One Flew Over...

@Aaron

“None of those,” Charlie replied with a laugh at the noise Aaron had made when he walked into the wall. “I’d suggest you run your hand against the wall to let it guide you,” he said. His many nights of wandering around Bethlem at night gave him a lot of practice navigating it’s corridors. “Or you could hold my hand if you’re scared. I can guide you,” he added with a grin.

“Why the fuck would I hold your damn hand?” Aaron followed his voice so he was now looking straight at Charlie. “Thank you but no, I’m good, I think I’ll use the hand on the wall thing.” He was pretty sure there was a supply closet nearby so started to walk on, this time in the right direction with his hand against the wall which brushed over doors, hell even other people which made them recoil at the sudden but brief touch.

“I was just joking. You’re so fun to tease,” Charlie chuckled, following behind Aaron. “Where are you headed? Are you hungry or something?” he asked, the mental map he had in his mind was telling him that they were heading in the direction of the dining hall. There also seemed to be more people rushing past them now and Charlie could not even tell if they were residents or members of staff.

“You know, I have NO idea where I’m headed, I’m just walking…in fact why don’t YOU lead?” He stopped and frowned when the other man bumped into him so turned and stood behind him instead, letting his hand fall onto his shoulder. “Go ahead, we can go to the dining hall if you like.”

They had no idea of the mess and the panic in that place, same with the day room, the lights going out were causing a bit of a riot in places, people taking their chances to escape the place.

“See. I knew I’d have to end up guiding you,” Charlie laughed, striding forwards as he led them towards the dining hall. There was starting to be more noise here now, as they got closer to the congregation of people. Most of them had thought to come here when the light went out, seeing as it was one of the designated areas to go to during emergency situations.

“I don’t think any of the guards are around though,” Charlie said, turning back to look at Aaron in the darkness. “No one seems to be barking orders at us.” He looked around as best as he could, squinting and trying to get his eyes to make use of the meagre amounts of moonlight as much as possible.

“Shut up.” Aaron followed next to him when he walked on ahead, listening out around him, luckily his hearing was good and it didn’t sound very good either. So before they could reach the dining hall, he grabbed Charlies shoulder to make him stop. “It doesn’t sound so good in there…perhaps it was a bad idea.”

And it WAS a bad idea as one of the other patients got hold of the fire extinguisher and sprayed it around the place so everyone got coated in the white stuff. “Fuck.” Aaron moved some from out of his eyes then spat some out. “Great idea genius.”

"Oh yuck!" Charlie cried out, getting a face full of the white stuff since he was standing closer than Aaron. "That's disgusting!" he cried out, wiping at his face frantically and turning around to head towards the nearest toilet he could find. He reached a hand out and dragged Aaron with him, not wanting to walk around alone when the asylum was in such a state. They both needed to clean themselves up anyway.

"Come on. Bathroom!" he said, still trying to brush the contents of the fire extinguisher from his person. "What were they planning on doing with that? That was the exact opposite of what we needed!" he complained, finding the bathroom quickly and letting himself in. No one else had thought to use one at that moment.

@Aaron

“None of those,” Charlie replied with a laugh at the noise Aaron had made when he walked into the wall. “I’d suggest you run your hand against the wall to let it guide you,” he said. His many nights of wandering around Bethlem at night gave him a lot of practice navigating it’s corridors. “Or you could hold my hand if you’re scared. I can guide you,” he added with a grin.

“Why the fuck would I hold your damn hand?” Aaron followed his voice so he was now looking straight at Charlie. “Thank you but no, I’m good, I think I’ll use the hand on the wall thing.” He was pretty sure there was a supply closet nearby so started to walk on, this time in the right direction with his hand against the wall which brushed over doors, hell even other people which made them recoil at the sudden but brief touch.

“I was just joking. You’re so fun to tease,” Charlie chuckled, following behind Aaron. “Where are you headed? Are you hungry or something?” he asked, the mental map he had in his mind was telling him that they were heading in the direction of the dining hall. There also seemed to be more people rushing past them now and Charlie could not even tell if they were residents or members of staff.

“You know, I have NO idea where I’m headed, I’m just walking…in fact why don’t YOU lead?” He stopped and frowned when the other man bumped into him so turned and stood behind him instead, letting his hand fall onto his shoulder. “Go ahead, we can go to the dining hall if you like.”

