#itsacopingmechanism

[quitethehumanitarian-archiv-blog]

"Don’t touch me.."

He drew his hand back without another word, even taking a step back from her. Whatever negative affect his touch - his presence, perhaps - was having on her, he wanted to minimize it as much as he could without leaving her alone.

       "―You're going to be alright, Coralie, do you understand? This is a panic attack, and it will pass."

[sarahahayes]

//*subtly stares at Nyx* ...........Nyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

[mylittlegeekery]

notevensorry///❖

A sedative was quickly taking hold of Coralie as she laid down in her bed, a smile on her lips as her eyes closed. Abel settled a pillow behind her head and tucked blankets around her. She muttered something that the doctor couldn’t make out, so he simply kissed her on the forehead and placed a hand on her cheek. “Sleep dear, we can talk in the morning,” he says before tucking a few blonde stray hairs behind Coralie’s ear.

[mylittlegeekery]

You’re bleeding…

Abel reaches up with this left arm and inspects the slowly growing red stain on his upper sleeve. “‘Tis merely a flesh wound,” he responds, ignoring it again.

[mylittlegeekery]

Ruffle! ^^

"Coralie!" He squeals, quickly reaching up and patting down his short hair. 

[emilyhlake-blog]

// \(. v .)/ hello~ // Interruption

9. Your muse interrupts mine during an important phone call.

"Yes," Emily spoke into the mobile phone as she made her way to a nearby store. The Principal was telling her the things they needed for the PTA that night when a stranger stopped her. "Hold on, Mr. Robinson"

She smiled at the stranger and covered the mouth speaker on her phone before she spoke.

"How may I help you?"

[mylittlegeekery]

"How did you escape?"

Abel stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket as he smiled warmly at her. “You taught me,” he said cheerfully. “Finding all the crevices and corners where no one checks, the vents and shafts one can use, places where the nurses and orderlies stash things. Add that to what I already had memorized and all it took was a moment when no one was looking…”

[mylittlegeekery]

*whispers* cell, not house though, I suppose..? /// ☠

☠ - murderously angry

Another biweekly check-up and another handcuffing of Doctor Abel Gideon to the gurney in the infirmary. The inmate had been behaving lately. Outside pressures had kept Chilton’s influence minimal, thus Abel’s mood had greatly improved.

Until he got some questions from staff one day about an incident involving another inmate. It involved the showers and an eighteen year old girl.

Gideon was livid. Nothing happened and he told them so. Rumors were spreading.

His anger was still roiling the next day and he chose to do something about it. Dislocating his thumb he slipped of his restraints and snuck away as the on duty nurse had to deal with another pair of inmates that had fight wounds.

Finding Coralie wasn’t difficult. By now Abel had detected her patterns, as well has using knowledge in what she told him her schedule was like. Finding her tucked away near some vending machines, the much older inmate crouched like a tiger as he loomed over her. “What did you tell them?” he slowly asked, voice seething.