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[Mittsu Returns]

(( Well, in stories and such steady lovers are pretty annoying. Of course in real life, they're nice to have. x] Being rude will probably be plenty. I'm sure Mace will snap at Tate, once they get to know each other. I plan on making Tate a pure hater of Kolby, pure jerk and everything. Probably even making her close up again. I'm most used to Roleplaying a girl. Why, does it show? :3 ))

Tate Klauss

☼There's something in your way
And now someone is gonna pay.

He couldn't help but begin to laugh at her reasoning. He didn't mean to be rude, or maybe he did, but he didn't know it would sound that way. It was quite funny actually. A clean slate? She didn't understand. He actually thought she would. "It would seem that way, wouldn't it?" He asks, now done with his laughing fit. A very depressed tune to his voice. Maybe only people who had been through wht he had would get it. "I don't see it that way." He says plainly, looking at her yet again. He got the impression that he didn't like when he did that. Which is a reason he continues with it. "Your memories make you who you are, and it drives me crazy not knowing what I did to get in this hell." This is what he leaves it at, any furthur and he was sure he would start to yell. Crossing his arms, he bites his tongue and stays quiet while she does. They needed to set boundaries, or atleast get somethings out. He knew he wouldn't be leaving her anytime soon, and they would have to get used to eachother's odd frustrations. Truthfully he has no idea what to make of her next question. He had so many things he wanted answered, much to many for just three. "I..." He has to think hard. It was one of those questions where you could tell alot about a person by there answers. "My first wish would be for my younger foster brother. I think he might be the only one having a tough time about this, I would wish for him to be alright." That seemed to be the only foster sibling he actually cared about, or was there long enough for him to. "Second, I would wish to remember everything." This was of course the most obvious of his wishes. "Third..I would. My third wish would be to live in an expensive house with a trophy wife, you?" Okay, this last one is a bit out there. And pretty selfish, but he deserved it. After being put in here, and having to sit through pointless talks about feelings. The mere thoughts makes him squirm with disgust.

And if you can't get what you want
Well it's all because of me.☼

Kolby Farrington

☼Life will always be so painful
With this loneliness consuming me.

She sits here, that same relaxed style in her posture. Honestly she didn't actually register that he was talking. She was thinking of something. Slowly she takes some of her hair and gently tugs at the end, a habit she does while she's in thought sometimes. For some reason she was wondering just exactly if she is afraid of him. She didn't want to be, but partly she thought it was better to keep her guard up. Coming to the conclusion that she is she glances up at him. He actually seemed annoyed. Finally hearing his words, she raises a brow and watches him. So he had been keeping track of how much she talked. It was some sort of an accomplishment. A smile actually reaches her lips, and she gives a slight laugh. He almost seemed to be teasing her again. As she's about to say something, his next set of words come out. Once he's finished, she winces slightly. Harsh. That's what it felt like. His apology didn't help, infact it made it worse. He obviously didn't mean that. Wasn't it his plan to insult her? Was she.. annoying? Was that his point? No, that wasn't it. He just didn't like when someone was near him for to long, it made him suspicious. Though she wasn't all to blaim for being near him. Her doctor might have planned some of it. Without thinking, she stands and begins to wipe the grass and dirt from her legs and dress. It didn't exactly get all off, but most of it was gone and that's all that mattered. Taking a few steps out, she holds her hands behind her back and turns around to look at him. Before she can talk a large powerful wind rushes into her face, making it so that even if she did talk her words would blow away. The wind had made it so that her dress actually does lift up, much higher than before. Once it's down, she simply runs her hands down it to flatten it again. "If you want..." She begins, rubbing her arms from the small chill she suddenly got. "..I'll go." She doens't even comment on his befriending idea. It was no use. She had the feeling he would do anything to get her to leave, even saying it straight to her face. So she waits for him to tell her this. Really it wouldn't hurt her feelings at all. Maybe it would clear her mind. Though she might miss his feeling of normality and how he reminded her of so many. Looking away casually she gazes up into the tree. It interested her how leaves fell so peafully from the tree, then landed on the ground. Getting stepped on in the process. She was once told that people felt like this. Full of life, than step away to experience life and get trampled on. Maybe that's how Mason felt.

