Calamity's Awakening (open)

[Jenna Scorn]

Placed in the care of the hospital now, that small form rested in the sheets of that bed. Hidden behind a curtain, allowed to have her own room. She slumbered, and only awoke a few times out of the day. Only when the medication would allow her.

That was their plan?

To keep this girl heavily medicated.

And it was working well.

The small Japanese girl hadn't really MOVED in days. But now, she was stirring in that bed. Blue eyes opening, hidden behind slips of skin that fluttered open like startled butterflies.

And she'd lay there, still.

Pink hair messy, and laid out upon that pale pillow that was resting below her. She'd let her head fall to the side, eyes watching the small screen that beeped beside her. Watching her heart rate. she knew this place, but still, found it hard to believe.

She was enveloped in white, the gown about her body. the sheets tucked in around her, even the straps that bound her to that bed now. And she'd struggle, but only for one quick moment before she'd let that body fall flat against the bed.

So she'd failed.
Failed to end her life.
She swallowed.

A single tear falling form her right eye and onto that bright pale pillow.


It wasn't supposed to be like this.

[valekin]

"Приветствия."

Greetings.

He stepped out of the darkness of the room. He was well dressed, with shirt and tie, and suit jacket. His pants were khakis, black, and his shoes were dress shoes, with black socks. His hair was well kept and rested on his back. The monster came out from the dark and sat in a chair. Facing her with a big fat grin on his visage.

"So, you're here, I'm here. No one else is here. So why are you awake?"

He looked at her IV, it was disconnected. He disconnected it. That's why it wore off. That's why she was awake.

"You've been under heavy sedation. I understand why. But now once again I'm here to offer you escape. Remember in the drama room, what we agreed? Well.. are you ready, or should I leave?"

[Jenna Scorn]

"Приветствия."

That voice.
His voice.

Slowly, her head turned towards Valekin and it would take a moment for those eyes to focus. Blue eyes narrowing on the man who had stepped out, and was now seating himself next to her.


She licked her lips.
So dry, so chapped.
Her throat was dry as well.


"So, you're here, I'm here. No one else is here. So why are you awake?"

why was he smiling?

Thats alls he could think about, that smile of his. Why was it plastered on his face? He was still smiling, it was unwavering, and she blinked her eyes. Why? What was there to be happy about?

"You've been under heavy sedation. I understand why."

Oh jesus.


A deep breath was pulled in through her lips, into her lungs.
Her chest rising, and then falling.

Her head lolled to the opposite side of the bed, the medication still wearing off.

"But now once again I'm here to offer you escape. Remember in the drama room, what we agreed? Well.. are you ready, or should I leave?"

LEAVE?


Valekin couldn't leave, not now. Her father had left, Winters had left, Hiroko had left her too. Valekin couldn't leave, no.

Again.
Her mouth was dry.
So dry.

"D...don't go."

Her fingers outstretched, the hand nearest Valekin would slightly rise. Shaking a moment as she'd let her fingers graze against the metal railing of the bed, as if she was trying to find Valekin's hand.

[valekin]

"Well, I'm leaving anyway. But if you want, I'll take you with me. You're strong enough to move. I'm sure you'll find that your body will be willing once it gets going."

He stood up, and slashed the one wrist strap after picking it up. Thus she was free to move, and he walked back to the shadows, he picked up and tossed a duffel bag onto her bed. It had some practical clothing for her. Something that she could wear until everything was done and over with. A pair of black slacks that would fit her, a wifebeater, with a long sleeved black shirt that covered up to her neck. A pair of black socks, and a pair of military grade combat boots, once again, black.

"Get out of that hospital gown and into these. We'll be leaving presently."

Click.

The door opened, and the lights turned on. A doctor walked in, and looked up from her chart to see him, and her. She was awake, much to the doctor's surprise.[/color]

"Why are you--?"

"I'll take that."

