Blood Red Roses

Chaerin grimaced and pulled her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs and tried to push back farther into the wall. She didn’t want to hurt anyone. She just wanted to get better and be happy, was that too much to ask? ”I don’t want to hurt anyone,” she whispered no longer looking at Minji, instead her gaze focused on the bed. Minji’s murmurs had not gone unheard but Chaerin didn’t want to address them. She didn’t want to know whatever it was Minji was thinking about. For the first time, at least that she knew of, she was glad that there would be no recollection of this in the morning. ”I don’t want to hurt anyone.” She repeated, looking up only when she heard another laugh and found Bonkers walking around the room shaking his head. I told you to take care of her. Look what you started stupid girl.

She rolled her eyes before watching the other try to get farther away, her head tilting slightly. "Why? What's wrong with that? Some people deserve to be hurt." Her eyes were starting to narrow into angry slits and her lips were pursed as she suddenly stood. "You're gonna have to get over it at some point. Hurting people." She was stalking over to the other, hands closed into fists. "You know what happens to people that don't want to hurt other people, Chaerin?" She was standing over the other now, teeth clenched, her eyes cold and malicious. "They get hurt. Badly. By the people who don't mind hurting people. I don't mind at all, in fact, I enjoy it." The wide, half-crazed grin on her face faltered, the anger on her face melting away as quickly as it came. Soon she was backing off and rolling her eyes again.

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He can’t help but snicker at her observations. “Hm,” he hums, amused, and cocks an eyebrow at the way she looks him over. “You think so?” he asks quietly, his smile returning at the soothing touches she grants him. He finds himself laughing inside; truthfully, he would have been the one to flirt with her first, if he didn’t hate the fact that most males were like that and wanted to be different from the rest. For decency’s sake, he’d suppressed his own nature, but now it’s only too easy to play along. He gives her hand a little squeeze and nods, smiling brightly in return. “Yeah, let’s go eat.” He follows along as they head to the dining hall, he assumes; he hasn’t been there yet, and he has to admit he’s quite hungry too.

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She chuckles softly at the light squeeze of her hand, fixing her posture and demeanor before stepping out of the room with him. She knew that these orderlies were susceptible to aegyo and she was prepared to give them what they wanted so that she could get what she wanted. "Oppa~ I can take Taeminnie to get something to eat, right? We're so hungry~" The orderlies guarding the door seemed to be trying not to blush at this display, her eyes wide and lips fixed into the cutest pout she could manage. "Alright, Minji but have him back soon, arasseo? And no going to any unauthorized places. We'll come to get you if you're gone too long." She smiles and blows kisses in their direction, "Gomawo~!" Her steps are light, almost a skip, as she walks down the hall with Taemin in tow.

It’s mainly for comfort, but yes, it does.

Oh? Wae? Do you need more room than the boxers allow? -takes a step closer-

Usually Chaerin was able to keep a brave face even when she could hardly understand what was going on. And usually knowing that someone, in this case Minji, was trying to push her buttons and get a reaction out of her hardened that mask. But as soon as the word damaged left the other woman’s lips the bits of restraint she was clinging to succumbed to whispers. Chaerin’s eyes narrowed and her lip curled slightly as she leaned forward, meeting Minji’s stare with a glare. ”I am not damaged.” She growled, emphasizing each word before shoving Minji back. Immediately after doing so she somehow snapped out of the daze and lurched back, surprised at the thoughts that were running through her head.

The room was filled with laughter as she picked herself up, having fallen back after being shoved, "I knew it! Omo, look at your face!" After taking a minute to calm down from her laughter she sat on the bed again, legs folded under herself, leaning in, eyeing the other curiously. "You didn't mean to do that, right? You look surprised, Chaerin. So is that what does it then? I'll have to remember that... Although you probably won't, will you?" She was lost in her own thoughts, wondering what it would be like living here with this girl. She's fun, I like her... She nodded at the small voice, a mischievous grin spreading across her face, "Mm... Me too. She'll be fun to play with." she murmurs, not caring if the other heard her or not.

It really shouldn’t. I rarely wear boxers.