Still, I know that deep in my heart
There's a light that's shining brightly☼

[luminescence]

((Well I can sort of tell but you play Tate greatly. (Is he in a mob?!? That's what I keep thinking of whenever I listen to his theme song. No wait don't tell me. Argh!) Can you tell what gender I'm more comfortable with? o.O ))

Erin Niker

♪The walls are shaking and I'm paranoid
Can someone stop the noise in my head?

They were like two opposites sides of a coin and maybe that was what Erin loved so much. He has his reasons for wanting to know his past though just as she had hers for wanting to forget. It was strange how he had no past but something she wanted nonetheless. Just to forget everything and start over, it would be nice as she found herself smiling softly. She almost laughed aloud at his wishes but didn't want him to take it the wrong way if she did. Most people took actions in a negative form then positive but that was just human nature. His second wish was obvious but his first and last just confused her. It was almost as if both wishes were something he wanted but coming from two different types of him. A soft chuckle somehow managed to escape her lips at the thought though as she shot him an apologetic glance. Only when he asked her the same thing he she realize it was quite hard a question. Strange how such normal questions to normal people were so difficult to answer to them. She knew what she wanted though and closed her eyes before resting her head back against the wall. "I wish to be normal." She said so softly that her voice was just barely registered over the wind. Maybe that's why she said it so quietly though. So he wouldn't hear but it wasn't as if it were a secret or anything right? Well she supposed it was but didn't explain much on it before moving on to her second wish. "And world peace?" She laughed lightly to look at the boy. For some reason the first wish made her feel slightly selfish and so she decided she'd waste her second wish. The final one she knew would also have something to do with others and not herself. Because if wishes were real and she really got to be normal then there was nothing else she wanted for herself. "Third I'd wish for my mother to be reincarnated." She shrugged as if it were that big a deal. She did it on purpose, using the word reincarnated instead of saying alive again because that would just be too painful. If her mother was brought back to life then she'd have to go through all that suffering again.

The clock is ticking I'm about to crack
Just like a Maniac on the edge♪

MasonKnight

♪Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out

He never wanted to hurt her and it was funny that even though he went well out of his way to keep her safe from him, he still somehow managed to hurt her. He doubted that she'd actually admit it though or burst out into tears so he just watched her. The thing about girls was that they were so different and Mace had quite a hard time just attempting to figure them out. Not that he did anymore since it was just too much work. He remembered a friend he used to have and was in a fight with his girlfriend when Mace walked home with him one day. He said girls were an entirely different species and went rambling on about how they were really aliens. It wasn't until recently in his life did he realize how much his friends actually made sense. Maybe they weren't different species entirely or whatever but they were...different. Shouldn't he be happy that he was getting what he wanted and she was leaving him alone? And yet there was this strange feeling his in stomach that made him just feel horrible. As if he should be pulling her to sit right back down beside him but the more sane and reasonable part of him just stared up at her. He smiled softly at the way she was trying to keep her dress down but it wasn't as if he saw anything. It was just the way she responded and flatten it down that Mace thought was cute. She seemed so innocent and not meant to be locked up in here that made him even more curious about her past. He realized he still needed to reply to her because if he didn't soon then she'd leave. But that's what he wanted and at the same time he oddly wanted her to stay. Maybe it was because he made some sort of a break through with her and was pleased to get some words out of her. When she looked back at him however he just shrugged before closing his eyes once more. "If you want..." And he left it at that because it was now her choice if she wanted to go. He wasn't going to force her into anything and the thought that he forced her to follow him out here...well it made him sick.

Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down♪

[Mittsu Returns]

(( Well..Not exactly. xD Don't worry I won't tell you. You're so good at both. Um, I suppose a male? ))

Tate Klauss

☼There's something in your way
And now someone is gonna pay.