Valekin snatched the chart out from his hands with his left. The right hand mauled him in the side of the head. Claws cutting flesh, but not cutting the bone. He'd be unconscious for a while. He hardly ever killed people that healed other people.

He dragged the man into the dark, and closed the door. The maniac pulled a gun from his pocket, and placed it into the small of his back, between the waistband and his skin. He then wore his suit jacket over it, concealing it. He hadn't brought his knife, had he?

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

(Ooc: Ya know people, anyone can walk in and try to foil Valekin's plans. >_>)

[Jenna Scorn]

"Well, I'm leaving anyway. But if you want, I'll take you with me. You're strong enough to move. I'm sure you'll find that your body will be willing once it gets going."

Soon she was free.
Well, almost.
One wrist was free, and she'd let that hand rise.

She'd twirl her wrist a moment, eying the clever bandage about that marred flesh. She was almost entranced by it, wanting to know what it looked like under neath.

she slowly sat up, letting that wounded hand move towards the other to unbind it. Once free, she'd run at that hand, letting her hands twirl for a moment.


"Get out of that hospital gown and into these. We'll be leaving presently."

She nodded, sitting forward to unzip that bag. Letting her hands dig through that bag, and she paid no mind to Valekin now. Sitting back in the bed, slipping on the socks. Soon discarding that gown to the floor, her small frame slipping into those pants and wife beater. Now, tightening the shoes about her ankles, only hurrying when the doctor had been knocked out.

Standing, letting those boots thud against the tiled floor. Pink strands of hair falling against her bare shoulders, looking towards Valekin, now pulling that black long sleeved shirt over her frame now before taking a few steps towards Valekin.

[M.A.P.]

OOC: you shoot me and I'll beat you with a food tray. <3
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It was a pain in the- she trembled hard, shaking as she entered this place, carrying a small amount of pink roses- ones she had stolen from a garden- after all she had no money. She exhaled a terrified breath, she wanted to run to flee but she couldn't. She wanted to check on that girl, at least see her long enough to make sure she had a key and to give her the key she had.

The raven haired senior inquired only to one person, found out the room number and walked to the room. Her dark eyes watching the people around her- she flinched harshly at the slightest movement, wanted to run and escape- oh why did it have to be a hospital? Why did this place of death and new life have to be the location of this girl that love Mr Katashi enough to kill herself.

Heavy steel toe boots thunked as she came to a stop, gave a brief knock and entered the room. The room was dark, better than that blinding light. A young man and the girl- both were in the room, but her visit would be brief. She closed the door behind her as if having been asked. Walked only so close, gave a mechanical smile, "And they said you would not be awake."

[valekin]

Someone new walked in with some pink roses. Valekin grinned for a second. Well... he could make this work still. He really didn't want to keep stacking bodies in the dark, that would be bad. Now to put on your best show face Valekin. The one that sells the guns, and gets the money.

"Ah! You must be the other resident of the Katashi residency? I'm Miss Scorn's Lawyer, Mr. Kaluskov. Come in, come in. We've been expecting you for some time now."

He waited for the teen to come inside so he could close the door again. He walked over to the chair and pushed it slightly towards the newcomer so that she would feel welcome and more comfortable. The blood on his hand had gone unnoticed, the body in the dark had gone unnoticed. They had to act very well to avoid raising an alarm.

"Now Miss... Pyronan is it? I just issued a lawsuit against this hospital for holding my client as a test subject without her consent. Earlier she had been bound by the wrists and sedated. If you check her wrists, you'll see the marks of the straps too tight. Hospitals don't often restrain suicide patients, see, it's better that way."

He took a breath and walked over to the other side of the bed.

"Basically she's been a hostage for the past few days. I'd greatly appreciate it if you can help me get her out of here, and into a more friendly environment so she can receive some real treatment. See, she's been feeling a bit elated from all the drugs she's been on, and I don't trust her walking by herself. If you'll help us get out of here, I assure you, that the criminal investigation on Mr. Katashi's death will go away."

