Name:Naomi Beatrice Cooper
Age: 21
Gender:Female
Sexual Orientation:Bisexual
Illness:Kleptomania. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD)
Wing: North
Description: She stands at 5'8" with a slender build and a pale complexion. She has large, dark blue eyes framed by a thick fringe of lashes. Her messy ginger hair falls just below her shoulders and she usually wears it down and unkempt. Her face has a certain innocent appearance that suggests that she requires protection from the world. She has a lovely crooked smile and knows how to use it to get her way. Her hands are the delicate and long-fingered hands typical of pianists and she keeps her nails short.
Personal Summary: I am really not crazy, I just like to take things that aren't mine. There's a certain satisfaction at having something that isn't yours that you just can't achieve with your own things. OCD they say? Everyone has rituals. Little things they need to do to stay sane. I'm no different.
Personality: Naomi is a sweet girl, but she does have a violent streak. She loves to make people laugh with witty puns and clever comments. She usually makes friends easily but can be a bit hear to deal with after a while. She can become extremely upset when one of her rituals is violated or denied. She lives by her own set of rules and hates being told what to do. She is an extremely independent and confident girl, but she is secretly very lonely and longs for true friendships and connections.
History: Naomi was born in the middle of the hustle and bustle of a big city. Both of her parents were high powered lawyers and she lived a privileged life. Her family was loving and they spent as much time together as her parent's busy schedules would allow. When Naomi turned 12, however, her parent began fighting and divorced when she was 14. This was a very tough blow since Naomi had been very much in love with her tight-knit family. She began stealing when she was 15 and started storing her prizes in her room. Since she had such an easy access to money and had always been a good girl, it took a while for anyone to realize what was going on. Stealing had become pat of her daily ritual and Naomi was terrified of what would happen should she one day forget to tie her shoelaces the right way or fold her clothes enough times. She underwent brief treatment at several institutions prior to Caroline's but they were all proved unneffective. Her therapist suggested a more permanent solution and her parents shipped her off to Caroline's Mansion.
Other:She has been at Caroline's for three days but hasn't really interacted with anyone very much.
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Naomi Beatrice Cooper
But this will not do, God will certainly punish you for stealing and for being unfaithful.
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a character in “Caroline's Mansion”, as played by SweetVagabond
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So begins...
Naomi Beatrice Cooper's Story
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Naomi woke up in a strange room alone. Where am I? A sudden panic gripped her, but then the memory hit her. The long drive, the nurses, the pills. They really had left her in this place. Naomi chuckled softly to herself. It was about time she supposed. She was bound to be caught at some point, there's only so much stealing that you can do without getting caught. She checked her pockets for her coins and was surprised not to find them. Had they taken her coins? They wouldn't dare. Did they not know that she couldn't keep them safe without the coins. She'd have to find a new set and soon. A nurse came into the room "Naomi? Are you still asleep?You've missed breakfast and must go straight to therapy now. Come on. Up. Up" Naomi glared at the intrusion in her privacy, but noticed small shapes on the nurse's apron pocket. Pills? Coins? It didn't matter, she knew she had to get her hands on whatever it was. Her fingers twitched with anticipation. She turned to the nurse and gave her most charming smile. "Oh silly me. Have really missed breakfast? You're such a dear to come get me like this" The nurse was thrown off guard by the lack of an objection and her face softened. Naomi rested her hand briefly on the nurse's shoulder as if to steady herself and slipped four tiny objects from the nurse's pocket to her own. She was gripped by intense relief at not being discovered. She felt safer now. The nurse led her out of her room and down a hallway. Through one of the windows she could see Dr. Mason and a few nurses setting up chairs outside. Outside? She had been told group therapy was inside. This sort of change was just the thing to throw the world off its precarious balance. Did they not know the danger they constantly put themselves in? What would you do without me? She gave a soft chuckle and headed outside, gently patting her pocket. She'd have to take a look at those things later...
Naomi stepped outside and was engulfed by the warm summer air. She understood why they would want to hold therapy out here, it really was nice. The chairs were assembled neatly. She sighed, group therapy seemed like such an unpleasant concept. She didn´t want to tell Dr. Mason anything. Not because she didn´t like him, but she just didn´t trust him yet. She took a seat with two empty seats next to her. Se wasn´t too sure she wanted to talk to any of the other patients. At least not yet. Dr. Mason began to speak and she looked up,still gently feeling the four tiny bumps in her pocket.