He actually smiles back at her laugh. He didn't mind that she thought they were amusing. At least part of him didn't mind, the other part was all into punching her in the stomache. Reaching into his pocket, his fingers dance around the edge of his glasses. Only if he needed them. Her wishes actually don't surprise him. Except for the first one. Then the Second one makes him roll his eyes. She shouldn't waste a wish. The third however does make him lift a brow. "Normal?" He asks, going back to her first wish. "Is anyone really normal?" He didn't believe that. Maybe she just meant, regular people normal. Ones who weren't locked up in here, but evn they were hideing something. "World peace, will probably never happen. Unless our government and world turned into one of those utopias." Streching out his legs, he lays both his hands behind his head against the wall. "reincarnated, huh? Interesting. Once people are dead though, I think they should stay dead. And never be brought back. The world sucks, and I know I'll never want to come back into it." Funny, how even if he was being nice. His words were like acid. Diagreeing with everything she said. Of course even if she had said what he had, he probably would have disagreed again. Even if he thought she was right. It was just how his brain worked. Without the glasses. He at times wondered about them to, and why they made him this way. They were just the only thing keeping him sane, that and the light. They both made him realize that he still had things to figure out. Letting out a slight yawn, he closes his eyes yet again. The thought occurs to him that he might be able to sleep with his eyes opened. But even if that happened, he'd be surrounded by darkness at night. Atleast with them closed he was always with the very peaceful light. Of course at times it annoyed him. Always in his eyes and taunting him with his past. He's now clutching his glasses, his eyes wide open. They seemed to annoy the girl, but he would still put them on. He had them off for to long, and he was starting to loose himself again. Slowly he puts them back on, and brushes the hair from his face. Everything would be alright now. If she didn't reach for them, then he wouldn't be tempted to bite her. After a moment, he uncrosses his arms from around his body and his eyes light up. He even wiggles his feet around infront of himself.

And if you can't get what you want
Well it's all because of me.☼

Kolby Farrington

☼Life will always be so painful
With this loneliness consuming me.

For some reason she decides to stay. Something about how he smiled when she wasn't looking intrigued her. With a soft sigh she lets herself fall to the ground. Her back lands against the grass first, and her eyes are closed, though she can still see the light from the sun through them. Why was that? Stretching at her legs and arms she smiles softly. Maybe if she didn't look at him, he would smile more. He seemed just afraid to show happiness. Plus he didn't like when she was so close, the grass fixed that problem. He could probably barely see her, just the tip of her nose and other things. They needed to mow. Funny how she was finding out small things that bugged him. Had he figured her out yet? He might have gotten close, but women were mysterious creatures. Or at least she was told. "I'll stay then." She replies softly. She got the feeling that even if he did want her to leave; his mind wasn't entirely made up yet. He always looked like he was afraid of hurting someone, yet at the same time he looked different. It was hard to explain. Laying her hands on her closed eyes, the light ceases and she yawns. Darkness. It was scary yet comforting at the same time. Something she lived with for that whole month. Something blinking in her mind makes her remember of a very similar moment like this. She was with Anthony. In a very large field of flowers. In the middle of this field was the biggest tree she had ever seen. As she lied in the flowers he leaned against the tree. He couldn't make up his mind from just sitting there or climbing the tree and lay there. She couldn't remember why they were here, but it was a quiet place she could go with him. My friend... She thinks somewhat bitterly. Opening her eyes, she turns onto her side so she can look at her new friend, according to the workers and doctors. Scrunching her nose she blinks at him. "Hey..Mason?" She asks, plucking a piece of grass from the ground then letting it blow away from her hand. This is mostly just to test out his name, because she actually doesn't have a question. It was the first time she had actually said it. He had said her name, twice maybe? It was only right for her to say his name. Then of course she faced the problem of what to ask.

Still, I know that deep in my heart
There's a light that's shining brightly☼

(( Mhm...I'm trying to think of something to happen. xD Any ideas? ))

[luminescence]

(( Yup males are easier for some reason but I get bored RPing the same gender all the time. I was thinking that people should come and visit them? I already know whos going to visit Mace but maybe Tate gets someone he doesn't know or remember? Erin will probably get pissed off at him and I can let her bad side show. Aside from all that do you want them to escape sometime? Run into some trouble with the real world and then get put back in the hospital maybe?))

Erin Niker

♪The walls are shaking and I'm paranoid
Can someone stop the noise in my head?