Hopefully Calamity would be the good actress, and listen to what he says. To stumble every once in a while, to look tired and elated. Things had gotten complicated, but not out of hand. He certainly looked like he could be a lawyer, it wasn't too far out of range.

[Jenna Scorn]

The door opened, Calamity's frame going suddenly still as her eyes snapped towards the door. A female appeared, and shut the door behind her. Calamity was very silent, letting her eyes flow from the girl, to Valekin.


"Ah! You must be the other resident of the Katashi residency? I'm Miss Scorn's Lawyer, Mr. Kaluskov. Come in, come in. We've been expecting you for some time now."

Ah, yes.
Her.

Calamity was very silent.
Letting her lips press against one another, rather sternly of course.
Brows falling, narrowing on Valekin, and then the girl before glancing to the side.

Water.
water.
She needed it.

While Valekin spoke she'd drift to the side.
Picking at a few of her belongings that had been taken form her when she had been brought to that damned place.

But there was something else that mattered to her, more then the water she so dreadfully needed.

Her charm bracelet Hiroko had given her.
She never took it off.
Ever.

She was pushing passed those items, a few napkins, a few pill bottles, her clothes and now finally her bracelet.
She quickly put it on, eying the green hulk for a moment ebfore letting her hand rest at her side.

"See, she's been feeling a bit elated from all the drugs she's been on, and I don't trust her walking by herself. If you'll help us get out of here, I assure you, that the criminal investigation on Mr. Katashi's death will go away."

"Water."

Thats all Calamity had said as she'd let herself lean into a near by wall.
Her hand pressed against it, almost scraping.

She'd heard Valekin.

and remembered back on that day they'd spoken in the drama room.
Acting.
Yes.
She missed it.

She'd allow her lids to flutter for a moment, letting them trail against the floor. Giving the both of them a rather dull look.

[M.A.P.]

As the man spoke, her blue-violets shifted, noticing exactly as he instructed- her mind absorbing the information. Test subject. Sedated. Restraints. Her fear of this place- grew. She looked as though she was going to leave within any second. But the word 'hostage' seemed to calm her slightly- the color of her eyes shifting slowly to pure violet.

Water.

She pulled a bottle of water from a deep pocket. If they were drugging her- it would be in their water too. Places like this, these people were monsters- ones more terrifying than anyone she had seen...or become herself. She held it out for the girl as the man continued to talk.

Her eyes watching him now, listening, the violet shifted to pure black as he finished. "Investigations are mindless work. I will assist in her removal and replacement."


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OOC: valekin/ calamity, you have permission to use MAP as necessary as I've entered her into 'work mode' I;ll be back tomorrow early afternoon! Sorry! Bai!

[valekin]

"Thank you very much. Unfortunately the hospital's staff might not let us go without hostilities. So the police have allowed me to carry a firearm. So don't be alarmed."

He opened the door, and peered down the hall. No one. The lights were on, but it was dark outside. That was perfect, he parked his car not that far away, they'd be able to get there and get away safely without attracting too much attention. Valekin stepped out of the hall and approached the nurses station. He smiled at her and put on a quizzical face. She looked at him as if he had a question and he couldn't hold the look on his face anymore, and a big fat grin crossed him.

"What do you need sir?"

"Sleep."

He said, palming her in the forehead, hard. She was knocked unconscious nearly instantly. There wasn't anyone else around, so he had to do what was right, reroute this station's data to the other station on this floor. With a few taps on the keyboard, it was done, and he was on his way back to the room.

"We shall be leaving presently."

He repeated himself.

[Jenna Scorn]

"Thank you very much. Unfortunately the hospital's staff might not let us go without hostilities. So the police have allowed me to carry a firearm. So don't be alarmed."

A soft smirk.

Don't be alarmed.

Licking her lower lip.


He eats people.
But please, don't be alarmed.

Looking into the wall, allowing those lips to smirk still before finally allowing those corners to un-tighten. Letting her eyes fall to the floor as Valekin had left the room.