They had no idea of the mess and the panic in that place, same with the day room, the lights going out were causing a bit of a riot in places, people taking their chances to escape the place.

"See. I knew I'd have to end up guiding you," Charlie laughed, striding forwards as he led them towards the dining hall. There was starting to be more noise here now, as they got closer to the congregation of people. Most of them had thought to come here when the light went out, seeing as it was one of the designated areas to go to during emergency situations.

"I don't think any of the guards are around though," Charlie said, turning back to look at Aaron in the darkness. "No one seems to be barking orders at us." He looked around as best as he could, squinting and trying to get his eyes to make use of the meagre amounts of moonlight as much as possible.

@Aaron

“Huh, so you’re right.” Aaron stumbled into his room once more and tutted as he stood on his shoe before he found a tshirt and pulled it on over his head, not really caring if it was the wrong way around at the moment. “Perhaps we should go and inspect it.” His hand went over Charlies to stop him from flicking it on and off.

“That sound is annoying.” He took his hand away and pushed Charlies back towards him with it. “I’m surprised it hasn’t caused a massive mass panic yet.” Aaron stepped out and looked up and down the hall, more people starting to come out and talking to each other with just as much puzzlement.

“Us? Unless you’re some sort of electrician, I doubt they’d want you to help,” Charlie replied, pulling his hand back from the light switch. “I was just testing it to see if it worked,” he grumbled.

“We should look around anyway. I imagine they’d all be busy trying to fix it now, they won’t care what we get up to. This chaos might be interesting to observe first-hand too,” he said with a grin, even though Aaron probably could not see it in the pitch darkness.

Aaron had a ponder on what he was saying before a slight smirk came onto his face. “Yes, it WOULD be interesting dear Charles.” He used the moonlight to find his shoulder to squeeze it playfully. “So let’s go.” Now he let him go and started to walk on ahead but the only problem was, he had no idea where he was going to soon smacked into a wall with a grunt.

“Perhaps we find a torch first…” He said from the floor before getting to his feet, using the wall for leverage. “Unless you have a lighter? Matches?”

“None of those,” Charlie replied with a laugh at the noise Aaron had made when he walked into the wall. “I’d suggest you run your hand against the wall to let it guide you,” he said. His many nights of wandering around Bethlem at night gave him a lot of practice navigating it’s corridors. “Or you could hold my hand if you’re scared. I can guide you,” he added with a grin.

“Why the fuck would I hold your damn hand?” Aaron followed his voice so he was now looking straight at Charlie. “Thank you but no, I’m good, I think I’ll use the hand on the wall thing.” He was pretty sure there was a supply closet nearby so started to walk on, this time in the right direction with his hand against the wall which brushed over doors, hell even other people which made them recoil at the sudden but brief touch.

"I was just joking. You're so fun to tease," Charlie chuckled, following behind Aaron. "Where are you headed? Are you hungry or something?" he asked, the mental map he had in his mind was telling him that they were heading in the direction of the dining hall. There also seemed to be more people rushing past them now and Charlie could not even tell if they were residents or members of staff.

@Aaron

“Huh, so you’re right.” Aaron stumbled into his room once more and tutted as he stood on his shoe before he found a tshirt and pulled it on over his head, not really caring if it was the wrong way around at the moment. “Perhaps we should go and inspect it.” His hand went over Charlies to stop him from flicking it on and off.

“That sound is annoying.” He took his hand away and pushed Charlies back towards him with it. “I’m surprised it hasn’t caused a massive mass panic yet.” Aaron stepped out and looked up and down the hall, more people starting to come out and talking to each other with just as much puzzlement.

“Us? Unless you’re some sort of electrician, I doubt they’d want you to help,” Charlie replied, pulling his hand back from the light switch. “I was just testing it to see if it worked,” he grumbled.

“We should look around anyway. I imagine they’d all be busy trying to fix it now, they won’t care what we get up to. This chaos might be interesting to observe first-hand too,” he said with a grin, even though Aaron probably could not see it in the pitch darkness.

Aaron had a ponder on what he was saying before a slight smirk came onto his face. “Yes, it WOULD be interesting dear Charles.” He used the moonlight to find his shoulder to squeeze it playfully. “So let’s go.” Now he let him go and started to walk on ahead but the only problem was, he had no idea where he was going to soon smacked into a wall with a grunt.