So he had heard her first wish. Well she supposed he would since she had said it after all but at the same time she wished he hadn't heard it. Is anyone really normal? His words made her wondered and she guessed in a way he was right. No one was really normal but she did want to become the closest thing to being normal. Coming home from school to a happy family, staying up late on the phone with friends and never getting hurt. Normal people got hurt too but not as bad as she was. In a way she thought herself as broken. If wishes were real then she really would wish to be fixed. She was glad however when he didn't ask why exactly she thought herself as abnormal. Truth was she didn't know how'd she's explain it. 'Oh yeah! I've got this demon-like spirit inside of me and if you piss her off or lay a finger on me she'll destroy you', just didn't cut it. If anything it would confirm she was insane and the boy would only be a witness to it all, something she didn't need. "I guess not." She commented softly on the world peace it. It was just random thinking she supposed but did't talk about it further. His next words actually hit hard even though he might not have meant to. Of course dead people would stay dead but did he have to add the part of them never coming back? Maybe that's what stung the most. Just knowing that her mother really was gone and no amount of wishing could ever bring her back. Whatever hope she had going on in her head suddenly vanished as she found herself shaking. She barely noticed the boy putting his glasses back on but didn't care enough to protest. Her hands were clenched tightly at her side as if it would help her and she knew if she didn't do something soon she'd burst into tears. She didn't want to especially in front of this boy and so she slid down to the ground. As quickly as she could she brought her knees up to her chest and buried her face in them before the boy could read her expression. "Could you just..." She mumbled into her hands but wasn't too sure on how to finish the sentence. Leave me alone? Get a doctor? Shut up? Nothing seemed to work though so she left it at that.

The clock is ticking I'm about to crack
Just like a Maniac on the edge♪

MasonKnight

♪Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out

He wasn't too sure how he felt when she sat back down. Glad perhaps? Emotions were confusing things that's for sure and adding girls into the mix just resulted in a bigger headache. He glanced over at her just to make sure he had heard right and had to cover his mouth to stop a giggle from escaping. She was amusing with just her nose sticking out barely above the grass. He had the slight urge to ask how old she was but decided against it. It would come out more harsher then he intended. Most of the time when he spoke his voice always betrayed him. He couldn't risk getting too close to someone so he created this mask. This whole image where everyone was forced to leave him alone. The fact that the girl was getting through it inch by inch scared him. He didn't want to be too rude to her but at the same time he couldn't allow himself to be too nice. It's just the way things were; for her safety. He wanted to explain but that would mean going back into his past which was a trickery thing. Sometimes even when he went over the things he went through he realized they didn't make much sense. Then there were parts of his pas that he had forgotten and he knew he had forgotten them because they'd re-appear in his dreams. Sadly, whenever he awoke he had no memory of things. Always slipping out of his reach which frustrated him more. He bottled up his anger though and did his best to keep it from taking it out on others. He'd be lying if he said that fight in the library didn't help. He didn't mention this to the girl however because if anything it just might scare her off. When she turned to face him, he quickly get rid of his smile and closes his eyes once more. "Mace." He corrected her. "Just call me Mace. What?" He asked and peeked open one eye to look at her.
((Slight WB!))

Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down♪

[Mittsu Returns]

(( Mhm...Not exactly. Since Tate isn't his real name his foster family doesn't know that he's alive, and then everyone else is dead. I could make him have a dream about someone visiting him. This will be part of his past as well. But no one really can come. They can escape soon though. They should probably all meet though. Then they come up with a plan to escape, after that they can like wonder and be runaways for a while. Of course they'll get caught after a day or two. Then get put right back into the hospital. Or even a more secured hospital, with a lot of bad people and more guards.))

Tate Klauss

☼There's something in your way
And now someone is gonna pay.

Quite amusing she was. Or at least that's what he thought. Was it terrible that she was sitting here pouting about something he said, but he found it humorus? No, he didn't think so. His glasses did, but of course they would. They were nice. Perhaps it was the fact that he knew he could still make someone cry. That used to be his goal each day at school. To make atleast one person cry. He found it satisfying when they did. People were so predictable. Yet, the thing was. He wasn't trying to make her cry. She just started to do it. It had to be something he said, but every other mean comment he had she never took to heart. LEaning forward his nice guy-make sure the girl is okay side takes over. Gently reaching over, he pokes her shoulder. "I told you I should have kept my glasses on. You okay?" He asks, still somewhat poking her shoulder. When she actually doesn't respond, his jerk begins to kick in again. And for once he doesn't care if he goes off. In one motion he takes the glasses off again and lays them beside him. He was tempted to throw them, but he was to attached to do that. "Fine, not like I care anyway." He grumbles, sliding a few feet away from her. Is she didn't want to tell him, then he didn't want to listen. Stupid girls. That was another thing. If he had a wife, she'd better tell him what was wrong, instead of keeping it in like so many other girls. "Emotional much?" He mutters to himself. Girls had so many hormones. If they were just straightforward men might not get so annoyed. Then it would stop the abusive male behavior and cheating. See, it's as simple as that. If only women were as smart as men. Crossing his arms, he looks out at the sky. Someone was up in whereever you like to call it. He just had a feeling they were. To bad he couldn't remember. That might just be why he's so grumpy. And having awkward emotions. Or he could just be crazy, like everyone says. He just made up the whole different personalities, and pretended the glasses caused them. Looking back at the girl, he waits for her to actually say something. If she yelled at him, he wouldn't be surprised.

