Deranged .:Play:.

The chilled air of the hallway hit Reiia like a brick wall as dilated blue eyes slowly moved over the white walls. There was noone in the hallway, why not? Slowly limbs took the young woman through the walls that seemed to fall in on her, hands moving along the walls as if for some sort of false support. Slim limbs brought the woman to the middle of the Asylum where the nurses could be found. Taking in a gentle breath Reiia attempted to keep herself calm, if she behaved she wouldn't be punished. As long as she stayed in her right mind. Moving further down another hallway the woman tried to ignore some of the cries of people in restraints, being punished. Finally she found the door which lead to a large open area with walls noone could hope to climb over. Snow covered the ground in thick blankets and the woman realized it was winter...winter already. Slowly moving toward the chair which often had held so many other patients slim frame shivered ever so slightly, god she should have changed. Glancing at the bloodied grey tank lips pressed into a line before pulling out a cigarette, lighting it, and inhaling the sweet nicotine.

Jason hit the wall once, twice, three times. Anger bubbled through the man his vision was slightly blurred and he realized that the medication was slowly kicking in. God...no. Chocolaty voids shifted shut quickly as he turned toward the door just in time to see a blonde passing by. She was slim like most within the Asylum. Blood covered the grey shirt which she wore and slowly seemed to be trailing down the white shorts, what had happened? Was she going outside in that clothing? Eyebrow slowly raised a smirk edging to lips as he began to laugh, head shaking over and over as he slowly left the room, eyes moving over the area like those of a captured animal, passing by each room slowly.

Reiia's lips curved into a slow smirk silver eyes dilated more, head shifting to the side looking over the dirty young man whom was obviously already becoming affected by the liquor in the clear bottle. Mmm. Vodka. Eyes flickered yet again to the bottle a low laughter running through lips as the her head shifted from side to side, running her free palm through long blonde locks before cryptic visionaries flickered to meet those of a darker brown hue, her chin lifted, stepping toward the man her eyes moved over him. Hmm. He was so much taller than she, rather large actually. Yet he had yet to hit her.. Tongue slid along lips as she shifted upward swiping the bottle she brought it to her lips the thin warm liquid moving down her throat in long laps, burning her throat and then her stomach before pushing it back to the man "Thanks" the lyrics were a light purr before turning on heel moving away quickly incase he were to come after her. Breathing in slowly Reiia realized her breath could be seen in the chilled air. Taking another hit of the nicotine stick a chill slowly maneuvered down spine, watching the man a glint of curiosity shifting within.

The guards grabbed the man off of Emma throwing him and pulling her up, the guard which Jason was attacking grabbed him by the arms throwing him into the stone wall. Pain forced through the dark haired man's head eyes shutting as jaw set, the guard pulled him up, lashing him with the whip, once, twice. Over and over the leather brought blood to the surface and for once the boy thanked the gods for the straight jacket which had him holding himself. Falling to the floor he groaned over and over as the whips hit him. Why'd he helped the fucking girl? God damn it what was wrong with him. Brown eyes slowly opened watching as the guards pulled at the girl, it would appear they were taking her toward the cells, but he honestly had little-to-no idea as to what exactly was going on, his mind soon blacking out as blood poured from his head.

Reiia had accepted she was to be punished and was now closing her eyes tightly wrapped in the warmth of the ebony jacket she breathed in quick, even breaths. The scent of the boy from before lingering through narks with each small gasp. They'd saved her from falling, yes they'd saved her. Now all she could do is cooperate from the torture. Soon screams could be heard, deep, frightened screams which echoed through the hall she'd just entered. Reiia's eyes widened flickering open as to look around. Due to the jacket wrapped around her form mobilization was limited and the woman took in a low gruff breath, twisting and turning in the man's arms earning a slap on her ass but nothing more yet, worth it as she saw Marco on the floor, his arms were bleeding and he was covered by women, trying to get up. Was this really happening? Blinking continuously teeth grazed lower lip slowly, eyes forcing shut as not to see what was going on before her. This is Real. Just as the realization had come to play she felt a force like a wall knock into the back of the guard holding her, her own body flying from strong arms to the stone wall head knocking into the cement the chilled tile floor was the next thing which her cheeks felt, so relaxing against the now worn and warm skin of her facade. Eyes flickered open, blinking slowly she could see Marco attacking the man. Metallic voids shifted over the dark figure, blinking quickly realizing it was real she shook her head. "No. Marco Don't!" her voice was loud as she cried not wanting the drunken stranger to be punished any more she fumbled to her feet, tripping she realized the guards had gotten the whips now. 