“Perhaps we find a torch first…” He said from the floor before getting to his feet, using the wall for leverage. “Unless you have a lighter? Matches?”

"None of those," Charlie replied with a laugh at the noise Aaron had made when he walked into the wall. "I'd suggest you run your hand against the wall to let it guide you," he said. His many nights of wandering around Bethlem at night gave him a lot of practice navigating it's corridors. "Or you could hold my hand if you're scared. I can guide you," he added with a grin.

@Aaron

Charlie had been lounging around on his bed reading one of the rather dreadful books from the library when the lights in his room suddenly turned themselves off. He let out an exasperated noise and sat up, looking out of his window to see if the other rooms were having the same problem. It seemed like they were, as Bethlem had been plunged into complete darkness. Even the lights on the guardposts near the gate had been switched off.

“Huh,” he said to himself softly and got off the bed to open the door, peaking out into the hallway. There was no light save for the moonlight shining through the window and his eyes adjusted slowly. He padded to the next room and knocked on the door.

“Aaron? Are you in?” he called out, hearing the panicked cries of the other people in the hallway as it slowly started to dawn on them that the lights were not coming back on anytime soon.

Aaron woke with a start when his bed side light went off and spent the next few moments fiddling around and tried to turn it back on. “What the fuck?” He sat up and peered out of the window, noting the other lights going out around the asylum, was this a big fucking joke?

Then he heard Charlies voice at the door and knocking which prompted him to get up off the bed and slid over to the door, stumbling over things a couple of times. “Charles…what’s going on?” He looked over the other mans shoulder as he heard the panicked voices around them. “Did someone turn all the lights out?”

“It seems the power has been cut off. The lights in the guardpost near the gates have gone out as well,” Charlie explain, looking back towards the corridor as well. A few more heads were starting to poke out from the various doors now, other curious people wanting to find out what was going on.

“Maybe they’re fixing it,” he said, feeling the sudden rush of air behind him of someone running past in haste. “The whole building has lost power,” he said, leaning into Aaron’s room and flicking the light switch on the wall a few times.

“Huh, so you’re right.” Aaron stumbled into his room once more and tutted as he stood on his shoe before he found a tshirt and pulled it on over his head, not really caring if it was the wrong way around at the moment. “Perhaps we should go and inspect it.” His hand went over Charlies to stop him from flicking it on and off.

“That sound is annoying.” He took his hand away and pushed Charlies back towards him with it. “I’m surprised it hasn’t caused a massive mass panic yet.” Aaron stepped out and looked up and down the hall, more people starting to come out and talking to each other with just as much puzzlement.

"Us? Unless you're some sort of electrician, I doubt they'd want you to help," Charlie replied, pulling his hand back from the light switch. "I was just testing it to see if it worked," he grumbled.

"We should look around anyway. I imagine they'd all be busy trying to fix it now, they won't care what we get up to. This chaos might be interesting to observe first-hand too," he said with a grin, even though Aaron probably could not see it in the pitch darkness.

God, I haven’t been on Aaron for AGES XD

But it’s Tuesgay so…

Cheers.

We can just pretend that Charlie has to tackle Aaron out of his room every time. Damn loner.

#ooc

@Aaron

Charlie had been lounging around on his bed reading one of the rather dreadful books from the library when the lights in his room suddenly turned themselves off. He let out an exasperated noise and sat up, looking out of his window to see if the other rooms were having the same problem. It seemed like they were, as Bethlem had been plunged into complete darkness. Even the lights on the guardposts near the gate had been switched off.

“Huh,” he said to himself softly and got off the bed to open the door, peaking out into the hallway. There was no light save for the moonlight shining through the window and his eyes adjusted slowly. He padded to the next room and knocked on the door.

“Aaron? Are you in?” he called out, hearing the panicked cries of the other people in the hallway as it slowly started to dawn on them that the lights were not coming back on anytime soon.

Aaron woke with a start when his bed side light went off and spent the next few moments fiddling around and tried to turn it back on. “What the fuck?” He sat up and peered out of the window, noting the other lights going out around the asylum, was this a big fucking joke?

Then he heard Charlies voice at the door and knocking which prompted him to get up off the bed and slid over to the door, stumbling over things a couple of times. “Charles…what’s going on?” He looked over the other mans shoulder as he heard the panicked voices around them. “Did someone turn all the lights out?”

