project mayhem

MR GREEN | TWENTY-SEVEN 'two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.'

[lydia-vance-deactivated20130604]

… Oh, the joys. I can’t say I miss paperwork whatsoever. I suppose all the violent craziness just makes it all the more interesting— like a horror story, but real life. I’ve still got scars from those bloody twats. -Stopping, she turns to face him, shaking her head.- Nuh-uh. You’re either staying here or taking me with you. There is no way in hell that I’ll be made to endure this place without you; You’re the only friend I’ve got.

[jared-green]

Here I was thinking that'd be the only thing you'd miss. Reading up on all us crazies. And the blood and guts aren't actually ketchup or red paint. Always a plus. -pulling a face, tilting his head from side to side before huffing- I refuse to stay in England all my life and you aren't even from here so I guess we both know the plan here. We'll find you a nice Australian who isn't Sociopathic.

[lydia-vance-deactivated20130604]

That’s … sadly true. I suppose we’ll see, given that I’m not getting better any time soon here. Though psychos as guards doesn’t really seem, uh, safe? -Chuckling some, she nudges him, before continuing on her path towards the gardens.- Someday soon, the student will surpass the master.

[jared-green]

One day Lydia, it shan't be so bad. Just think of all the paper work you'll go back too. This is the same Kingston that got held hostage by clowns and blown up by some psycho . Since when did it ever sound safe? -following after her with a small smile on his features- And on that day I'll be able to happily retire back in Australia away from all the drama. It'll be great.

[lydia-vance-deactivated20130604]

I think it’s safe to say that even should my mental condition return to a place where I’m comfortable resuming work, that Kingston wouldn’t hire me back. Too much drama, or whatever. -Chuckling, she shrugs, before offering her hand.- So don’t withdraw. Indulge, Jared. That’s what alcohol is there for.

[jared-green]

Lydia, you've been here long enough to know that Kingston has very low standards. A psychotic guy came back as a guard once. They aren't above hiring staff. -grumbling to himself at the memory of said guard, he instead chooses to throw his arm around her shoulders- You're such a bad influence. I've taught you well.

[lydia-vance-deactivated20130604]

… Are you lot really so opposed to who I’ve turned? I mean, for chrissake, even Charlie took me aside and told me he preferred the old me. It’s getting to be a nuisance. -With a faint smirk, she shakes her head.- I see your ego is impenetrable as ever. None of us are really supposed to drink, but … then I don’t really care? It’s one of a few actual joys in this world.

[jared-green]

Oh, I really couldn't care less of who you are or were or whatever. It's more the others who like nice little Lydia. Though we must all admit there were some advantages to your being staff. -shrugs some, cocking his head to the side- I'm not looking forward to the withdrawal symptoms again though, so it looks like I'm screwed either way.

[lydia-vance-deactivated20130604]

Don’t worry— once the new meds kick in, I’m told I’ll be back to my perky old self. … Yippee. All your tutelage has allowed my tolerance to boot way up. I could probably even drink you under the table. That being said, I’ve no intention of getting near the point of drunk today.

[jared-green]

I'll be awaiting that day with great patience, I can assure you. Learn from the best and you're going to become one of the best. But I'm not supposed to drink as much so I guess we'll never know with that point. Shame really.

[lydia-vance-deactivated20130604]

… Eh. I’m still working on that whole ‘feeling emotions’ thing. We’ll leave my fondness for you at a solid ‘like-a-whole-fucking-lot.’ Hm. I suppose you can come along then— but you’re bringing the booze supplies too.

[jared-green]

Luckily for you, I'm not all that picky and I'll take it. Eh, I suppose I can live with that deal. Though I'm not okay with carrying your drunkard ass back here, so moderation is key this fine day.

[lydia-vance-deactivated20130604]

Most amazing? We’ll work on that word choice. I suppose I just fail to see what you bring to the ultimate escape in terms of skills.

[jared-green]

Oh please, you know you love my friendship really. Along with my handiness with such ploys of yours. I'll have us out of here in no time.

[lydia-vance-deactivated20130604]

I refuse to indulge another minute of this idiocy; Time for a walk. With any luck, I’ll get lost in the woods.

[jared-green]

My, my, my. Is Miss Lydia plotting on escaping tonight and not inviting her most amazing friend?

[williambradley1]

[takonans]

[stacyfailure-blog]

[kate-the-crazed-miller-blog]

-pausing a moment, she lets a hand drift up to his jaw where her fingertips run along the edge of it, sighing gently as she does- Well I don’t care what they say, ‘cause you’re trying.. And I love you. Which means m’not ever gonna leave you. I mean, I know we fight a lot and we seem to break up every five minutes… But we never actually leave each other. Not properly.

[jared-green]

-looking down at her with a calm expression, he nods in agreement with her words, knowing it's easier for her to say those things even though he believes it too- Said I would, did I? So long as it's not too little too late I will keep on doing so. Cause I'm an asshole but I do love you. Just have a rather odd way of showin' it.

[kate-the-crazed-miller-blog]

-chuckling with a small shake of her head, she glances away at his words, feeling suddenly guilty that she always doubts him in spite of the times when he’s been there. after a long moment, she closes the small space between them and pushes a small kiss to his lips, leaning back again a moment later- …M’sorry I’m so awful to you.

[jared-green]

-his arm curling around her a little tighter as he twitches his features for the smallest moment, watching her before scrunching his nose, shrugging it off- Nothin' to apologize for. Both as bad as each other, though practically all would argue that I'm the worse.

[kate-the-crazed-miller-blog]

-with a small chuckle- Shame about the lungs though, huh? -looking up at him properly, she shrugs- Guess it’s just one of life’s great mysteries.

-pausing a moment, she eventually speaks up- …And thank you. For y’know, being nice to me and stuff.

[jared-green]

They've had the pass ten plus years of breathing clean air, they can live a while without. -smiling a little- Along with what the kitchen staff use for mystery meat Monday's.

-shrugs- Sometimes it's nice to prove that I'm capable of it.

[kate-the-crazed-miller-blog]

-half laying on him as she’s pulled down onto the bed, she rests her head in the crook of his neck and sighs gently, fingers playing with the neck line on his shirt- I’d make a comment, but I prefer the smoking to the drinking.

Did you find it though, the lighter? -glancing up at him- I can get you one from O’Callaghan if not.

[jared-green]

-his arm wrapping around her waist- Me too. Besides,the way I see it is that it gives my liver a break. Always a plus in that retrospect.

Yeah, it was in the desk draw. Though I still can't place how it got there. I'll blame lack of sleep.

[kate-the-crazed-miller-blog]

-following inside after him, she gently closes the door behind her before pulling him closer to the bed- I can deal with the mess… And what was it you lost?

[jared-green]

-practically falling onto the bed after tripping over a stray shoe, he pulls her down with him and shrugs- My lighter. I can't tell whether I'm terrible at keeping track of things or if the sticky fingers situation is playing up again.

[kate-the-crazed-miller-blog]

-her tone quiet as her fingers thread through his- Take me back to your room..? I like it in there.

[jared-green]

-nodding his head, he turns left at the end of the corridor and leads them back to his bedroom, silently pushing the door open upon arrival- S'cuse the mess. I thought I'd lost something.