Coldgrove Asylum discussion

Everyone goes here at least once a month to check up on their so called 'mental condition'. The Doctor that works there, Ro, smokes in there so it smells horrible. You do get a lollipop at the end of the check ups though, a nice sweet one.A full white room with no windows, and a table situated in the middle. torturous looking devices are scattered around the room. the only friendly looking part of it is the jar of lollipops on the counter in the corner. the doctors are the only one who have full access to it and even when you do get to see it, you're memories of it are always fuzzy. they mess with you're mind in there. the lollipop makes up for it though.

Ro sat in the infirmary, a smoke in hand. She was waiting for her next patient to come in. It was check up week. great. her favourite week. she sighed she heard her next patient coming.

Marcus came and sat next to her, "who's the next one?" he coughed. His grey hair shimmered in the fluorescent light and the dark rings under his eyes appeared hollow.

I don't know, They just come in and I look them up and give them their shots. She sighed. The youngest are always the hardest to keep still.

"Aww, shucks" mocked Marcus, "Admit it. you love your job. Besides you know why they cant know..." He trailed off as the next patient walked in. It was the Suma boy. He looked nervous and fidgety.

Ro put her mean face back on. "you. sit." she pointed to the nearest chair and got her needles prepared hastily. " hold your arm out....NOW!" she quickly put the rubber band around his arm and quickly administered the shot. When she was done she reached into the big jar and handed it to him.

Marcus watched as the boy winced as the fluids from the injection entered his blood stream. He then pulled out a cherry flavored lollipop. "That's a god boy." he whispered, "Just a little prick then you're all done." the boy said nothing but took on last look at the syringe then rushed out of the room, blood seeping out of his arm wound.

"Ro. You need to be careful with that one. One swing of his arm and you're dead."

"Ahhh. whatever. we all have a quick alarm button on our jacket for that kind of emergency, remember?

"Yea. He just makes me nervous, we've never had one like him." he told her.

"yea, I guess". she sighed again. "wanna smoke?" she asked, offering a cigarette.

"You know i do" he replied with a sigh. Snatching the cigarette out of Rochelle's hand he said, "So, have we gotten any new recruits lately? I'm behind on paperwork."

"Just a few, you know, the unique ones..." The ones that might actually be crazy, she chuckled rustling her long black hair. "Have you seen my son, Philip? I haven't seen him around lately"

Elizabeth was carried in, still bleeding but slower due to lack of blood. She was set on one of the thin bed frames of the infirmary and a curtain was drawn around her. The now blood stained orderly went to fetch one of the caretakers to clean up the bloody girl. After a few minutes a caretaker moved past the curtain, and began washing away the blood which covered almost Elizabeth's entire body at this point. Once she was clean they began tending to her many wounds, though she looked just as a bused and grotesque as before. They did not bother to dress her wounds with bandages but simply left her to keep bleeding. This entire time she did not make a sound or move for lack of energy and fear of being punished again.

Ro smiled. "Tried to play hero, didn't 'cha?" she laughed. "It doesn't matter, those kids will all be in here someday, and there is nothing you can do to stop it."

Raven watched Ro from outside the door Rio on her back. She was ready to run if she had to. Rio fell asleep on Raven's back and snored lightly. While watching them Raven realized that the girl was the one the others were looking for.

Ro saw the girls outside her office. She opened the door and yelled at them "Out! out! unless you want to be next, Out I say!"

Rio opened her eyes after Ro yelled at them. "Your the mean lady" She gasped.

"I'm only leaving after you let her go" Raven stated defiantly while looking at Elizabeth.

"No, it I let her go, she dies." She waved the girls off. "Now leave."

Raven glared at Ro then carried Rio off. "She best be okay" Raven called threateningly. "I don't like her" Rio whispered in Raven's ear.

"I am just doing my job." Ro spat back. She went into her infirmary and pulled out a cigarette. She went to work on Elizabeth. She had a cut on her shoulder blade that needed to be stitched up as soon as it could be, her arm would be tender for a couple days after this. She also had a black eye, and a cut just below her cheekbone. "I hope that your little friends don't care what you look like, because this might take awhile to heal." She mused to herself.

((Can Ro comment on doctor's wing?))

((I already did))

After Ro went back in Raven set Rio on the ground away from the door where she would be safe. She went back to the door and spied on Ro again to make sure that Elizabeth would be okay.

