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"Paired? N-no. Not that I know of." She looked at him quizzically, wondering what he meant. "We get pairs? Sorry, I just got here. Pretty much." She shrugged, knowing just how painfully out of place she looked, what with her dress.
"Yeah, they paired us up. I just know my pairs name and that she's blonde, that's all. So I'm standing here like an idiot and waiting her to pop out of somewhere. If she's even going to appear in here. I'm Jazz, by the way."
"Fucking-" Mia huffed. She kicked at the long skirt tangling itself with her legs, absolutely detesting it. The patient had one foot in and one foot out when it came to the ball. As she looked up, green eyes caught sight of a familiar face and the girl grinned, ignoring the troublesome dress as she walked over. âHey!â
Jazz noticed Mia from far and he tried his best not to laugh at him. He looked at her from head to toes and his eyes stopped on the hem. "Need scissors with that?" he asked and pointed at the dress.
Xia dropped down, sidling up next to him. âThatâs me. Jazz? Like jazz music? Ooh, dancing!â Xia looked out at the dance floor with excitement, eyes twinkling at the sight of all the sparkly jewels. âFood? Nah, thatâs boring. You can live without food. Letâs pocket some necklaces or anything that looks expensive.â She took his hand and tugged at it like a child.
Jazz chuckled a bit. "Yeah, like Jazz music." He looked at the dancing people and actually hoped he wouldn't need to dance. He had no idea would he be terrible or not, but he wasn't eager to try. "What I know, you can't live without food, but well, if you want to steal stuff, I can always work as diversion when you do whatever you're going to do."
It was the ultimate blow to her confidence, of course, that her family couldnât possibly wait until after New Yearâs celebrations to bring her to the hospital. Was she really that sick? She hadnât even known there was to be a ball âin a mental hospital, of all places. It was probably the most decorous and fancy event she had been to, and the irony of it all struck her hard.Â
As it stood, Marie hadnât packed any sorts of party dresses to bring with her, so she was simply wearing the most âdressyâ dress she could find among her belongings. It was a light, summery dress, and Marie felt painfully underdressed among the beautiful ball gowns she saw spinning about the ballroom.
She was about to enter the ballroom when she saw a boy standing hesitantly by the doors. He seemed nervous and unsure, much as she felt, but while she was concealing the emotions on the inside, he was showing them through clearly. It would probably do to make some friends while she was here, or at least people to give her a layout of the place while she got her footing. Sucking an inward breath, she approached the boy. âHi.â
Jazz started to be pretty sure that his pair wasn't even going to come there or let him know she was there, so he would feel like an idiot to just stand there. But then someone came to her, but she wasn't blonde, so she most likely wasn't the one he was supposed to meet. "Hey back", he replied and a small smile appeared on his lips. "You probably aren't the person who's paired with me, are you?"
Xia entered the ballroom, tugging uncomfortably at the hem of her dress. Why were dresses so itchy and hard to move in, and what was with women and heels? It was practically impossible to pull off a heist in such an outfit, though she could proudly say that she had. Maybe she would be able to pocket a few necklaces before the night was over. Maybe whoever she was partenered with would help. Thinking of that, Xia glanced about till someone pointed in the direction of a man standing alone. Xia raced up behind him, launching up on his back. âHey partner! You wanna go steal something?â
Jazz was about to turn around and disappear from the ballroom when he started to feel like he was standing there for nothing, but then a blonde girl came to his view. A small grin came on his lips at her words. "I assume you're Xia then", he said and looked around them before looking back to her. "What were you thinking of stealing? I could start with the foods."
A ball? Well that was new. Though pretty much everything was new for Jazz since he didn't remember anything. He didn't even know did he know how to dance. He didn't even have anything fancy on, since well, he didn't own anything and he didn't any money to get one. But there he was, standing next to the doors of the ballroom. He knew he was paired with some blonde girl but that was pretty much all he knew. So with Jazz's logic it was better to stand still and wait for someone to come to him telling they were partnered for the ball.
"When theyâre in my mouth. Iâve swallowed so much cum, my stomachâs going to become a third testicle at this rate." Â
"Somehow that just made you sound like you are a vacuum cleaner or something."
Cannibalism is a nice touch. Did you eat his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti?
Probably. And made a pudding out of the brains.
"At least youâre not jerking off in here, last thing I want to see is cock right now."Â
"And what's wrong with cocks?"
"Why the fuck are you in a broom closet?"
