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[underland.]

Is there anyone open I so need a muse for this right now >>

[coriander.]

[[ wait for me to post please? ]]

[coriander.]

Cᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ Kᴀʀᴛᴇʀ Mᴏɴᴛɢᴏᴍᴇʀʏ

"split-personalities"

cameron || darwin || sylar

"Um, excuse me?" Darwin sneered at the blind boy's remark. His eyes narrowed and he stared the young man straight in his pale, ghostly eyes. He hated being treated like he was stupid, and there was more to this situation than seeing it. "There's these things called ears," he started, taking a step towards him. "And perhaps, you know since we're in an asylum, you might know what's wrong with her and what she might have done to herself just because things happen here." His heart started to pound and his head went all fuzzy. He had a momentary lapse in attention, losing his balance for a mere millisecond. He was getting too angry, and the last thing he wanted was another Sylar incident. Cameron would never let him forget it if he got them locked in a padded room. They'd managed to avoid it thus far.

His eyes came to focus on Erica's face, and a small drop of blood dripped from his nose. He cursed under his breath, looking from her to the guard as he pulled the collar of his shirt up to wipe it away. "Sorry, Cam, I'm trying," he murmured in his head, to a person that couldn't even hear him. He had it under control, though. His temper usually lasted all of ten seconds. The guard was advancing on them, and Darwin looked down to the girl. She seemed weak and injured, but still okay. Darwin wondered what had landed her in here. Something from Cameron's memory spiked his mind, and he felt a faint hint of suicide or self harm when he looked at her. His eyebrows perked when she glared at him.

[pumpkin.]

{ I'm working on my post now; it's long, sorry XD }

[pumpkin.]

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At Darwin's "clever" retort, Lucas did anything but blow his top; in fact, the boy laughed. He laughed. Some people might be wondering, 'now what type of sicko is this kid?' But that's just the thing- nobody knew. He had been in the asylum for far too long, and had ultimately gotten worse. No one actually knew what was particularly wrong with him, except for the fact that he was blind and had problems with anger management. Glazed eyes then directed back towards Darwin, one corner of his mouth lifted upward into a crooked smirk, seeming a lot more amused than he did threatened. "Exactly. And, you, my friend, have both ears and sight. Nice try, but you'll need a better excuse." Just then, Lucas heard the familiar feminine voice of Coralie. Well, aren't you just a little ray of sunshine? Angling the direction of his head so he could "look" down at the girl, he allowed his shoulders to rise and fall in an unconcerned shrug, secretly admiring her humor in such a situation. Then again, she was the one who had gotten herself into this mess. But, you couldn't blame her; Lucas had nearly committed suicide more than seven times in his years at the asylum. At first his blindness had been the problem, for then he had to rely all on his hearing, but once he perfected that skill it was the guards that always caught him. He wasn't allowed to die. Or, at least, he wasn't allowed to on his own, because the asylum was supposedly "helping" him. Psh, yeah right.

Glancing back over towards Darwin and Erica, he narrowed his eyes. One of them seemed to have fear radiating off of them in waves, and he assumed it was the girl; hopefully she didn't have as much sass as her boyfriend did. Anyway, she had stammered, so he just assumed. Lucas felt some guilt lodged into the corner of his mind, for he had been rude; but what were they expecting, rainbows and butterflies? It was an asylum for God's sake! And a girl was bleeding in front of him, there were more important things than being nice. But, the girl seemed scared. She had to boost up her confidence, or she wouldn't last another year in the asylum. His eyes flicked back to blindly meet the face of Darwin, and he forced that signature playboy smile of his onto his face. "I've been here for ten years, so believe me; there are many ways that this could've happened. And since I, unlike you, wasn't here when it happened, I can only assume." Lucas used a free hand to brush his hair out of his face. Raising that same hand, he opened his balled-up fist to reveal the small shape of a pebble. "Here's a demonstration. Imagine this being someone important to you. See it here? This is how life goes. First they're with you, in your grasp, and then," he dropped the pebble, innocently cocking his head to the side with a lopsided smirk. "Then they aren't. Same with Coralie here. Same with everyone." His voice by then was now a low hiss, as if he was trying to hold his temper but failing, or he was seeing something no one else could. And, that he was. Pointing towards Darwin, he spoke with a shaky voice, his tone disturbingly quiet for someone with such anger bottled up. "Same with you," his trembling finger then pointed itself towards Erica, then to Quinn, and back to himself. "And her. And her. And me." His hand then recoiled back to his side, as if someone had slapped it, and Lucas shook his head wildly, his blind eyes widened and his head lowered. "I tried to help them. She was screaming; they were both screaming. I killed them- I killed them!" His voice was by then a tortured scream, and his hands were clutching the sides of his head. "She was dead. They were both..., already dead! But they aren't, they kept them alive, they're torturing them! They still scream, they still scream my name- why does nobody help them?!" Lucas no longer cared about anyone else around him. He didn't even realize there were still people around him. His mental plague was so severe, they wouldn't even be able to cure it even if they knew what it was. Rising to his feet on shaking legs, Lucas blindly maneuvered himself around the guard before disappearing inside of the asylum, his head still clutched brutally by his hands.

{ Yeah, Lucas is sorta delusional XD }
{ That breakdown was sort of part of his history c; }

[coriander.]

[[ Oh my gosh I'd love nothing more than to have Darwin jump him and punch his face in, he's such a rude, cocky freak xD ]]

[pumpkin.]

That's sort of how I planned for him to be XD }
Lucas didn't used to be that way; the asylum killed his little sister in front of him, and tortured his girlfriend, so he doesn't really care anymore X3 }

[longlive]

[ That's harsh xP
I'm drawing a blank on what I should have Quinn do. Any suggestions ? ]

[coriander.]

[[ um... This isn't a very nice asylum at all! XD She can find Blair. She's wandering around being crazy xD ]]

[pumpkin.]

{ Dude, you obviously don't know me XD }
{ Lucas messed up the asylum, so he had it in for him, anyway. He knew he'd get in trouble, but he didn't know the ones he loved would. }
{ Eh, it took me, like, thirty minutes to come up with something for Lucas, so..., I wouldn't be much help. }

{ Since when are asylums supposed to be "nice"? Ha. }