Rio watched her sister leave then pulled out a doll she kept in her pocket. Rio smiled at she brought the doll to life and began to play silently unaware of the dangers that could happen by using her powers.

Rochelle stitched up the cut on Elizabeths shoulder blade, discovering even more bruises and scars than she thought. ((gtg))

((Bye))

Raven let out a quiet sigh when Ro just fixed Elizabeth up and didn't further hurt her.

Elizabeth just watched as she stitched her up. She no longer felt the pain she would have.

"There. that is as much as I can do today. Come back tomorrow." She stepped back to admire the stitching job that she had just done. "In fact, come back everyday until I say differently." She held a mirror up to elizabeths broken and bruised face.

Elizabeth closed her eyes, refusing to do anything they wanted if she could help it. Perhaps she could not fight on other matters but this she could. She turned her head away from the woman, despite the pain it took to even move.

Raven slipped away from the door and grabbed Rio from here place on the ground. She carried her sister to the cafetria.

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Ro laughed. "Fine. don't look. It is just going to be an even bigger shock when you see it on your own."

Elizabeth ignored her, trying hard to move. It was hard with the pain, she could hardly manage to keep herself breathing. She needed this woman to leave, she could only deal with so much while still trying to remain lucid.

Ro lite a cigarette. "You are free to go, after you get some rest." Ro turned off the lights in the room, and shut the door closed.

Mason sighed with relief "they will let us see her, right?"

"Screw what they allow!" He began to pound on the heavy door- full throttle. "Elizabeth!!" He screamed, "Elizabeth!!!!!!!!"

The door was unlocked and Elizabeth could faintly hear them but she could hardly turn her head to the door, much less get up and open it. Mason sighed and opened the door, seeing a doctor heading over her ushered Chester inside "I'll distract them" he said quietly then rushed over to occupy the doctor so Chester could sneak in.

"Thank you..." Chester whispered.

Mason nodded, talking to the doctor. Something about lead paint and reactions, that had to do with the shouting. He was very convincing and the doctor soon paid their full attention to him.

Chester looked over to Elizabeth, she looked pretty beat up. "ELizabeth" he whispered as he approached her.

Elizabeth would have jumped if her body were even capable of that action. She had thought she might be hearing things. She could not open her eyes, it seemed too light despite the fact that the lights were not even on. She tried to move her arm, she only ended up tearing at her stitches in her shoulder, a small pool of blood showed through her shirt. She gave a small whimper in pain, it hurt to move. She ignored the burning in her eyes and let her eyelids slowly open so she could see him. She could just see his silhouette in the darkness.

HE rushed to her side, "Oh god.... what did they do to you?!"

Elizabeth tried to speak but her voice would not let her compose a note. she blinked a few times, her eyes adjusting to the dim lighting. She could see him better now. Her hand moved slowly to her shoulder, she tried to pull her sleeve up to see the bleeding wound but her hair was tangling in her fingers. The bleach white hair soon began to stain red as she tried to wipe away the blood with her fingers. She had to remind herself to breathe now, since her body seemed incapable. She drew in a short raspy breath, pain rocketing through her ribs as she forced her lungs to fill with air.

Chester stopped her hand from removing the cloth. He slowly lifted her lips to his and kissed her gently. He cradled her head afterwards, afraid she might hurt herself.

Elizabeth was stunned at his actions, she would not have protesting. For the first time in a long time her skin contacting with another person's did not strike her with fear but rather became comforting. She hated that she could not even react to any of this. She slowly moved her hand to his, she ended up getting a bit of blood on his hands and felt bad so she moved her hand back to her side.

He reached down and tenderly picked her hand up and caressed it in his.

Elizabeth would have smiled if she could. Instead she just watched him, the only thing she could do. she tried not to let the feeling of fear return to her.

Chester knelt at her bedside and softly kissed her hands over and over again.

Elizabeth turned her head more, so she could see him better. Though her entire body screamed its protests. She took in another breath, her body trembling slightly with the effort.

He looked up at her, his eyes looking with her's. He leaned in again and kissed her, this time just as soft as the last.

Elizabeth was still caught odd guard by this. Her breath caught in her throat, something that might have happened anyway since she was forcing herself to breathe. Again she cursed her inability to react much. She wrapped her fingers lightly around his, doing what small action she could.