"It seems the power has been cut off. The lights in the guardpost near the gates have gone out as well," Charlie explain, looking back towards the corridor as well. A few more heads were starting to poke out from the various doors now, other curious people wanting to find out what was going on.

"Maybe they're fixing it," he said, feeling the sudden rush of air behind him of someone running past in haste. "The whole building has lost power," he said, leaning into Aaron's room and flicking the light switch on the wall a few times.

@Aaron

Charlie had been lounging around on his bed reading one of the rather dreadful books from the library when the lights in his room suddenly turned themselves off. He let out an exasperated noise and sat up, looking out of his window to see if the other rooms were having the same problem. It seemed like they were, as Bethlem had been plunged into complete darkness. Even the lights on the guardposts near the gate had been switched off.

"Huh," he said to himself softly and got off the bed to open the door, peaking out into the hallway. There was no light save for the moonlight shining through the window and his eyes adjusted slowly. He padded to the next room and knocked on the door.

"Aaron? Are you in?" he called out, hearing the panicked cries of the other people in the hallway as it slowly started to dawn on them that the lights were not coming back on anytime soon.

#rp: aaron

@Atticus

“Huh, you’re right.” A laugh escaped him before he chose to slump down on his side on the bed right next to Charlie as he babbled on. Atticus raise a brow and put his hand over his mouth to make him stop talking. “Shh…stop babbling on and tell me something, what does it feel like to have someone close like you and Gabriel?”

Charlie blinked at him and poked his tongue out against Atticus’ palm and gave it a lick. That’d teach him to shut him up that way, he thought with a mischievous glint in his eye.

“Have you never been with anyone before? How old are you again?” he asked, swatting at Atticus’ hand.

“EW!” He quickly took his hand away and wiped his down Charlies front, pulling a face. “Gross dude, you don’t know where my hand has been, could’ve been down my pants before you came in.” Atticus smirked before dropping his hand and shrugged at his questions.

“I’m 36 years old, bare in mind I’d just turned 30 when I got locked up in here…” He pointed out with a sigh. “No, nothing serious anyway, I was deluded by fire and had more one nights than you can count on your hands.”

"Judging from your reaction, I doubt it was down your pants, old man," Charlie retorted with a wide grin. "And to answer your question, oh promiscuous one, I guess it's just a sense of security, mostly. Knowing that there's someone you can fall back on and trust no matter what. Although look at how that turned out for me," he finished with a wry smile on his face. "I guess I shouldn't have expected much from a place like this..."

@Atticus

“No, no we can’t.” Atticus did lean into his hand a bit when he patted it but then sat up properly. “Oh I see.” He laughed and punched him on the arm. “I am different! Every time, I’m just having a bad day and so are you so we can be grumpy together.”

“Yes,” Charlie said seriously. “We can become grumpy old men together. Then again, I thought that was supposed to be reserved for you and Peter. I doubt I’d be able to hold up this grumpy act for long, even with my current circumstances,” he babbled on, anything to prevent them from lapsing into silence, even though they had not come across that yet.

“Huh, you’re right.” A laugh escaped him before he chose to slump down on his side on the bed right next to Charlie as he babbled on. Atticus raise a brow and put his hand over his mouth to make him stop talking. “Shh…stop babbling on and tell me something, what does it feel like to have someone close like you and Gabriel?”

Charlie blinked at him and poked his tongue out against Atticus' palm and gave it a lick. That'd teach him to shut him up that way, he thought with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Have you never been with anyone before? How old are you again?" he asked, swatting at Atticus' hand.

@Atticus

“No, no we can’t.” Atticus did lean into his hand a bit when he patted it but then sat up properly. “Oh I see.” He laughed and punched him on the arm. “I am different! Every time, I’m just having a bad day and so are you so we can be grumpy together.”

"Yes," Charlie said seriously. "We can become grumpy old men together. Then again, I thought that was supposed to be reserved for you and Peter. I doubt I'd be able to hold up this grumpy act for long, even with my current circumstances," he babbled on, anything to prevent them from lapsing into silence, even though they had not come across that yet.