Jason's eyes shot up to meet those of a dark shade, searching them for a moment as if to decide if she were serious or not. The tone of vocals sounded almost needy...He wanted him to stay so when they came back to punish him more she too was punished? Taking in a low breath as she gave her name he realized he must stay in order to ease what conscious he had. "Okay." the words were low and wisped from lips as if quiet defeat. A slow crooked grin edged to lips as brown visionaries slowly moved over the woman. Emma..hmm. It fit. Suddenly wondering what she was thinking his head shifted to the site before lyrics penetrated lips. "My names Jason" he said slowly.

The white stones of the hall sang in mockery at the woman,she'd been forced to watch Marco be beaten. It was like a never ending nightmare, every chance they got these guards would torture her...for no reason but assuming they had all the reasons in the world. Some seemed so nice, so...real. It was always an illusion, a joke, to watch those within this place suffer more. A red head and a brunette stood on either side of Reiia, leading her. Each had one hand on opposite shoulder blades while they lead her through the hallways. The walls, the walls are falling in on me. Brick by brick they crumble yet each of the demons continue to lead me forward, they're leading me to my death, to hell. I don't want to go to hell. Please no. An unwelcomed chill ran through Reiia's petite frame her eyes shutting quickly forcing the cries of the damned from ears, forcing the real world to come into view. Her eyes were bloodshot and clouded with tears,she was in Fall View. Fall View where she was being lead to her room to be punished for bad behavior. Bad Behavior. This isn't real. Eyes flickered open and the will to scream had been replaced by the same walls which she stared at daily and  the two guards whom had just torn her away from her new...friend, Marco. He was going to be punished...that poor boy. He killed the guards...god, they bled so much. Thick beats of a frantic cavity echoed within cranium causing Reiia's breathing to speed up while the three individuals reached the end of her hall. Looking down it heart slumped into torso as they turned down a new set of white walls all of the doors matching one another just like the rest of the Asylum. What was happening...where was she going?
Fear ran cold through Reiia's body the goosebumps having yet to disappear from her last cold spell. Soon the three stopped, the red headed guard slowly looking down to her a dark smile edged to lips as he moved his thumb under the thin fabric which was Reiia's shorts. Catching her breath Reiia closed her eyes quickly. "Look, she's scared" he murmured the humor obvious in vocals as he trailed the same thumb along her face locking a strand of blonde behind her ear slowly. "I've always liked her curves" he breathed vocals barely a growl as the other man chuckled softly swatting Reiia's backside and earning a yelp her eyes flickering open once more to stare infront of her, unable todo anything else do to the jacket being around her. "one of my favorites" he said before they pushed her forward maneuvering further down the desolate halls. Reiia tried to keep sickening thoughts from her head thankful for the warmth of the jacket hiding the goosebumps which covered her arms. After what seemed like an eternity the three came to a stop. Reiia looked around slowly taking in her surroundings. Was she being changed cells? Slowly voids narrowed looking into the room metallic visionaries set on a young girl her hair a shade of blonde much like hers though obviously it was unnatural due to the roots which portrayed the tops. What were they doing? The men turned Reiia to where she was no longer staring through the window, forcing the jacket off the brunette's lips pressed to a line.
"This is your punishment. Strip" vocals were slightly husky as if he'd been holding his breath for a long time and Reiiana's head slowly shook horizontally. "No" her lyrics were quiet, weak as the brunette slapped her across her right cheek, her damaged cheek. Slowly grumbling the red head turned Reiia toward him forcing the shirt off as she screamed, kicking as the dark haired man grabbed her arms, holding them above her head and against the wall as they tore away the shorts. Soon Reiia stood bare and she attempted to cover her body as the red head opened the door forcefully. The blonde's head lifted up while lifting herself by the torso she propped herself on elbows. Reiia finally got a good look of the woman her eyes were a very dark blue and were dilated as ever, bloodshot as they moved from Reiia to the guards slowly. Reiia shook her head wrapping arms yet again around her torso attempting to hide herself. What were they doing? Who was this girl... would she try to kill her? If so she couldn't let that happen. Oh no. Just as the questions came to mind the red head stepped past Reiia, pulling her roughly. The brunette's lips edged into a slow smirk. "Love her." the two words caused Reiia to freeze, eyes moving to the girl who's lips curved into a slow smile, leaning back down against the bed as her deep blue eyes met that of a lighter cryptic, arms stretching out behind her slowly. Reiia turned just as the man slammed the door shut, trying to open the it but soon realizing she locked in. "No"she cried again as the red head slowly laughed forcing Reiia deeper into the room before pushing her to the bed where the blonde girl already laid her blue eyes watching Reiia... The unknown woman looked...Strange. Like she was in a trance. The red head slowly sat down in the corner green eyes watching Reiia as her mind ran a mile a minute. How could she get out...God No. No.You can do this. Come on... You want to. This is one punishment you can handle. You'll love it. The words echoed through her mind the woman trying to push them away jaw tightening in the slightest sense as the demons fought her for control.



