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Post by vamperious on Jan 28, 2013 11:18:44 GMT -5
When she didn't get up there was a huff in sound which made her a bit confused. When she turned her head towards the door she heard Paul- this wasn't real she suddenly thought. "Morra-Come along- its time to be fed." She shook her head forcibly to keep him away from her," No- go away Paul I don't' want to see you!" She didn't hear anything for a second until it was right by her and some ones hand was on her shoulder suddenly," its a good thing your blind huh." was the few words whispered into her ear. She freaked- Shooting straight up off the floor she jolted for the door and pushed past the three men there and tripped heading down the hall way that she had gotten the attendants in. She was terrified it was obvious on her face. When she ran into the wall she took comfort in it and sunk down onto her bottom bringing her knees up to her with the help of the corner she was between a metal cage and a concrete wall- she had run the rather long hallway and she could hear shouts and a silent alarm going off faintly. She knew it was a dream but she lost it- her mind was so lost in thought she fell asleep and had a night mare. She felt the presence of a few people standing over her waiting for the doctor to arrive to fix the situation- every one was paged to take every patient back to their place and report in case they needed help.
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Post by kimcora on Jan 29, 2013 1:57:01 GMT -5
Dr. Kerry bailed his way through staff over to where Morra was hidden away. "Alright we have to get her back in her cell. get the tranquilizers ready--" "That won't be necessary." Dr. Kerry looked over his shoulder and saw Abby pushing her way through the crowd. She had helped round up patients back to their rooms when she heard about Morra and followed the commotion. "This doesn't concern you, Ms. Everette." He snapped but she glared at him only moving part him and closer to Morra. "She is a human being doctor...but some animal to be drugged back into her cage. look at her, she's shaking." She hissed, low enough for Kerry and those close enough to him to hear. He was baffled by her stubborness and watched her look to Morra with an almost caring gaze. "Are you alright?" She asked, all formality gone and just concern.
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Post by vamperious on Jan 29, 2013 2:03:55 GMT -5
When she heard Everette's voice she looked in the general direction of it, tears were coming down her face and she almost whimpered that she was scared to her in a quiet voice. She was still a child in her mind but unless she snapped- she would be a child. ((yes she is major bipolar lol)) She couldn't concentrate on anything right now- she was so panicked, she wouldn't have been able to differentiate who was near her or who was even there- if not the whole facility. Her ears were ringing in her subdued panic and she hated it- it was like she was handy cap all over again.
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Post by kimcora on Jan 29, 2013 23:55:02 GMT -5
The sight of tears and Morra's wimpered words drew out a feeling in Abigail she hadn't had in a very long time. It was a strong emotion that normally would have made her cry in any other situation but infront of her peers and in the momnt of helping someone she hardly wanted to let loose something she kept carefully locked away. "It's alright Morra, you're safe. How about we go some place a bit less crowded hmm? We can get you somewhere a bit more comfotable, ff you let me help you..." She asked, reaching out to touch her arm to help coax her up. She knew the sudden care that flooded her being wasn't for Morra completely. She was somewhat drawing from the powerful emotional surge she got when thinking of her brother....Alone and scared with no one to help....She wouldn't let that be anyone else, not if she could help it.
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Post by vamperious on Jan 30, 2013 0:03:51 GMT -5
When her arm was touched she flinched a bit but got up with a bit of help she could smell Everette now and she was a bit calmed by the calming sent however she was still spooked. If she heard a male voice she might freak if it were close- she didn't want to be close to a male- she was going to rip the next one o shreds- she focused on her voice and followed exactly where she lead her- probably back to her cell- she didn't care as long as she was safe.
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Post by kimcora on Jan 30, 2013 0:45:43 GMT -5
When Abby got Morra to stand without injury, actually touched the woman without losing a finger, the whole hallway went silent. People back up, expecting a blood bath, but got instead the intruiging sight of her pulling Morra along behind her. "Dr. Kerry, take me to one of the special rooms. I want something lighter than the pit from hell you've got her in." "But Ms. Everette I can't just--" "Dr. Kerry please. She needs a stimulating enviroment to calm herslef down. It would be further damadging to her mental state to shove her back in that room." She recieved a glare from Kerry which she returned with a stubborn glare of her own. "Unless you want the Chief to know that this little slip up was on your watch..." He was silent a moment before he turned on his heels, muttering, "Your fueneral." He took her down a few halls until they reached a group of rooms used for the patients who's families had the money to put them in the best of conditions.... Abigail was sickened by how lush it was, top of the line sterile bedding that looked comfortable enough for her to consider sleeping here. It even had a window high up though it was too barred up and sealed to even open. She sat morra down on the bed and looked her over for any cuts or bruises. "Are you hurt Morra?" She asked, since the girl was blind and bound up in that straight jacked to even show her if she was.
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Post by vamperious on Jan 30, 2013 0:57:49 GMT -5
Morra felt the atmosphere change entirely making her relax- it was a visible change almost. When she sat down and asked if she was alright she nodded a little," I just had a bad dream...Flash back if you will. I'm sorry- its not your fault." She said her voice sounding almost like a different person was talking then it had been yesterday when she had met her. She cocked her head in the silence listening to her breathe, it was almost funny she had never been in a nice room like this and here she was in a nice place after a break down. Maybe she should be nicer more often she smirked more to herself. "Why do you care so much?" She asked a bit if spite in her voice as she tried to figure it out- she was a puzzle this new nurse.