And if you can't get what you want
Well it's all because of me.☼

Kolby Farrington

☼Life will always be so painful
With this loneliness consuming me.

There it went again. His smile came and went just to quickly for her taste. She was sure that if she didn't look at him long enough then the smile might stick. For some reason, his nickname made her uneasy. Mace. It reminded her of the spray that you squirt into a bad person's eyes. It protected people, but she had forgotten to back it that day. The only day she forgot it and that's the day it happens. It suited him though, he seemed like the type of person who would protect someone he cared about, or even a random person on the street. He was his own bottle of mace. The thought, regardless of the feeling it gave her, makes a smile appear on her face. "Maccceeee." Saying his name leaves a strange taste in her mouth. "I like Mason better." She tells him, falling over onto her stomach, and then kicking her legs in the air slowly. Much in a very girly childish way. "Can I call you that?" She wouldn't let her sentences get over five words. That was her limit. Anything else was just too much. Even if he had heard her speak already. She wouldn't go to far with it. It's obvious that she's trying to ignore what she had sayd before. Just no question would pop in her head. Maybe he would notice this. Except there were things she wanted to know about, about him to be more specific. Though they were to personal. Instead she could ask a completely out there question. After a quiet 'ummm' she looks forward at him, and tilts her head ever so slightly. "How old are you?" She finally asks. It was an answer that she wanted to know. Her guess was twenty. Any younger would just surprise her. The way he acted and spoke just made her think of someone older. After her question, she lets her legs fall back, and rests her cheek against a few of the long strands of grass. At times she almost felt like she could fall asleep in an instant. Like now. Why was she so suddenly exhaustead? It would pass it always did. Almost as if it was a figment of her very creative imagination. Snapping from her thoughts she realizes that she's been humming the same tune again. Softly, but the boy might just have heard.

Still, I know that deep in my heart
There's a light that's shining brightly☼

[luminescence]

Erin Niker

♪The walls are shaking and I'm paranoid
Can someone stop the noise in my head?

She couldn't help but flinch slightly as he poked her shoulder and quietly listened to him. His gentle voice was soothing and she was about to tell him how she was fine when he snapped. Truth was she couldn't help but gape a little at the sudden change in the boy and looked over at him. Noticing his glasses were out once again she wondered what his problem was with them. She was only annoyed by them so much since he couldn't seem to make up his mind on whether to keep them on or off but was that really the only reason. She felt there was more to the story then what was being let on but his words had her distracted. "What makes you think I'm crying?" She can't help but turn stiff and lifted her eyes to meet his gaze. "Not a single tear..." She muttered and couldn't help but wonder if that's what a normal girl would do in her position. Would they cry? The thought just angered her more as it reminded her on how different she really was. Even though she could pretend with this boy that she was normal that was just it, she'd never really be normal. She did her best to keep her mouth shut and bit her lip slightly but this time it had gone too far. The boy's harsh tone reminded her exactly of the person she as trying to forget. Were all men alike? Trying pride in other people's pain and found herself slightly disgusted before suddenly standing up. She tired to calm the beast inside of her but it was far too late as the words flew out of her mouth before she could stop them. "I thought we had a no touching rule." She muttered as she brushed off the place where he had poked her as if he were the plague. In a way to her she supposed he was and wanted nothing to do with him, or more so nothing to do with her father. "Secondly, You can quit following me around. No ones forcing you to anyways. Besides....I prefer being on my own." She shrugged because that wasn't entirely true. Without giving the boy another glance she headed inside and for the lounge before sinking herself down into the couch giving a soft groan. How was she going to explain what just happened.