"Who wants to begin? For those of you who are new, just say why you're here, then tell us how you're doing today." Naomi looked up. She wouldn't be the one to speak, but this was a good moment to get to know some of the other patients without making unwanted contact. She could pick out the dangerous ones and know to stay away. Dr. Mason was looking pointedly at two of the guys near her. She hoped he wouldn't go for her next. She knew if he asked her directly she'd have to speak. Introduce herself to the other patients and other such nonsense. It wasn't that she didn't want to be friends, after all her chances of ever leaving this place were nonexistent. She'd probably be spending the rest of her life with these people.Naomi shuddered at the thought of spending all those lonely years. Maybe making some friends wasn't such a bad plan after all.
Luca quickly sank down his chair, he'd noticed the doctor look at William than him, there wasn't anyway he was going to get up and do this crap first. He hated being there in the first place, sharing things with others about how their feeling , what total shit. The man was relieve in that moment once Kish decided she was going to start it, it was always nice when someone else would. Luca sat in his chair and listened tot he girl ramble on about why she was ther andhow she was today, happy to hear that he day was going well.
Luca raised an eyebrow at the girl once she'd finished, somewhat confused how why she'd looked over at him in the first place. Yet, now that she was done, someone else was going to have to get up and talk, of course he wasn't going to be the next one. A sigh of relief came over him yet again, Drake was already suggesting to someone else to go. He glanced over towards this, Naomi, waiting to see if she'd actually go next.
Luca raised an eyebrow at the girl once she'd finished, somewhat confused how why she'd looked over at him in the first place. Yet, now that she was done, someone else was going to have to get up and talk, of course he wasn't going to be the next one. A sigh of relief came over him yet again, Drake was already suggesting to someone else to go. He glanced over towards this, Naomi, waiting to see if she'd actually go next.
"Naomi, what about you darling? Would you care to tell us about yourself?"
Naomi sighed Well...so much for that It seemed she'd been spotted after all. Maybe it was time she said something though....
She straightened up slightly and cleared her throat. "I'm Naomi, I'm only here because I got caught one too many times with things that weren't exactly mine. Stealing they call it, I prefer unnecessary borrowing. I've been here for three days. My previous doctors were certain that I'm loony and so here I am." She looked away a little sullen. She didn't want to talk to Dr. Mason. It's not like how she felt today would really make any difference in the end. It wouldn't give her more freedom. It wouldn't make her any friends. Most importantly, it wouldn't get her out of this stupid place. She could see the guy with the ponytail watching her out of the corner of her eye. What could he possibly want?
Naomi sighed Well...so much for that It seemed she'd been spotted after all. Maybe it was time she said something though....
She straightened up slightly and cleared her throat. "I'm Naomi, I'm only here because I got caught one too many times with things that weren't exactly mine. Stealing they call it, I prefer unnecessary borrowing. I've been here for three days. My previous doctors were certain that I'm loony and so here I am." She looked away a little sullen. She didn't want to talk to Dr. Mason. It's not like how she felt today would really make any difference in the end. It wouldn't give her more freedom. It wouldn't make her any friends. Most importantly, it wouldn't get her out of this stupid place. She could see the guy with the ponytail watching her out of the corner of her eye. What could he possibly want?