She didn't know what to say to this girl, the one who was now standing in the room with her. She'd never felt any friendship towards her, hell, Calamity hardly knew the girl.

But she must have had some goodness in her heart.
After all, Hiroko had been so kind to the girl as well.

Hiroko.

Swallowing.
Lifting her head.

"Valekin, where did he go?"

Tilting her head up, letting a few strands of hair fall into her face.
She must have looked like a wreck, in those black clothes.
Her hair tangled and matted.

Letting her head lull to the side, still trying to appear drowsy as to go along with Valekin's plan.
Slowly letting her feet stumble for a moment, letting her right hand drag across furniture for support.

"We have to go..."

[M.A.P.]

M.A.P.'s eyes rested on the girl. She was slow, her nose wrinkled slightly, acting slow. But she payed no mind- if this was a trap of some sort, well- it was best for all if not. The difference between the passive and the working is she recognized what was and is mostly forgotten. Acting- being one of them. Regardless of such, she wanted less and less to be in this place.

Trust did not come easy for anyone. Black eyes adjusted slightly, M.A.P. casually took Calamity's arm- and though she was around four inches taller, gave her a proper support to lean against. If she was going to be slow- M.A.P. would simply pick her up, acting or not- if you want to leave anywhere, you must leave quickly. As to cause less attention. And with her growing substantially more and more internally anxious, she would carry the girl out if need be.

Lifting black eyes to the door- she heard his voice and gave a slight nod. "Come along then."

[valekin]

Valekin would wait for them to exit the room before leading them down the hallway towards the emergency exit. If you wanted to leave quickly, you left by either a window, and let gravity carry you down to the ground, or you left through an isolated stairwell. He took careful measured steps, moving very quickly, with a hand behind his back. Almost resting on the gun between his waistband, and his shirt. The young psychopath had finally reached the corner, and pressed against the wall, his head poking out just enough so that he could see around it.

A security guard was walking towards him.

He really didn't want to use the gun. That would arouse too many people, and let the whole damn world know that he was there. He didn't want the whole damn world to know that he was there, it was crowded enough. So he waited. Bided his time, and the guard walked around the corner. He'd spot the girls before he spotted Valekin.

"Hey... why is she out of her---Hnnnnnnn"

Valekin had hit him in the face with his fist, then ducked behind the man, and wrapped an arm about his throat, the other over his mouth. He held the man in a sleeper hold until he passed out. The monster dropped him then, and let his body fall to the ground like a box full of hammers.

Here, at the corner, a few feet from the emergency exit, he'd wait for them, keeping an eye on both hallways. Hopefully the new girl didn't mind the body just lying there unconscious. So far, he hadn't killed anyone. Give him a medal please.

[Jenna Scorn]

Calamity was rattled at all by what Valekin had just done, not in the slightest. In fact, the corners of her mouth would tighten as she'd hold back a smile.

Her tongue flicking out, to line her lower lip as the two females made their way down the hall. Now, standing a few feet before Valekin, Calamity would look up at him.

Almost sending him a "what now?" sort of look.

[M.A.P.]

Her expression remained blank, though her eyes shifted to the body, her voice was flat uncaring, "Tactless. You should hide it- or at least stand it up to look like he's fallen asleep on the job."

She moved as the girl moved. Though her expression remained blank- almost tired though serious. That man may have been experienced but he was careless- Talbot would have him beaten for sure, but better him than her she supposed. Her lack on interest in this place grew deeper- his actions having rubbed her sense of correct and incorrect- well incorrectly. Regardless, she gave a tiny nudge, "Emergency Exit- alarm will sound." Her ears burned from the sound of the electricity coursing through it- she turned slightly, cameras. This ward had cameras, her eyes narrowed, she could hear them moving inefficiently, disgusting.

"Within the system is two wires, blue and yellow- yellow it's off, blue it activates without opening. Silent exits are best done in cases of knockouts and tactless fallen- death or not."