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Post by kimcora on Mar 2, 2013 0:33:10 GMT -5
Abigail was surprised by her answer and had to remind herself Morra couldn't see her shock when she tried to hide the expression. She had been there that long? And yet why did she look so young? It really was mind boggling. "Well, the two sound alike becuase Anthony is Dr. Geoffry Godard's son..." She said just to fill Morra in on that minor detail. But at the mention of tests and a basement made Abigail pause. "Testing?" Abigail asked, not understanding what she meant by that.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 2, 2013 0:45:14 GMT -5
When she brought up testing she frowned," Ask the old man about it...He was the one who wanted to be in charge so bad be paired me with a sick, disgusting, pervert of an attendant back then..." She said as she took a deep breath then smiled a bit," So thats why Queen bee sounds like him...Makes sense over the speaker he sounds calm and patient when he is irate and just wants to tranq. me." She said with a small giggle.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 2, 2013 1:18:29 GMT -5
Abigail had an uneasy feeling about all this, especially when Morra mentioned a perverted attendant. Who was this person and why would he be allowed to stay with patients? She blinked at her comment about Anthony's demeanor. He always was calm and collected, but that was just his personality, to be the man in control. She shook her head before speaking. "Morra he wouldn't hurt you. Anthony just wants to help out here. He'd very excited about improving the hospital." She said with an almost happy deameanor.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 2, 2013 1:27:11 GMT -5
She about snorted when she said Queen bee wanted to help. "Help as in empty some cells of those he dislikes then yes...He wants to help us move on to our deaths or at least get us out of his hair. His mind isn't like you think it is...If you knew what I knew- you would know better." Her voice was low and serious, making the men outside nervous as they shuffled and switched feet as they stood there trying to listen in since they had recorders there. Her head came up when one man outside the door took a breath intending to speak- she assumed," Hey- muscles- You even think about speaking in my presence again- even so much as a thought about it and I will rip that tongue from your head with my feet and feed it to your mother. Its rude to interrupt ladies when they are talking." She cast her general senses back to where the Nurse was and a sweet smile came over her," If you can understand somethings better Everette- like why I requested you- then you might get more pieces to your puzzle."
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Post by kimcora on Mar 2, 2013 11:03:09 GMT -5
Abigail frowned at Morra's mentioning of Anthony, telling her he wasn't what he seemed. It was a harsh assumption, but one she couldn't fault Morra at. Most patients saw doctors as the evil ones. She hardly htought Anthony would have it in him to harm another being, much less purposefully allow them to die. The sharp threat to the guards made her jump a little though she eased herself into the mentality people were scared enough of her to not test her threats. "THen why Morra, why do you want me here?" She asked wanting to understand. This puzzle Morra spoke of, she couldn't be the questions she had about William nad those she had about Morra. That just wouldn't be possible...
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Post by vamperious on Mar 3, 2013 2:34:08 GMT -5
When she asked her a question she only smiled at her like a bemused teacher watching a class. "If I gave you all the answers- You wouldn't have any room to grow... I'll give you hints though... because I'm sweet. Your not afraid of things you don't understand...Thats a major play in this- for ma at least. You don't treat me like a misbehaving pet...You treat me as thought I were a person with...needs..." He ended her sentence a bit strange since she had forgotten exactly what she was getting at- it was like her mind cut off in confusion- it was written on her face that she was confused about something suddenly. "My mind just went blank...damn it all..." She muttered as she sat there wanting to stretch or hurt an idiot who just so felt like ignoring her threats but no one was challenging her at this time and she had almost completely forgot that Everette was there.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 4, 2013 0:27:08 GMT -5
Abigail still didn't quite get what Morra was getting at. So since she tried to be humane with her, she kept her around?But then what did that have to do with understanding the hospital and other things? Did she know something that Abigail didn't? She hardly thought that was possible since after William's death she had gone into an intensive search of the place. She exhausted every record available, every review, every portfolio of success and not once had she seen even a blemish till the recent deaths brought on by Morra. "I see. So that's all I'm getting hm?" She said though her brow furrowed at Morra's look of confusion. "Your head isn't hurting? It could be an injury...perhaps that piece of metal?" She asked trying to move her hair to see it better.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 4, 2013 1:07:25 GMT -5