Rarely? That must come in handy, huh. -smirks-

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He laughs a little at her rather sarcastic agreement, but when she comes closer he starts to get nervous. “Do I?” he asks hesitantly, eyes darting to the side when she starts circling him to try and keep her in his line of vision, an uncomfortable yet almost imperceptible shiver running up his spine when she goes behind him and he can’t see her anymore. He knows it, this girl is dangerous, and she puts him ill at ease. When she stops walking he looks at her warily. “O…kay.” He’s at a loss for what to say. Do I even want to know?

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"Mm.." Her grin gets wider as she nods, "Yup, you look pretty normal. That only makes me more curious, though, because it's deceiving. Normal on the outside, and probably mad as a hatter on the inside." She nods again, mostly to herself as she takes a step back and lets her eyes trail up and down his body appreciatively. "And you're cute too, that can be an advantage..." She nods yet again, stepping forward and raising her hand to softly rake through his hair a few times. "Attractiveness can definitely come in handy around here." A warm and friendly smile lights up her face as she lowers her hand, letting it slide down his arm before taking his hand in hers. "I'm hungry, come eat with me?" As she backs away she tugs on his arm a little, trying to get him to go along with her.

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It’s okay. I’m not wearing any boxers either. {-smiles.;}

-grins and nods- That doesn't surprise me at all for some reason.

Minji’s reaction actually surprised Chaerin a bit, anyone that was interested in her usually didn’t care about that part of her. Chaerin wasn’t sure how to respond exactly. But the whispering was stronger now and growing stronger with each poke. Asking, no, demanding that Chaerin stop Minji from touching her. Slap her, slap her, slap her. But she tried not to listen as she grabbed Minji’s wrist to stop her from poking hr shoulder. Her eyes narrowed slightly and her lips pursed a bit but she did finally answer the other. ”Neurological damage. I can’t retain certain memories apparently.” That was maybe too obvious but she wasn’t able to focus as well with the whispering in her ear. Bad girl, such a very bad girl. You don’t listen to Bonkers anymore.

With raised eyebrows she glanced at the hand that held her wrist, "Neurological damage, huh? So I guess that means your brain doesn't work like it used to." She chuckled, tugging her arm out of Chaerin's grasp as she watched her with narrowed eyes. "You look a bit distracted there, Chaerin. What's goin' on in that damaged head of yours?" She leaned in even closer, wondering if the other would finally snap. As she stared her down, she idly wondered what Mingkki would want her to do if she were here. A wide grin spread across her face as she realized she'd probably want her to punch the girl to see if it would bring out the reaction she wanted.

Chaerin wished she could tell her what happened at the hospital. She wished that she could. But all that she had was an uneasy feeling that she couldn’t quite place. It was maddening really. At Minji’s questions, Chaering turned her attention back to the girl, trying to figure out how to answer her. As much as she could help it she didn’t want to give away what exactly was wrong with her. But at the same time making herself too distant could pose a bit of a problem. Finally deciding to just go for it, Chaerin nodded. ”Yeah, that’s what they tell me anyway. I usually can’t remember it afterwards. I had the entire ward afraid of me before. The doctors always said that was a lie but it’s hard not to notice.” She just assumed there was something distinctly creepy about a person that could murder one day and not remember it the next, effectively staying under the radar in that manner. Or perhaps she was just thinking too much again.

Quickly sitting up, she shifted to her knees, leaning forward with an eager grin. "Really? Sounds interesting. And you don't remember a thing afterwards, huh?" She raised her hand, index finger extended as she began poking the other's shoulder. "How does it work? Do you black out when you get mad? C'mon, Chaerin, show me something." she exclaims as she repeatedly poked her shoulder, watching her face for any type of reaction.

{-raises one eyebrow.;} I was joking around ma’am, no need to get your panties in a bunch.

You call that joking around? You should work on that. -reaches up to lightly pat your shoulder- Oh and I'm not wearing panties but thanks for worrying about them, means a lot to me.

{-shakes his head.;} whatever, whatever.

-sighs and stares up at you for a moment- Damn, you really do need to get laid. -raises her eyebrows as she eyes you, her hands on her hips- Are you always this stiff?