"Becaaaause.... I can?"
Screwdriver, nice, creative. How did yah get rid of the bodies? Or did yah leave âem and run?
Sliced and ate. Dad was a chef, so lot of fancy knives around.
Nico stuck his tongue out at her. âIâm a faster runner, I think.â He said with a grin. At least, if he didnât hit a wall. He turned towards the other voice and nodded. âSounds fun. I like Mowgli though, Iâm keeping that name. I can respect the whole orphan raised by wolves thing.â
Reaching up behind her, Mia patted Jazzâs hair with a chuckle, her gaze on Nico. âYou may be fast but the walls here are treacherous,â her tone adopted an ominous depth, eyes widening teasingly before the patient scoffed, attention back on Jazz. âSee, now youâre just encouraging him. Better call him something like jerk, asshole⊠Yâknow, along those lines.â
Jazz grinned, looked at the walls, thought for a moment what the two were talking about walls attacking, but then he realised that the Mowgli-guy was blind. That actually explained quite a lot, now that you thought about it. "Nah, I'll go with Mowgli or Tarzan", he said and looked at Mia. "You can be the wicked sea witch."
Adrian turned to the man, glaring at him. âLamp post? So creative.â Though he did accede to the request, and move out of the way to the door, his stare remained on him. Just seeing the faces of the patients threw him in such a rage that he was ready to start another fight again. Another week in solitary probably, but who really cared.
Jazz rolled his eyes at the man's answer and stepped in the room, but right away noticed the stares. He looked at himself at first -- had he forgotten to put clothes on or something? -- and then the guy behind him. "Are they staring at you or have they heard about me being a serial killer?"
Adrian had just been let out of solitary, and stood marble still, like a Greek statue newly carved; hands in pockets, his gaze settling somewhere on a far wall. Heâd been doing time between four padded walls for the better part of a week, having attacked another patient during Christmas dinner. Â He sighed, unwilling to cross the threshold into the room but knowing heâd be cautioned if he didnât.Â
Jazz was on his way to the rec room when someone was on his way and no matter how Jazz watched the situation, he wasn't thin anough to fit through the door while the guy was standing there. "Hey, lamp-post, you're blocking the door."
Nico laughed as he heard Mia move, stepping away from the two of them. It wasnât really that difficult to figure out what had happened, and it was funny. âGood job, Kiddo! Glad it was him and not me.â
"See, Iâd offer to kiss it better but⊠No." She laughed, reaching out and patting the patientâs shoulder, turning her attention to Nico with a quirked brow. "Hey, I could always turn on you, Iâm loyal to nobody but myself." And Mac, but Mia wasnât going to go ahead and give these two ammo.
Jazz wrapped his arm around Mia's shoulders and leaned his chin on her shoulder. "You're such a rude witch", he said to Mia and watched at the guy she was talking to. "What's your name, Mowgli? I'm Jazz, I don't remember shit."
Nico raised an eyebrow, curious about the nicknames, but not about to ask. âOr we can headbutt you, and then Kiddo can be the damsel in distress and Iâll rescue her.â
"Hey, I can save myself, Daimen. Youâd be a shit knight, anyway, youâre too lazy." She flashed him a grin before turning back to Jazz, aching to actually go through with the headbutt. Glancing around quickly to make sure that no nurses were in sight, Mia lunged, jumping up and tackling the patient into the wall.
Jazz was just grinning as he listened the two talking, but what happened next was something he really wasn't expecting. There was a loud thud as their foreheads hit together and Jazz pushed his head back and slapped his hand on his forehead. "Oi! I have enough bruises already, no need to give me a third eye.." he muttered and rubbed his forehead a bit. "Though.. this wrecked my thoughts about my past. Damn you, Mia."
Nico snorted, shaking his head at the thought. âYou canât headbutt King Kong or T Rex! They are like, the kings of everything! Jeez. And bring it on, Kiddo. Iâll beat you down.â
"Well if it ainât the threesomes dude! Hey, Jazzy," Mia grinned, rolling her eyes at his cockiness before turning back to Nico with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Ya wonât see me coming, Daimen. Warning you. âM lethal when I wanna be."
Jazz looked at both and grinned at the girl. "Miss my-eyes-aren't-blue", he said and looked at the guy he hasn't seen earlier. "You know, you two can headbutt each other all you want, but I'd still win both of you, and the creatures too. Since I figured out who I actually am."