Morra shook her head," You leave that on...It keeps the light from bugging my eyes...No- Its just when I think about old things my mind just shuts off- blocks me out in a way." She said not wanting her to take her only thing she wanted to have on herself taken from her because people thought it was dangerous when it was if any one she hated got close enough to head but they were going tor egret coming to work. She sat still however trying to figure out just what her mind was blocking her from.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 4, 2013 1:40:42 GMT -5
Abigail's hand receeded when Morra told her to leave it alone. She wouldn't continue to mess with it if it bothered Morra, only if the thing posed a threat to her health. Her mention of her mind shutting down on certain subjects had her nodding. "It's a common mechanism for the mind, to seperate out sensitive material that can be harmful to the psche." She realized she was getting into her bookish talking and made herself stop and go back to her normal level. "It's probably something you're not suposed to worry about just yet. When the time comes you'll be able to bring it up, hm?" She said, hoping she was alright but also wanting to give her a bit of reassurance. she was also quite curious what Morra was forgetting as well.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 4, 2013 2:07:37 GMT -5
Shaking her head she frowned," No-I'm not supposed to remember it... Its like an old photo album you could have swore you left on a shelf or in a box yet once the house is empty you can't help but feel like you forgot it in the house... You would search for hours in an empty house for something that never even existed...That is until you find the secret little door only to have some one sludge you in the head- making you forget..." She sad making a small face at the forgetting part- she hated forgetting things- even the things that made her upset the past was important- if only she could show her things that she felt and heard in her mind she might understand but she couldn't show her much since she was just another crazy patient in there.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 4, 2013 9:57:44 GMT -5
Abigail had to admit the analogy was vivid and creative, but she also had to remind herself that she was speaking with a patient. Morra could be delusional for all she knew...though she tended not to think that way. "I did the same with Will and the last day I saw him." She found herself suddenly admitting, eyes down cast as the feelings surfaced. Abigail knew this time together like this was growing short. She could already hear the radios of the men outside crackling. It meant she had only a few minutes before they dragged her out. "I asked about outside time. Anthony didn't approve it for today but maybe tomorrow?" She said giving her a hopeful smile. She really wanted to help Morra out, even if others thought it was stupid or a bad idea. She aslo wanted to jump the subject off painful memories.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 4, 2013 12:28:41 GMT -5
Morra was confused about her comment about will. " did what? Hit him or forget?" She asked curious since she had no idea what he had meant since she could t see emotions of the face she wondered just what was going threw her mind. She could hear the radios crackle out side in the hall- making it clear that is allowed a minimum time with Morra and she is to be monitored but she frowned," he won't approve of it. I'm too hostile to go out side to him... However I will settle for a good stretch once in a while... These jackets get tiresome." She said her voice sounding a bit deflated as he was honest- her Ames always ached because of them.
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Post by kimcora on Mar 4, 2013 16:14:04 GMT -5
Abigail let the conversation about Will drop, not understanding why she brought him up in the first place. She instead turned her ideas to Morra's mention of the outside and how she wouldn't be allowed to be let out. Abigail assumed the same but it didn't mean she couldn't work with Morra enough to get her to the point of being able to. It was safe to say that she could get there with a bit of hard work. "Morra you have to little faith in him...so just rely on me and I'll see that it happens okay?" She said, hoping wouldn't give up on the idea of being treated well.
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Post by vamperious on Mar 6, 2013 0:27:59 GMT -5
She smiled in her direction," I will try this faith you call- however I'm not religious so I'm at a disadvantage there however I will trust you." She said wanting her to help her but knew she was going to get into trouble now with people coming to collect her.
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Post by kimcora on Apr 28, 2013 18:04:25 GMT -5
Abby smiled and gave her a giggle. "Religion has nothing to do with it. Just a little hope is all." She stood when she heard a knock on the door and looked back to see the guards open the door. Anthony stood behind them, a tight smile on his lips. "Abby, time for a staff meeting..." he said before looking to Morra. "Hello Morra. Happy with your new accommodations?" He asked sincerely or at least the sincerity was in his voice...
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