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pyroxsorin-deactivated20150607

This place is so big… Sorin thought to herself, looking around the building.

Cambria wandered through the halls absentmindedly, pausing when a slight movement caught her eye. She turned toward the other patient and nodded a simple greeting. "Are you looking for something?"

#c; sorin #pyroxsorin

tvandme

#cambria;#visage;#//ok i'll actually be on tomorrow #when i have access to a computer #rp-ing without one is difficult sobs

angel-woods-kwi

She wasn’t sure how long it had been since Lacey and MacKenzie had assaulted her, but it still hurt to breathe, and she couldn’t lay flat on her back without excruciating pain. She could feel bruises all over, and now she was freezing cold, since her shirt was torn, and her frail frame wasn’t helping. Angel had paradoxically taken the remnants of her shirt off and put it to the side, despite her being extremely cold. Waves of nausea hit her frequently, in between bouts of fatigue, which she fought off. Her hands were tangled into her messy blonde hair and she was leaning against a wall, occasionally mumbling to herself.

cambria-leung

There was a level of noise that was present in the cafeteria, a faint buzzing of white noise that Cambria tried to block out. It was easier that way, she found. Easier to lose herself in her own thoughts, pretend that everything was fine and she wasn't freezing. She wrapped her thin sweater, wishing that she'd grabbed something thicker a few days earlier. Squeezing her eyes shut, she tried to conjure up memories, a few past scenes of happiness that she could cling onto to forget about what was happening in the present. She was drifting off into some sort of delirious daze when a few mutters and mumbles cut through her thoughts. Furrowing her brow, she turned toward the direction of the sound, frustrated when she couldn't see who was next to her. "Hey." Her voice sounded cracked and foreign, so she cleared her throat before speaking again. "Are you okay?"

#p; angel #angelwoodskwi

infinityandmadness

" Great, now it’s getting cold. Perfect." Sighs and closes his eyes " I’m just going to try and sleep till the lights come on." Curls up in a corner and drifts off to sleep. He knew no one would find him. So he was able to fall asleep easily.

cambria-leung

Perhaps walking around in the dark wasn't the best of ideas, but Cambria was having trouble keeping her leg muscles from cramping up while she was sitting cross-legged in a corner. She carefully stepped over a few people as she walked along the edge of the room, nearly tripping over what she presumed to be another body. "Sorry!" She winced, backing away from the person carefully.

#c; osric #youreashinynewtoyandyoureallmine

jasonartechez

Goddamn, it’s cold.

Does anyone know where the thermostat is? Or does it not matter, because that’s broken too?

cambria-leung

Maybe they have a centralized heating system and no one has access to it? I honestly have no idea. My fingers feel like they're about to fall off.

#c; jason #jasonartechez

angeliablakewood

Baby, it's cold outside. || Blakewood and Leung

The cold air felt like daggers in her skin, slowly making her feel numb. Exhaustion and hunger, fear and discomfort. Maybe the numbness wouldn’t be a bad thing after all. Maybe if they left them there long enough, she would lose consciousness and wouldn’t feel all that anymore. It was hard to stay awake, hard to never stay in some part of the room for too long. But she couldn’t allow herself to relax. Not when she was stuck in a cold, dark room, surrounded by dangerous patients.

Angelia was blindly dragging herself to the other corner of the cafeteria so she wouldn’t fall asleep, her whole body aching and begging for some rest, when she bumped into someone, losing her balance and stumbling a little, grabbing onto the first thing she could reach - a shoulder and an arm - so she wouldn’t fall.

cambria-leung

Cambria no longer knew what was happening. The last few days had her drifting in and out of unconsciousness, half-awake and delirious. She dark was doing strange things to her mind. Dreams and reality blurred together until they were the same. She'd tucked herself in the corner of a cafeteria, wrapped her light sweater tighter around herself, and hoped for the lights to come back on. She was terrified, hungry, and tired -- and she wanted desperately to go home, to be anywhere but here.

She pushed herself off the ground and staggered into standing position, trying to stay close to the walls while she stretched out her cramping leg muscles. She'd only made a few steps when she felt a person grab onto her shoulder, fingers sinking into her skin. It took everything in her not to scream, but a yelp of shock escaped her lips anyway. "Hello?" she asked, and immediately felt stupid. "Are you okay?"

#p; angelia #angeliablakewood #baby it's cold outside.

keira-carter

Now where did I put that paperwork...

cambria-leung

Paperwork? What kind of paperwork?

#//keeeeiraaaaa #c; keira #keiracarter

perfectionis-selfaffection

What to do...

perfectionis-selfaffection

I suppose I was talking to myself but feel free to answer.

cambria-leung

I'm not sure I'm the best person to answer, actually. I'm not too familiar with what's done around here yet. What do you usually do when you're bored?

#c; destiny #perfectionisselfaffection

jasonartechez

[ He watches her carefully; the downturn of her features, the way she appears to be weighing her options, though his own expression is schooled to be nothing more than innocuous curiosity. ] What’s the PTSD from? The night terrors- that must not be fun. Sleep’s supposed to be an escape and I suppose for you it’s not. [ He nods. ] This place is pretty big, I think we can avoid most of the more unpleasant people if we try.

I figure if I really don’t want to go I’ll just skip it. I don’t think they’d shut me in iso for trying to stay away from other people- I mean, that would be what I wanted, wouldn’t it?

cambria-leung

It's probably a few things. [ Despite telling him that there's no point in hiding the truth only minutes before, she's tempted to fib. She knows, though, that she's already announced her reasons for admission during group therapy, so it's bound to slip out eventually. ] Night terrors are pretty bad, a lot worse than the nightmares. The PTSD... [ She tries to convince herself that it's not a big deal, but her anxiety spikes anyway. ] ...is most likely due to my rape and the subsequent...murder of my rapist. Maybe "murder" is the wrong word; they ended up dropping the charge to voluntary manslaughter.

Honestly, I'm not sure what they'd do if you skipped. I like being alone sometimes, but iso sounds kind of rough. Who leads your group therapy?

#tw: rape #//ok so i fell asleep right when you went to bed #so hopefully i'll have the starter up later today sobs #c; jason #jasonartechez

ohjanemorris-blog

Avoid a girl named Lacey at all costs. It will keep you from running into a situation. A bad one.

cambria-leung

I...will be sure to do that. I would rather not be put in that situation. Did anyone else get hurt?

#c; jane #ohjanemorris

naominextdoor

Ah, well, uh, I’m sure you’ll receive one soon. Um, well, I hope so anyways. Do you think your parents will write?

I, yeah. And I miss them just as much.

cambria-leung

I guess it depends. Maybe from my grandparents, they're not so busy. My dad's always working, so that's less likely.

That must be hard. Are you being released soon? Or can they come visit...?

#c; naomi #naominextdoor

darcy--dancelli-blog

Wrong room.

darcy--dancelli-blog

Thanks for that, Satan. I will now forever live in anxiety of you springing a terrible story upon me. Besides Lucifer, do you have another name?

cambria-leung

I'm sure you'll forget soon enough. And that's exactly when I'll strike. Lucifer, huh? I could deal with that. Lucifer Leung kind of has an alliteration thing going on. You can also call me Cambria, though.