hero

I'm a ballerina, but only in my bathroom.

[phillipesaltz]

No I haven’t been singing Christmas songs all day, what are you talking about?

[lucifers-hell-blog]

That's funny cause I'm pretty sure I could hear someone singing them all day.

[jackxemerson-blog]

      “Kid, as long as you’re not doing something dangerous that’s going to get you in trouble in a bad way, ‘m not going to say anything but watch what you do. So, boyfriend? Girlfriend? Partner? — A napkin would work, yeah.”

[lucifers-hell-blog]

I'm not doing anything dangerous, just finding a way to sleep without nightmares crippling me. You got it first time: boyfriend. Alright then, here. You go first.

[jackxemerson-blog]

      “Shit.. sorry, kid. That.. that’s pretty shit. D’you, uh.. Get the whole nightmare thing with it too? Again, totally optional question, just so you know. Hey, it was worth a shot. I’ll settle for tic-tac-toe, I guess. You got a sheet of paper? I think I’ve got a pen— yeah, here you go. Paper?”

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Yeah, pretty much. Yeah, the nightmares are the worst part. I can't sleep alone so I have to sneak-- I probably shouldn't tell you that; you're staff. Paper? Uh, I have...a napkin?

[jackxemerson-blog]

      “Attack as in panic attack, or stabbing attack, or.. I dunno, some other attack? Sorry to pry, ‘s just.. Sorry. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want. —Shit, kid, I don’t know. Rock paper scissors, maybe, but tic-tac-toe?”

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Oh, um, I'm here for PTSD...was in a school shooting so I guess shooting games would trigger me. Yeah, panic attacks or flashbacks or whatever fuckery my mind is up for. Dude, I am not playing rock paper scissors.

[jackxemerson-blog]

      “True.. I dunno, it just sounds like a kinda shitty way to waste time. I’ve never really got the whole shooting game thing, anyway. ‘m sorry about Mario not working, though. Uh.. what about tic-tac-toe?”

[lucifers-hell-blog]

There isn't really much point to them I guess...and if I was to play one now I would probably have an attack but it was something to do. Tic-tac-toe? Fine, but only if you play with me.

[jackxemerson-blog]

      “Ah.. and, uh, why’re you so keen on killing people in those games, though? Why not go back to, like… Mario, or Tetris, or some shit like that?”

[lucifers-hell-blog]

I guess not but it's not like I'm about to do that and shoot everyone here. I've been playing Mario since I got here, I'm kinda bored of it now.

[eli--davis]

Oh come on, we do a lot more than walk around.

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Does feeding ourselves count too? And wiping our own asses?

[jackxemerson-blog]

      “Y’know, I haven’t played that before. ‘S it any good?”

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Some are better than others. Modern Warfare two is my favourite. The zombies scare me.

[eli--davis]

Agreed. They really should accomodate for their older patients more.

[lucifers-hell-blog]

I feel like we're just part of the nursery. Apart from we get to walk around. 

[eli--davis]

Now that would be sweet.

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Right? Or watch a movie that isn't all rainbows and butterflies. 

[lucifers-hell-blog]

This place would be a whole lot better if I could play Call Of Duty. 

[jacecolbert-blog]

After saying what he had said Jace had taken a close look at the girl, and she did look skinny, but his warped mind was almost jealous of the protruding bones he could see. “Apparently so” he shrugged.

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Esme's eyes flickered down to his untouched plate of food whilst she took a bite of her apple. She nodded again, "so that's why your food is free to a good home."

[jacecolbert-blog]

Jace frowned. “That sucks” he said sympathetically, fiddling with the cutlery that was still lying on the table. “You don’t look underweight to me…although I guess I’m not the best judge of that”

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Esme shrugged. Sure, she didn't look underweight to him but she doubted he would be saying that if he saw how much her hips protruded or what she'd gone through to fit into the smallest sized clothes she could find. "So you're anorexic?"

[jacecolbert-blog]

"Sorry" he apologised again, before nodding. "Ah, okay. Why do the doctors force you to eat then?" he asked curiously, a little confused.

[lucifers-hell-blog]

"You don't have to apologise," she assured him with a small smile. She shrugged at his question. "Cause I'm underweight," she wrinkled up her nose. "Apparently they don't like people having a good metabolism."

[jacecolbert-blog]

Jace had the decency to look down at his lap in shame. “S-sorry..” he quickly apologised, cheeks a deep red. “I didn’t…I’m sorry if I offended you. I just thought…when you said…never mind”

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Esme shook her head. "You didn't offend me," she assured him. "I just wasn't expecting that. I'm here for PTSD."

[jacecolbert-blog]

"I haven’t really been here that long" Jace informed her, playing with the ends of his sleeves. He always got hungry, but he couldn’t afford to break his iron clad control. "You have anorexia too?" he asked, looking up at her.

[lucifers-hell-blog]

Esme nodded slowly. She couldn't hide her shock when he asked about anorexia and she shook her head quickly. "No...no, I'm not here for anorexia," she said softly.

[jacecolbert-blog]

Jace watched her eat the apple slightly jealously. The kitchen staff had given him a full plate and hadn’t allowed him to just take a piece of fruit. “They haven’t yet so…I’m probably in the clear” he shrugged.

[lucifers-hell-blog]

"In that case you're lucky," she nodded, sitting down opposite him. "They've caught me a couple times. Like, sometimes I'm just not hungry, you know? But they still make you eat."