Deranged .:Play:.

Each step brought the world down in Jason's mind his eyes were to the white floors dilating to the point his iris appeared black with a small rim of chocolaty brown. Throat constricted as he stepped into the dark room slowly setting Emma down his back straightened, looking around just as he'd heard the snap of the lock. Eyes widened ever so slightly fingers moving to the wall finding the switch he flicked it once, twice. Nothing. No light came from the door either. Lips slowly pressed into a line taking in a deep breath and then running both hands through long ebony locks. "I'll find you dry clothes" nodding quickly to the words the boy turned on heel making his way to the corner in the darkness he blinked rapidly in attempts to calm his heart, his mind. Searching through the bag he pulled out two shirt and returned to the bed looking down at Emma head shifting to the side slowly. "Can you see me?" he asked quietly clutching the shirts.


Reiia's eyes shifted shut as his lips pressed over all the portions of her face her heart seeming to melt unable to make out if she liked the feeling or not...finally deciding it was a yes, she liked it Maybe even loved it. He was so soft...it was like he needed her. Noone had ever needed her before, ever. The feeling was momentous really. Tongue slowly ran along teeth listening to his words slowly, processing them... It wasn't her fault? Yes. It is. Jaw slowly locked as the girl began to shake her head slowly, over and over again before leaning her forehead lightly against his. "you tried to save me, you deserved....deserve. None of it. The punishment was unlawful, cruel, and it was more than unfair. They shouldn't do this to us...to no one..er. Any one" her accent was beginning to faze deeper into the lyrics as the emotions took place trying to calm her breathing Reiia's jaw tightened, clenching back and forth slowly as she slowly slid her fingers through the boys hair. "Do not ever say you deserved punishment again, Marco.  Or we cannot be friends and I cannot remain your pretty, understand?" moving her face from his silver orbs met those of a deep dark brown they were clouded with tears and bloodshot, he didn't deserve this. He was meant to be good...yet these walls tore into the souls of even the purest individual. 

Jason took in a low breath eyes shutting quickly. "Yes but I respect you" he breathed in deeply. Mind was boggled, the darkness was slowly getting to him tearing away from what is really reality. Jason slowly nodded moving to the bed with the girl his eyes closed tightly jaw locking as teeth slowly grinded together focusing on the soft touch of Emma's small hands the relaxation it brought and yet the fear still remained. Lips trembled slowly the bot attempting to find words but instead he curled his hands into the shirt slowly pulling Emma up to his chest, holding her. to him. Soon the thick iron scent of blood came to nostrils and Jason looked down to Emma unable to make out her features he blinked slowly, once. Twice. Over and over and yet he couldn't see the woman's face...It couldn't be her. Emma wouldn't want to be close to him like this...she was broken and he currently had no chance to fix that. Slowly sliding his hands over Emma's body they stayed entrapped in the extra shirt which he'd wrapped around both hands. "E...emma" he whispered slowly lips trembling and the figure on his bed growing larger he shook his head. "This will only hurt for a second" the words were low, husky as the boy shifted on the bed wrapping the shirt around Emma's throat restraining her breathing and pulling her back. "What'd you do with her...what'd you do..."


Reiia's eyes moved over him slowly, over and over the features. Remembering them, implementing them into her brain so that she'd never forget, even when he was gone...of course he'd be gone sooner or later, everyone was. She'd be left alone, forever alone. Like lost in the darkness with no hopes of a flame. No hopes of freedom. Freedom. The thought was amusing, she didn't properly even remember what freedom was, had she ever been free? To be herself, stuck behind a mask of a merely angry child. Breath caught between lips tongue slowly sliding along her teeth as she blinked slowly. Closer. Facade moved closer to the boy's but soon her body froze, moving back metallic voids lightened slowly, widening as she slowly returned to her spot in the floor looking up to the dark haired man with wide eyes, eyes that truly didn't even see. "I'm evil..." the words were barely audible as lips curved into a smile slowly, head beginning to shake from side to side as she shifted voids downward to hands. "I don't know why... maybe it's in my blood, maybe it's in the drugs. But I am truly, honestly, fucking evil. I fucked a girl today Marco, I don't remember it...but I know I did. They probably liked it. And the girl in the cage, something in me wanted to fight her...just fight. Let it out. I don't know if she's even alive...I don't remember anything, i hit her once and then...I was gone" lower lip trembled ever so slightly her eyes had filled with unshed tears but she simply stared, blinking and not letting a single one loose. "My secret is...I'm going to hurt you. I don't know how, I don't know when, I may not properly realize it. But everything close to me is in trouble, and I really...really don't want you to be hurt. I destroy everything I touch" vocals trailed the girl fading back to reality feeling faint

Jason's eyes widened hearing the words his heart dropped into stomach slowly, head shaking as he pulled lips from Emma's. "It's me I'm so...so sorry Emma" pulling her up to him he pressed his back to the wall and pulled her into his arms holding her in the darkness his breathing was quick heart feeling as if it may just burst right in his chest. Right here, right now. "I didn't know it was you..." the words came out slower than the last ones trying to look over her in the darkness but only seeing afew features. "Can you move...can you breathe' he said slowly.