@Atticus

“Not all twins have that mind-reading ability. Don’t believe everything the media likes to tell you,” Charlie chuckled. “I’m sure he could control it himself if he wanted to. They’re just afraid of him, the way they’re afraid of us. And so, decided to take away our rights to exist and be ourselves,” he said wryly. “We have no say in anything. I mean, look at what they did to Gabe? Who knows if they even told him where they were going to take him or what they’re doing to him now,” he added, sounding slightly distressed. “Your problem is completely different. I know you wouldn’t do such things to people like us…”

“Oh I see, well then, I stand corrected on the twin thing.” Atticus shrugged with a bit of a smile, luckily for Charlie then, eh? “You’re starting to sound like Prof X.” A small chuckle escaped him. “Next you’ll be saying that you lot with the abilities are the next stage of human evolution and the world should embrace it, not fear it.”

He continued to chuckle in the same manner but a part of him thought that this could be true so he glanced warily at Charlie now before at the wall on the other side of the room. “The worst I could do was set you on fire and laugh at your burning body.”

“Maybe I should be saying that,” Charlie laughed. “And we’ve already decided that that’s my nickname, have we not, my dear Loki?” he grinned, stretching out of the bed a bit. “And that would be such a Loki-like thing to do. Are you sure you’re not a trickster in disguise?” he joked, reaching over to poke Atticus in the ribs.

“Oh I’m sure I’m not a trickster in disguise.” He laughed and rubbed his ribs a bit but then smiled and gave Charlie a slight shove. “If I was, you would probably know anyway, I sweat up a storm if I wear leather so yes, I’m pretty sure I’m not Loki.” Atticus shook his head a bit then put it back against the wall. “I’m sorry I seem a bit of a grumpy puss today.”

"That's alright. I think that's both of us today. We can't really help our feelings, can we?" Charlie replied with a smile, reaching over to pat Atticus on the cheek. "And, to tell you the truth, I hardly noticed the difference," he teased, letting out a small laugh as he watched Atticus.

@Atticus

Seeing the grin made Atticus grin back with a slight chuckle, now relaxing when he knew that Charlie wasn’t that mad at him. “Huh, you probably would still be out there if you both went your separate ways but I guess since you’re twins it must be hard to be apart for a very long time.” Atticus shrugged. “Well I don’t know, it’d probably made just for him, it looks like it has been.”

“Yeah, well, I just couldn’t bear the thought of her being in here alone. And since I have an ability too, it would’ve been unfair for her to come in here alone. Please don’t tell her that. I don’t want her to think I care, especially after all this place has put me through,” Charlie grumbled. “And that’s still terrible. To have a part of you suppressed in such a way… Humans are disgusting,” he wrinkled his nose in distaste. “Present company excluded, of course.”

“I bet she knows that you care anyway, why wouldn’t she know? You are twins after all.” Atticus shrugged his shoulders. “Yes, it is terrible but I suppose it helps him keep control on what he can do…” Chuckling a little, he just tutted lightly. “Well I’m a horrible human being who loves fire so go ahead, you can say whatever you want.”

“Not all twins have that mind-reading ability. Don’t believe everything the media likes to tell you,” Charlie chuckled. “I’m sure he could control it himself if he wanted to. They’re just afraid of him, the way they’re afraid of us. And so, decided to take away our rights to exist and be ourselves,” he said wryly. “We have no say in anything. I mean, look at what they did to Gabe? Who knows if they even told him where they were going to take him or what they’re doing to him now,” he added, sounding slightly distressed. “Your problem is completely different. I know you wouldn’t do such things to people like us…”

“Oh I see, well then, I stand corrected on the twin thing.” Atticus shrugged with a bit of a smile, luckily for Charlie then, eh? “You’re starting to sound like Prof X.” A small chuckle escaped him. “Next you’ll be saying that you lot with the abilities are the next stage of human evolution and the world should embrace it, not fear it.”

He continued to chuckle in the same manner but a part of him thought that this could be true so he glanced warily at Charlie now before at the wall on the other side of the room. “The worst I could do was set you on fire and laugh at your burning body.”

"Maybe I should be saying that," Charlie laughed. "And we've already decided that that's my nickname, have we not, my dear Loki?" he grinned, stretching out of the bed a bit. "And that would be such a Loki-like thing to do. Are you sure you're not a trickster in disguise?" he joked, reaching over to poke Atticus in the ribs.