The clock is ticking I'm about to crack
Just like a Maniac on the edge♪

MasonKnight

♪Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out

He chuckled ever so softly when she said his name but the laugh was nothing but a bare whisper. Already it was lost in the wind as he tilted his head slightly to look at her. Maybe the reason he put up with her was because of how child-like she acted. He merely shrugged when she asked to call him Mason since he honestly didn't care and just observed her. He wondered if she could feel him staring and quickly averted his gaze back to the area around them. It wasn't as if it was the best place to be but the outside had a lot more color then the inside. He could still make out the fence that was hidden behind the trees that were displayed in front of them. It gave an illusion that there could be a forest right before them. If only escaping was that easy however as he gave a soft sigh. He had never thought of breaking out before since he was already wanted. Stepping out into the world would be like steeping in the spotlight and he couldn't risk that. He hated being locked up in here though as he began ripping the grass by his sides. He let the last remaining clump in his hands get carried away by the wind before turning his attention back to Kolby. "18....why?" He asked slowly and had a feeling this wasn't the question she wanted to ask him. It was a safer question then what happened in his past how so in a way he supposed he should be thankful. He had reasons to avoid her questions however just in case she asked something like that. It wasn't as if he knew her well enough to be spilling secrets and her not telling him about her own past gave him another reason not to. The question was just begging to be asked however. What happened to her or what did she do to get locked up in here? She didn't exactly seemed to be broken like the others here. Was it just because she wouldn't talk or was there a reason she wouldn't? "Do you just not like talking or..." He let the silence fill the space and wondered if she'd be the first to tel something about herself to him. Since he certainly wasn't ready to talk.

Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down♪

[Mittsu Returns]

Tate Klauss

☼There's something in your way
And now someone is gonna pay.

Good, she was gone. He says nothing at her words, or once she walks away. He never said she was crying, just pouting/being emotional. Funny how that's what she thought he met. She was more intuitive than he though. Of course she made him mad again at the no touching rule. She might have not known, but he noticed her coming back around with his glasses on. Nice him had that effect on people. He calmed them down. To bad he hated that feeling. Everyday he fought with breaking the glasses, but he couldn't. He liked them in a way. And found himself each day becoming nicer and nicer. Plus he blaimed her for taking them off in the first place. Oh Erin. Poor Confused Erin. What made her think he was following her? Funny. She had basically asked for him to spend time with her, so in the end it was still her fault. Standing slowly, he dusts himself off, then glances around outside. He had no need for Erin anymore, anyway. He had already decided that he was going to escape this place. Erin was just there so he didn't look crazy or to obvious. There was always the roof. Except the fence and mere distance from the ground was an issuse. Unless of course they could secretly get the fence down without anyone noticing then scale the building with tightly tied together sheets. No no. That would be to obvious, plus there were cameras. He needed something easier. Looking over at the trees, he rubs his chin slowly.Interesting. Would anyone really notice someone getting past that? But of course there was another fece on that side. Just climbing the trees, would still not work. The fence was higher than that. He knew how to climb fences though. Something he wasn't completely proud of, but it helped pay the bills. He only did it for a month anyway. Funny, that was the only thing he actually remembered, that was really bad. He didn't remember stopiping, but he knew he did. He knew he would escape sometime soon. That's what counted. No one really cared about someone in a mental hospital anyway.

And if you can't get what you want
Well it's all because of me.☼

Kolby Farrington

☼Life will always be so painful
With this loneliness consuming me.

She almost begins to laugh once he says his age, but she holds it back with a soft decietful smile. It was almost surprising that they shared an age, alittle delightful as well. He probably would think the same about her though. When she told him her age that is. No doubt his guess was somewhat of a sixteen year old maybe. Placing two finger against her forehead, she pushes stray strands of hair behind her ear. "Just, I'm eighteen too." She replies softly, propping her elbows onto the ground then laying her chin in her open palms. Her eyes do close, reagardless of her trying to watch him. It would give him more opportunities to smile at least. She hears his next question, except she pretends to not. Instead she she tries to clear her mind and just think of different things. The question was just begging for her to close up. It was the exact same question they would ask her. The doctors. She was growing tired of them always asking it. She was begining to like talking to him, and she considers this bad. She hadnt talked and yet he was able to in just a matter of a day. It occured to her that it was possible that the Doctors just sent him hear to get her to do that, but she had a feeling he was just a victum as well. "I..." What was she suppose to say? She refused to tell him what happened to her. She decided long ago not to talk about it. When she closed up, and would cover her ears while silently replaying what she had heard all those night, it was her way of ignoring them. "Words don't always help." She says simply. She believed this was as simple as she could get it. Yet if you looked furthur into the words, like she was sure the boy was going to, then it was easy to get a feel for a few things that happened. Was it so obvious that at the talk of her past, she was now quiet and not as happy as before.

Still, I know that deep in my heart
There's a light that's shining brightly☼