Reiia's nodded slowly as he repeated the words happy that now they were not so filled with sadness, begging. Watching him with wide eyes as he moved back slowly, what was he doing.. Just as the question came to mind the moment was over and he'd moved back only now their lips met. Fingers curled into the fabric of the boy's shredded clothing, taken by surprise. The kiss was not rough, or foreign. It was right, for her. A slow smile edged to lips kissing Marco in return allowing her fingers to curl into the bloodied fabric not breaking the kiss until she must, and only then did she pull away breath catching in lyrical cave, tongue running over lips slowly as the faintest hint of a smile spread to lips. "I do believe stealing your vodka this morning may have been the best thing I've done in a very long time" lyrics were quiet hinting with the happiness inside of her for once the voices had grown quiet, resting in a comfortable silence and leaving Reiia alone within her own cranium, to gasp in what little happiness she had until it was called lights out and he was torn from the room.

Jason blinked quickly looking down at Emma he could finally see her, her...and a million little white spots. Good god give someone a warning you inhumane bastards. Slowly trying to force his eyes to focus he could only feel her moving closer now her legs were in his lip and her body was completely in view, the lashes, the burns... A strange sense of anger and pain caught it's self within the boy's chest but he slowly rocked the female, nodding slowly over and over again. "Emma, can I clean your wounds...I don't want them to be infected" he said slowly dark voids flickering over her body trying not to linger too long but he the burns caused shivers through his canvas. What did he look like? Thankfully his room had no type of mirror the boy pressed lips together before slipping beneath Emma and looking down at her. "I swear I wont hurt you again...I just don't want them to hurt you more already"

Reiia's eyes widened as they sprayed Marco wanting to help but she only stayed in the floor, sitting, staring. The voices had returned and they were giving their opinions on the matter. Brought to reality by the guards her eyes flickered upward as the darker haired man pulled her upward. "Here let's help him" he said tearing at Reiia's shirt she cried when it was torn from her body like a mere towel or something flimsy the shirt fell to the floor. Covering her body Reiia trembled as the man took off the shorts and they began to spray her with the ice cold water. Like fresh ice cubes it burned her skin, burning. Burning. Like a fucking fire was set to her skin yet she was fine. Yelping quietly in the beginning Reiia backed away trying to hide from the spray, eyes closing tightly. Soon it was over and she was drenched from head to toe, shaking slightly as the man threw her shorts in the chilled water which now covered the floor. "Interesting, like earlier today. Blondie." smirking the two guards left and Reiia cowered against the wall trying to cover herself but soon she opened her eyes, moving them over the room. Giving up before slowly walking across the floor hoping to find a change of clothing...something.

Jason's jaw tightened slowly wishing he could truthfully tell the girl know as the fear slowly seeped through her voice. "Yes but I'll look away and you can lay it across your breasts while I clean everywhere else...is that okay?" eyebrow raised as he slowly set the bucket down looking to Emma before turning on heal away from the bed, brown eyes staring at the wall so she could take off her shirt as much as he wanted himself to look he tried not to forcing dark visionaries to close after a moment.

Reiia looked down as she pulled on the clothing hoping Marco wasn't watching but making no attempt to hide herself. So many people had seen her naked, more than she'd ever imagined. The shyness which she had so naturally seemed to appear and disappear depending on the mood of her other...personas? Reiia ran a palm through her damp hair which was still barely held up by the hairband from before slowly sliding it out she ran a palm through her hair, tussling it pain streaked through her head but she chose the best idea, ignoring it. Slowly sliding the band onto her wrist Reiia turned on heel metallic voids meeting those of Marco's the deep brown which were so wide and scared. A slow smile edged to lips though she wondered how long he'd been watching her. Slowly walking toward the bot eyes flickered over the shirt which she'd given him it was still extremely tight and she could see every rib of his, count them if she so choose... Taking in a soft breath the girl took a seat at the end of the bed deciding that the drenched floor was not a good option. "any better..?" vocals slowly trailed. Better. Much better, twice in one day Reiiana. You better be interesting. He'll do the same as all the others. Close your eyes and let me take care of it. Jaw locked slowly Reiia trying to force the voices, the thoughts, away as she watched him beneath her covers hoping he was warmer but her own body felt as if it may be frozen, shaking from the waist down.