Jason listened to the words for a long moment. 'That Daddy' she had more than one...? Eyes shut slowly, jaw tightening remembering the crack whore's men. He'd called afew of them daddy..but each was worse than the last. Worse than any real father would be. Forcing such thoughts from cranium he tried not to let the past devour his mind, or what was left of it. Eyes slowly moved to Emma, moving over her frame and frowning as he noted the lashes, would more happen to her after he was gone? When night came... Brown voids flickered shut quickly as the young man took in a low even breath, nodding slowly in response to the first statement not wanting to swell on it any longer due to the unwelcomed thoughts which corrupted his brain. A soft slow breath ran between pressed lips as eyes ceased their trail up her and ended on the dark pained voids which looked back to him. "I'm here because my family believed me to be suicidal, and then when I was checked in the doctors said I was a 'threat'" he murmured finally thumbs fiddling with one another before he lifted the arm closest to the woman and ran his palm through thick locks of hair. "Why are you here?" he asked finally voice slightly husky as tongue trailed the top row of teeth, catching on his canines.

Jason froze as the low cackle crawled from her throat brown eyes moving to her, looking down he saw the knife just moments to late as now it was being slid along his throat. Eyes closed slowly, jaw tightening as the words slowly crawled through his mind. Daddies...mommies...god what was wrong with her. Perspiration slowly slid down his forehead, throat constricting in attempts to keep it's self from the blade of the knife which was now pressed to his throat. Looking up at Emma head shook slowly. "Emma...Emma stop..." the lyrics were barely a whisper in attempts not to move too terribly much voids moved over her facade, pale lips which were pressed into a thin line. She was going to kill him. Way to fucking go Jason, this is what you get for helping. Slowly hands flinched, mind running a mile a minute as he closed his eyes attempting to figure out what to do. Counting now on his speek Jason slowly raised his hand, running it along Emma's jaw. "Emma" he murmured again feeling the knife closer he quickly grabbed her wrist, twisting it and falling back so that the knife had no chance of cutting him, pushing her onto the bed he watched wide eyed.

Metallic orbs flickered open lips parted as low laps of breath quickly moved between lips her heart echoing within cranium slowly coming to the realization as to where she was, what she was doing. Looking down at the woman whom was now stretched out beneath her she slowly moved from her body. The red head in the corner had left, gone... How had she not noticed. Running a palm through messy blonde locks she looked down as the woman slowly leaned up lips moving over the torn skin of her lower torso. Just as eyes became Reiia felt as if they were being watched, looking up slowly and staring back at herself. She had not noticed before but she now understood this woman was one of the guard's little play things the mirror-like wall must be a two way mirror. Slowly shifting off of the bed appendages moved her toward the mirror,closer, closer. Trying to look to the other side. After three steps forward the door opened and Reiia jumped as the brunette and red head entered the room. "Get dressed you're not done" the gruff voice of the brunette filled harks and Reiia stared at the clothes they threw to her before pulling them on, the jacket of Marco's going on last as they forced her from the room and once more into the white hallway. Finally they came to a large group of individuals..The fights.