.
"Hello" Nyree said trying to change her tone to an convincing innocent one so she could hopefully fool him into giving her blood, a smile played on her lips as she took another step forward towards him. "They dont give us anything in here, now give me something sharp" She said once more in a demanding voice, her stomach gave a loud growl making her deathly pale hand move towards it momentairly distracted. She bend down slightly as her stomach growled again then looked up now more determined to get some blood. Weakly she stood up her full height once again and took another step forward. "Something Sharp" She began to chant again this time not as loudly as before, as she chanted; Nyree kept watch of Jack incase he was going to try anything. Nyree didnt trust anyone, anymore not even her own identical twin.
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Post by Jack Banner on Jul 23, 2009 21:14:48 GMT
Jack grinned, only his grin was an uneasy grin whilst the rest of his face told the truth with uncertain lines. She was weird, no she was dangerous and he had to get out of her. He had to humour her until he could back out quick enough and lock her in. The Asylum was a risky business place. ”Well we can’t all get what we want, Babe,” Jack said in a reasonable tone. He had something sharp on him, well not sharp but with a point, his set of keys, placed firmly in his pocket beside his phone and some cash. Growing up he’d learnt some good pointers, the obvious, the rights, the wrongs, and one of those was that you didn’t give sharp things to mental patients. ”If I had something sharp I’d probably give you it but I just don’t, sorry.” Jack said with a short shrug.
Jack frowned as she quickly changed her tune in his direction. What had happened to her obsession with a sharp objection? ”Hello.” Jack responded automatically, completely confused by her sudden change. ”You okay?” he asked as he ran a hand through his dark hair, this wasn’t right. His eyes couldn’t stop taking in her appearance, watching her warily, suspiciously. And then she snapped, Jack coughed loudly as he made for another large stumble backwards towards the door. ”Gee, like I said you know, sharp things don’t exist anymore. There was this really big nuclear thing, wiped them all out, we have to use rocks and things now. Bad times.” He blabbed. Her chant was beginning to freak him out and he couldn’t help but keep the sarcasm from his face. ”What do you want something sharp for, I’m looking for Laurie, not something sharp.”
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Post by Nyree Black on Jul 24, 2009 0:01:02 GMT
Nyree took a couple of steps forward then fell silent once she heard the name Laurie. "I think she isnt too far from here" She said while watching him, listening out incase he was lying about having something sharp. "Because I want blood and I want it NOW" She said angrily shouting towards the end giving up once again her act of innocence, she didnt like this guy already but most people treated her this way making her hate humans even more. She still didnt understand why she was in the aslyum trapped like an animal.
"Do I know you?" She added a minute later, the only visitor Nyree ever got was her twin; so it was extremely strange for her to have someone she didnt know come into her room acting weirdly. Suddenly an idea popped into her head, he was an illusion or something brought from who knows what.
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Post by Jack Banner on Jul 24, 2009 12:57:43 GMT
”Well that’s good!” Jack admitted. So he’d got what he needed, some type of direction, surely it would be good to go now. ”You want blood, do you, Dracula?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. It was kind of sick really. Had she killed her previous victim and drank them dry? Was she some kind of cannibal, or was this just some mental act meant to scare him? Well she was really achieving it anyway, he was freaked out enough. Jack gripped the door handle from behind him. ”Um I don’t know... I recognise you, only the girl I recognise is at school and doesn’t go about asking people for blood,” he frowned. She did look an awful lot similar, but he never talked to that girl. He probably mocked her at some point or shoved past her but he hadn’t ever talked to her. Was this the same girl?
With a sudden inch of bravery inside of him Jack moved towards her bed and sat down upon it. It certainly wasn’t the comfiest of beds in the world but curiosity had taken over him anyway, and since his brother, Samuel, died fear was something he felt a lot less of these days. When you had little to lose there was little to fear. ”Dracula, can I cut your hair off?” he asked her thoughtfully. Giving the weirdo a haircut would probably not cost him too much time and it would be fun to torture her a little bit more.
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Post by Nyree Black on Jul 27, 2009 8:15:19 GMT
Nyree started screaming loudly almost straight after Jack had talked to her, she took a step back slowly then took one forward again quickly; while watching him carefully. She didnt want a haircut and if he tried to give her one, she would bite him; as hard as she could manage. "Out" Nyree screamed at him taking another couple of steps forward while moving her hands around in the air, her mouth was open wide to show her fangs. "OUT NOW" She added a minute later loosing her patience with him, she began growling at him as loud as she could while crouching a little. Nyree was now only two metres away from her bed.
Seeing a shadow appear at the door, Nyree looked up to see who it was; however the person was either gone or hiding by then so she turned back towards Jack now shaking slightly as she took another quiet step towards him, hoping he would get the message and go away; if not Nyree was going to try and attack him, for some blood which she so despertely wanted.
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Post by Jack Banner on Jul 30, 2009 22:06:06 GMT
Jack jumped up as she began to scream. He’d certainly out stayed his welcome and he knew that now. He clambered to his feet from the hard bed. His eyes widened in fear as she showed her supposed fangs, stepping closer to him. He ducked from her grasp before freezing for a moment as she crouched. What was going on. ”Fuck off you lunatic!” He yelled at her as action came back to his legs, his hands. It seemed like it was only his eyes frozen now, still widened with shock.
He breathed deeply before racing towards the door and pushing her aside from his path with all the strength he could muster. Maybe it wasn’t smart but it was all he could do and all he could give to get out of the door. He gripped the handle and opened it only enough for him to squeeze through. Once shut Jack leant against the wall, falling to the ground with deep breathes as his hands rested on the back of his head, his heart beat hammering as it went over everything that had just happened in the room with the psycho. He was definitely not coming here ever again.
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