Jason's teeth slowly grazed over his lip as he attempted to focus on smaller areas of skin at a time not wanting to look at the over-all picture of her bare body or that by the end of this he'd have touched every inch. Brown voids were focused, intent on what he was doing. Feeling Emma shift ever so slightly he soon became relieved with the realization that she was quite possible calming down meaning by the time he reached her facial region, and chest, she may realize he had no intentions of hurting her. Or touching her with anything other then the damn, flimsy. pieces of fabric which he cleaned her with. Soon the man was finished with her slim appendages and he glanced up brown voids meeting those of her own deep sapphire for mere moments before he shifted and began to clean out the burns and lashes across her torso grimacing ever so slightly at the irritated skin. Soon the woman's lyrics met audits and his eyebrow raised slowly but did not look up from the fresh piece of fabric his tongue slowly sliding over chapped lips before lips parted to take a deep breath and his husky lyrics met the world. "I personally believe we could... Damaged people are dangerous. We know know that we can survive" lips shifted upward slowly as he finished cleaning her waist slowly glancing up at Emma. "can i start on your chest...?" he asked her permission slowly leaning up so she could look at him.



Metallic orbs had shifted shut and now the girl relied on the very faint beats of the boy's heart to calm her mind, to bring her from the fantasy. He has a heart. He's not heartless. Like You. eyes flickered open quickly the stone within her cage had quickened it's beat and she focused now on controlling her breathing so the boy didn't state that she was a freak. Kyle always called her a freak.. her brother was supposed to be normal...but he was just so mean. Often he'd bring his friends to their home being 4 years older than her the boys would always stare and laugh and try to touch her to see if the 'voices' liked it. Reiia didn't understand, she never understood and it just wasn't fair. Only now in this place did she realize. Once Kyle had come to Far View to 'visit' her he asked her why she was cut up, it'd been 3 years since they'd seen each other last and he assumed she'd become suicidal...that's what the doctors had told them all anyway. He even took a picture of Reiia wide eyed and looking at him said that 'his friends had missed her.' It'd been 2 years since that  had happened. Slowly reality set in as Marco's soft words met Reiia's ears. Voids flickered over where the sheets covered slowly before glancing up at him and pressing lips into a slight line, cranium shifting from side to side. "No, you warm me" she murmured wrapping her arms around the waist of the man she barely knew and returned her eyes to being pressed shut slowly humming gently. The humming lasted maybe a minute before Reiia really realized she was doing it and forced the soft sound to quit, shifting away from Marco metallic orbs moved over his body barely covered in the white fabric which stuck to his slim frame she knew he was naked in all the parts she couldn't see and it made her feel a tiny bit embarrassed.  'If you want I can sleep in the floor..." she said slowly afraid that she might wake up in the middle of the night and freak out, or worse wake up and not know what she was doing. The soft words 'entertain me' and "interesting" were on repeat in her mind and Reiia fought to stay in control. This wasn't a punishment, they were friends now...friends. But would they be punished tomorrow?

Jason couldn't help but notice how Emma was suddenly...well, talking. More than before anyway. This brought a strange sense of ease to his torso, pleased with himself almost...almost. A smile edged to lips, nodding slowly. She wasn't mad. Good god she wasn't mad and she didn't hate him. A small ray of happiness beamed in the boy and before he knew it she'd taken his face and brought him to her, surprise set in eyes wide but soon closing as he felt the kiss to his forehead. Itching to move closer to the woman's chest he took in a soft breath and leaned up again planting a kiss to her forehead allowing it to linger before slowly pulling them away and offering a slow smile. "I can hum to you if you'd like, maybe it will take your mind from it" he said slowly eyes searching hers after a moment then slowly he leaned down and picked up a fresh piece of fabric.

Reiia's lips shifted upward as he replied to the question but soon she realized the question in it's self had upset him. Well..hell. Lips spread in order to speak but soon her visionaries set on the boy's twitching eye and his hand which shot up to the wall. A slow frown edged to facial features deepening when he moved away from her metallic voids widened in the darkness... was he mad at her? What was going on. Taking in a quiet breath Reiia moved closer to him taking in a slow breath of his scent. "I am not mad or anything Marco...I was just curious" she breathed itching for the lights to luminate the room once more. She was not ready for darkness, or the silence which ultimately came from it. "I wanted to know if you still thought I am pretty if you had" she added more quietly now teeth grazing lower lip before biting down.