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"The library contains both fiction and nonfiction, I believe. To get a better idea of what’s there you should ask the librarian. he is a very kind and helpful man."

"Oh, okay. Thank you. I'll ask him. I'll, uh, leave you to get back to your work. Sorry."

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There was too much blood rushing through his ears, too much chaos in his head, too much noise to hear what was actually there. Presence of another person by the sound of a book dropping. That what at least until it was too late and she was right there. Eyes widening at her. “GET AWAY” He was shouting loud, scrambling up, grabbing the nearest item in her room and chucking it at her to try and scare her back, or make her go back.Castiel managed to trap himself in the room with one of these… these things and he was giving in, the voices. The angels. What makes him insane all telling him different things to do. All involving someone getting hurt in the end.

The object was a diary of Eva's. It flew at her face and she brought her arms up to protect herself. Thankfully, it was small, and so it didn't hurt too much as it bounced off her arms. The frantic screaming was what scared her, and she backed away. "I'm not going to hurt you," she promised. "Please, what's wrong?" She looked to the door, seriously wondering if she should run for the nurse.

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”You give those to yourself?” He repeats.

"Yes..."

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”I was uh..I meant to..Oh how embarrassing for a staff member to get lost…” He sighs.

"I-it's okay."

#convo #c:syliph

"Well you could wait in one of the waiting areas if your appointments are close together. There’s also a game room I believe, and I know for sure that there’s a library."

"I might check out the library. I haven't yet. Is it fictional or non fiction?"

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Castiel was hiding. The question would be from what. Some unknown being, one of those creatures from his nightmares, one of those.. demons. He kept seeing them, the rooms, everyone he saw. They were watching him, surrounding him. Keep them away. Keep them away. Fight back. Make them go. Voices contradicting with his vision. Screaming at him to protect himself and make them leave, nurses, patients, doctors most all looking like horrific demons. He doesn’t want to hurt them He can’t. They’d just call more over and then hose ones would hurt him or put him under and restrain him. Castiel ran, trying to find the closest secluded place from them, door slamming when he thought he was alone. Hiding behind what he counted as the nearest shield, his eyes reddened and looking like he was crying or about to. His breath quivering and he closed his eyes tight, holding his head and trying to will them to leave him alone. To make the voices of those angels stop telling him to right against something he has no chance with. To go away, to just let him be

Eva scrambled when someone ran into her room and hid. She was sitting on her bed, reading a book she'd borrowed from the library. The noise startled her, causing her to drop the book and curl up against the bed frame. It became clear quickly that the man was not here to hurt her, but to hide. Perhaps he'd thought her room was empty, after all she'd only arrived recently. Slowly and quietly, she slipped from the bed and approached him. "Are you alright?" Stupid question, stupid girl. Obviously not. She ignored the thoughts. Instead, she walked closer. "Should I get the nurse?"

#para #p:castiel

This information probably wouldn’t ever be needed by Eva, but if she wanted to know Zexion saw no reason to withhold information about this subject. “You are more than welcome. Is there something that you actually need from me, or were you here out of curiosity?”

"Curiosity," Eva admitted, still reading over the information. "I don't know what to really do here between appointments."

Wh-what are you doing here?

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"Hi?" Ryan spoke cautiously to the stranger. "I'm sorry did I interrupt you? I was just looking for something to do," He eyed the girl up and down before shooting her a small smile. "I'm Ryan, by the way,"

Eva shook her head. "No, no, you didn't interrupt." In fact, something to do sounded great. A distraction. Maybe that'd help. She made herself place her normal bright smile on her face. "Eva. Nice to meet you."

#convo #c:ryan

"All right." He said and brought over some written instructions and the device. "So this is how it works and what it is used for."

Eva poured over the instructions, absorbing the information. Not that it would probably ever be useful to her, but she liked learning, she always had. "Thank you."

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"Problem?"

"No, no."

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”Oh, dear lord…you’re a saint among sinners.” He mused humorously. Though, the suicide attempt hadn’t surprised him, really. She was quiet, jumpy, and her smile hadn’t seemed genuine since the moment they began talking…not to mention what he had seen on her arm. If he hadn’t guessed suicidal, he would have guessed past abuse. Perhaps it was both, he wasn’t completely sure. “Just be careful who you tell that to…some people get off on that shit.”