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Post by kimcora on Jan 30, 2013 1:12:36 GMT -5
Abigail couldn't help but be intruiged by mention of nightmare. After all, dreams were a look at someones soul. But she wouldn't ask about it, especially not if it had driven Morra to bolt out of her cell and risk a tranquilizer shot and a probation. The rules were very strict for patients. She sighed lightly when she said she wasn't hurt and let a hand run trough her hair that was up in the traditional bun. She blinked however when Morra asked about why she cared. She paused, trying to come up with an answer. She settled for the partial truth, enough to be professional and enough to keep her composure in lock. "I guess you don't buy the whole it's my duty as a nurse thing hm? Well that's actually the truth for me atleast... and a bit more depth, I have a softer side for the people here, from personal experience if you will..." She uncommonly used the word people instead of patients. It was something she did mostly to herself, since that way of thinking was not shared by most if not all her peers. "And you Morra...do you not want my help?" She asked raising a brow at her.
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Post by vamperious on Jan 30, 2013 1:32:53 GMT -5
Morra listened to her and assumed she was giving her a look she assumed was common when others asked questions. She smiled at her," I want your trust- and your help. You don't seem to be afraid of me- I know over half the staff who would have wet their uniforms just at being alone in a room with me...yet here you are- you remind me of a boy I knew...He was nice." She said with a small soft smile remembering another patient who used to read to her.
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Post by kimcora on Jan 30, 2013 1:48:37 GMT -5
Abigail tried to look into Morra's face for some kind of reaction to her words, but with that blind cover it was hard as hell. She could hear security moving by the door and knew they weren't totally alone, but in a way that was a comfort. She couldn't lie and say she wasn't at least a bit worried, but to absolutely fear someone was not in her interest. If she died on this job or got cut then it was her issue. She listened to her request but seemed a bit curious at mention of a boy. She quickly dispelled it and gave her response."Well I'm glad you find me nice like this friend of yours...You have my trust as well as my honesty...as long as you can do the same." She said, well more like requested. She really was curious about Morra, cautious, but not horriblbly so.
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Post by vamperious on Jan 30, 2013 1:58:01 GMT -5
Morra pursed her lips," I will try I can't speak for 'her' but I can do my best. The boy gave his willingly- said I reminded him of his sister- only-completely crazy and blind and well- me." She smirked at the end of it as she remembered he boy and how nice hew as to her before he was 'moved' or that's what the nurses had told her. She turned her blind eyes to the woman in the room with her," Do you think I'm crazy?" She asked almost jokingly- if the nurse said no- then she was a liar if she gave her an honest answer she could trust her better.
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Post by kimcora on Jan 30, 2013 2:20:19 GMT -5
The bit about her mentioning a her was odd. What did Morra mean by that? Abigail had to hold back her questions however because Morra was still speaking. When she said the bit about the boy and her reminding him of his sister, she frowned visibly to those that could see anyways. She couldn't help that it stung to be reminded of her brother, even if it this could have been someone completely different. But she did always wonder if Will ever thought about her while he was here...She couldn't say anything about him at home or to her friends, couldn't even mention his name around her mother. It was like Will was dead to the Everette family, except on the days she was allowed a chaperoned visit with him. Those were some of the best days of her life, just getting to be with him for even thirty minutes...the sad part was though, he never got better. The schitzophrenia kept giving him the anxiety attacks, only tormenting his already weak heart. It wasn't till Abigail turned eleven that she realized Will was never going to be 'normal' again and would stay in the asylum for the rest of his life.... At Morra's question, she gave a quip of laughter. "I think your bat shit crazy, but so am I for even agreeing to work here in the first place. Not even because of the ones deemed insane, but because of the coworkers that are driving me insane...And hell maybe Will rubbed off on me." She said the last bit rather softly, almost a mumble rather than a real statement. "But that doesn't make you any less a being with feelings. Remember that next time Kerry tries to get you with that needle. You have right you know." She said hoping to break the ice with her. There were so many things she wanted to ask, to understand and hell she almost felt that she actually wanted Morra to trust her as sort of a bandage for leaving her brother to die along.
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Post by vamperious on Jan 30, 2013 2:26:02 GMT -5
"Kerry isn't my doctor...I don't have one. I'm a terminal- as most in that hall are. Who is your Will? My Will was a nice, he read to me..." She said with an almost smile, her tone was soft but she wasn't sure just who this nurse was talking about. She wanted to ask what she thought of her being a terminal case but held her tongue wondering if she would say anything about it.
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Post by kimcora on Jan 30, 2013 16:12:37 GMT -5
Abigail's brows rose in surprise when Morra said she was a terminal case. She hadn't expected terminal to be something to describe this girl. "I'm sorry...I didn't mean to bring up bad feelings or anything. I just assumed since Kerry is in charge of the higher security ward..." She let it drift off and shook her head, knowing Morra probably didn't want to hear this from her, a stranger... She half smiled at her saying My Will, it made her think how she would refer to him when she was little and he used to come to pick her up from school. "Well, my Will was William Everette...he was a kind soul that didn't have a mean bone in his body...Even if he was my older brother was like a father to me--even when he was hospitalized here. But he kept that damn smile on his face, even gave me daffodils every time I visited." She looked at Morra but she seemed to be looking past her. She was zoned out into her world where Will was okay and alive, when she was happy. She blinked and the feeling disappeared quickly, receding back into its emotional vault in her mind. "Anyways, do you need anything. Water, medication. I think I can sneak in some kind of sweets if Kerry stays out of my business long enough."
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Post by vamperious on Jan 30, 2013 20:11:42 GMT -5
She cocked her head to the side and gave her a blank expression," he is still in his training wheels...the doctor - the old man, he owns this place- he knew my father- I think...he is in charge of we terminal ones..." She said wondering if she had ever met the old man. He was there ever so often but not in a few years- probably didn't care any more.
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