Moved

[SabrinaB]

Claire was still singing, a little louder now. She absently played a little with her bunny, not paying attention to the others.

Doom kept his eyes on Kane. Was it a claustrotobic attack, or was it because Dian was gone? He kept his eyes on him.

[jörmungandr.]

Mikey sighed, walking to the hard bed in the cell and sitting down onto it. He really should have just kept his mouth shut and now was happening. He looked down at the ground with a blank face and hands clenched, the only thought that ran threw his head at the moment was just killing Doom and the others. And that was a bit unusual. He was usually a nice person, he never fought like this before.

[SabrinaB]

Varias looked at Mikey. "How do you feel?" he asked.

[Reaper *]

Kane
He suddenly tore his shirt off to throw it at the bed, almost insane with the idea that maybe, it'd help if he didn't have some of his clothes on. The boots and socks were next, noisy clangs soundin' as the shoes hit the bars to drop to the floor. Sweat outlined his frame, his hands twitchin' with uncontrollable tremors as he sat there, deep ragged breaths escapin' him as he stared, eyes still unfocused and glazed over.

[jörmungandr.]

Mikey looked over at Varias, his face not changing, "Honestly, I feel like ripping someones throat out," he replied. He looked over at Kane, starting to feel a little worried about him.

[SabrinaB]

Doom kept his eyes at Kane. This could get badpretty soon. He opened a drawer, taking a gun out. He opened it, seeing it was loaded. He looked at Kane, closing the gun again with a click.

Varias kept his eyes at Mikey. "Yeah, so do I. And to be honest, yours. We have no idea what will happen next, but Dian did! He was afraid of making that stuff with a good reason!" He then looked at Doom, seeing the gun. "Put that thing away!" he yelled.

[Reaper *]

Kane
That, was a familiar sound, the click. He snapped his head around to stare at the gun, a slightly confused expression on his face, as if askin' why it was here all of a sudden. Still trapped in the chains of his panic, though. He saw nothin' but the gun.

[SabrinaB]

Doom removed the safety pin, looking at Kane. He seemed a little calmer, but he'd still keep a close eye on him.
"Put the gun away!" Varias said at Doom. "He can't help this, don't shoot him over it!"

[jörmungandr.]

Mikey sighed, nodding a bit, "Yea, I know. I should have just trusted Dian," he muttered and looked over when he heard a click noise. Seeing the gun a flash of anger and panic hit him, "What are you doing? Put that down!" he growled.

[Reaper *]

Kane
He quickly lost interest in it, his gaze shiftin' to stare up at the ceilin' as he wrapped his arms around his knees. Clearly unaware of the tension.