Asylum (Semi Lit)

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Ronan sighed, turning to Axel. She watched him mutter to himself, curious as to what he was saying. She assumed he must have been talking to "Rex," and so she didn't try to interrupt him. Instead, Ronan leaned back against her seat, wondering when they'd finally be in Los Angeles. She glanced around at the other passengers, and then back to the three that were accompanying her. So far, two were asleep, so the only alert company she had was Axel, but he seemed too deep in a conversation with himself to talk to.

[Simply Emotional]

"Rex is curious as to where you used to live." Axel said, his face shadowed by the hood of his coat. Rex and him were discussing it earlier, and he really wanted to ask.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

"Sacramento(sp?)," Ronan replied. "I've lived there practically my whole life. It was nice, being close to Disneyland. Me and my family used to go there all the time." She smiled, thinking of the nice memories of her parents going on rides with her. She sighed, a strange emotion showing in the sound. It was longing. She wanted to be back in her house. She wanted everything to be okay again, like it was before the incident that sent her to the asylum.

[Simply Emotional]

(I think that's right! That or Sacremento...but I'm pretty sure you got it right!)

Axel nodded, "Rex said that it's nice there, I wouldn't know, I've never been. We arn't used to having a family really..." He murmered, continuing to look down.

[BreAnnaLynn]

Character Form:
Name: Laleh Charlotte Ratri
Age: 21
Date Admitted: July 27, 2001
Age Admitted: 15
History: The voices...the voices told her to do it...
Family/Siblings admitted:None
Crush: Looking
Disorder(If any): Depression and severe case of skitsofrenia. Duirng her skitsofrenia episodes she mainly sees blurred figured, shadowns, and demon like creature. Her favorite little creature however is a black cat named Aislinn. Laleh when shes not in her psychotic state is very sweet, caring, and shy. You could say she has the mid of a 5 year old.
Picture(If wanted):
Other: Braeden is her bestfriend



Character Form:
Name: Braeden Liam Williams
Age: 22
Date Admitted: July 27, 2001
Age Admitted: 16
History: Once his parents found out about his disorder they disowned him and brought him to this place.
Family/Siblings admitted: None
Crush: Looking
Disorder(If any): Multiple personality. Braeden is very obnoxious, he worrys alot to. He can never seem to sit still and has to talk about something. [color=#000080]**Daray**- Braeden's other side. Daray is very sick and cynical. He is rude and likes to hit people randomly. Oh and he likes to laugh at everything.
Picture:
Other: Laleh is his bestfriend.
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[~Forbidden Truth~]

(I checked, and yeah, I did get it right^_^)

"Oh, I'm sorry," Ronan said, her tone sympathetic. "Sometimes I wish my life would go back to the way it was before-" She stopped, wondering how to phrase it. "-the 'incident.'" She sighed, staring out the window. "What was your life like?" she asked, glancing at Axel. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to," she informed him, although she was a little curious. She had only heard Verran's version of the story, but it was mostly about how Axel came to be in the asylum. She'd like to know about some part of his life that was less saddening.

[Simply Emotional]

Axel leaned back, his posture revealing a bit more of his face and the bottom of his emerald green eyes. "Verran and I used to love swimming down by the beach. That's all we would ever do. I remember that, in the summer, we would bring our mom down to the ocean to play with us. She was usually sick though, but she would always sit on the sand, smilling. She always said I had dad's eyes, and dad would say I looked more like mom than I did him. We used to go on shopping sprees as a family, though most of the time it consisted of Verran and me fighting over what store to go to first. He would always complain when I wanted to go somewhere that he hated, he was always really whiney." Axel stopped for a moment, smiling. "My dad always made stuff, bird houses, tables, anything! You name it and he could make it! He used to teach me how to make stuff all the time. He had his own workshop outside in the backyard, and I used to spend most of my time in there working with him. I miss it though, he used to laugh at me everytime I messed up. I remember this one time..." His voice slowly faded, his smile disappearing. "But, that was a long time ago..."

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Ronan smiled. "That sounds nice," she said. She tried to imagine it. Verran and Axel as little kids, fighting over which store to go to first, and Axel trying to learn how to build a birdhouse, or perhaps a table. She chuckled lightly at the image that formed in her mind. "It must've been nice. Do you miss it sometimes?" she asked, her gaze softening.

[Simply Emotional]

"All the time." Axel said softly, "Every day." Axel missed it, he missed it dearly. "I never really thought about the people who didn't have parents, I never thought something like that would happen to me...but when it did it messed me up inside...Verran too. To lose them when we never belived we never would, it was devestating..." He whispered softly, sighing. "Rex helped me though..."

[~Forbidden Truth~]

"I'm sorry," Ronan murmured. "It must've been hard." She couldn't imagine ever losing her parents, although she basically did as they apparently didn't want anything to do with her. At least they were alive - or, she thought they were. Ronan's expression changed, morphing into one of fear. What if they died while she was in the asylum? It would explain why they never contacted her or anything. No, Ronan thought, shaking her head. She refused to believe that her parents were dead, and turned her attention back to Axel. "Good thing you had Rex to help you," she said, playing along with Axel's thought of Rex being an actual person.