After therapy ended everyone dispersed. Naomi sat still for a second unsure of what to do next. She observed the people around her. The new doctor kept checking his pockets. What´s he hiding? She'd have to find out. She'd gotten so god at pick-pocketing over the years it would probably take him a while to notice anything was missing. Dr. Mason was talking to the new doctor...Dr Stetson. Naomi smiled her most charming smile as she approached them. The MPD patient was standing talking to them. Good, he'd make a nice distraction.'' Good day Doctor or Doctors... I'm sorry I never got your name. I'm William Baker and I'm not really sick I'm just here to help my sick friend John through this hard time. Now I'm rambling. '' She stood between Dr. Stetson and Dr. Mason, so only the other patient could she what she was doing. They were both focused on what he was saying. She bumped lightly into Dr. Stetson and her hand quickly slipped in his pocket and grabbed a handful of tiny objects. She stuffed them quickly into her own pocket and feigned interest in the conversation. She noticed the other patient's eyes on her and gave him a daring grin. You gonna stop me? She quickly slipped away from the small group and went inside. She had to find a place to find her exploits, but she knew they'd search her room first once they started noticing missing objects. She went to her room and pulled the pillowcase off her pillow. She took a little needle and thread she'd swiped from a nurse on the first day and sewed a small compartment inside the pillowcase. There. Perfect. She took the small objects from her pocket and examined them. Pills? A few of them she could recognize as she took them herself,but the rest were a mystery. She slipped them into the small compartment and sewed shut, placing the pillow back inside the pillowcase. She took a towel from her bed. The perfect excuse as to why she had been up here. What exactly stumbled upon with all these pills?
Desmond nodded at Dr.Masons words “Yes…Yes I know, Some of the patients in the south Wing they just won’t listen to me, and it’s worse here you know…A few of them have been here for five years or more and I’ve just started this job I…” Now he was rambling and mumbling almost inaudibly, the stress of this place was really getting to him, even there in the clear air by the swimming pool, it felt as if Caroline’s antiquated walls were closing in on The Young Doctor. He couldn’t even sleep at night, or stay awake during his late shifts, that’s why he’d taken to nicking the pills…It wasn’t as if he were some sort of addict, he simply needed to stay up, it was for the good of his own patients that he didn’t fall asleep during work…Right?
When a patient he did not recognize, walked up to Desmond saying he was only there to visit, he wasn’t sure what to think, not knowing if Caroline’s allowed that sort of thing. When John or rather William offered his hand Dr.Stetson shook it with his own with small smile “Ah, Well hello there, it’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m Doctor Stetson. You sound like you’re a Londoner or perhaps a fellow Gloucester man such as myself?” the accent although British like his own, was very hard to place.
Desmond looked over at Dr.Mason with a questioning furrow in his brow, was this simply a sick patient lying or did the asylum authorize visitors like that?
At this point Dr Stetson was feeling very nervous and confused, and thinking Naomi had simply bumped when she pickpocketed his pills, the recent Oxford graduate shyed away, stepping back and almost bumping into Drake “Oh! Ah…Pardon me.” He might of added more to this but he did not even know the girls name and before he could finish checking his charts to see if it might be there she was gone.
When a patient he did not recognize, walked up to Desmond saying he was only there to visit, he wasn’t sure what to think, not knowing if Caroline’s allowed that sort of thing. When John or rather William offered his hand Dr.Stetson shook it with his own with small smile “Ah, Well hello there, it’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m Doctor Stetson. You sound like you’re a Londoner or perhaps a fellow Gloucester man such as myself?” the accent although British like his own, was very hard to place.
Desmond looked over at Dr.Mason with a questioning furrow in his brow, was this simply a sick patient lying or did the asylum authorize visitors like that?
At this point Dr Stetson was feeling very nervous and confused, and thinking Naomi had simply bumped when she pickpocketed his pills, the recent Oxford graduate shyed away, stepping back and almost bumping into Drake “Oh! Ah…Pardon me.” He might of added more to this but he did not even know the girls name and before he could finish checking his charts to see if it might be there she was gone.
Desmond nodded with a mixture of embarrassment and solemnity, he figured the man was a patient but didn't know he was simply talking to one of his many personalities. Dr. Stetson chided himself inwardly, he should have seen the signs of MPD in John.
The girl was a kleptomaniac? What had she taken?! He felt the pockets of his black slacks discreetly…Shit! It was the pills! Desmond's heart leapt in his chest and his palms became cold and clammy. What was he going to do now? What if the girl had already turned him in? what if they were already doing the paperwork necessary to fire him?! He'd lose the job he'd just started at…If he lost the job he wouldn't have a working visa…if he didn't have a working visa he'd be deported to England in disgrace!
The bashful new Doctor stood frozen in place for a moment and then nodded feverishly "Yes! I--! Erm..I have to leave now!" He turned on his heels and started towards the house, almost running, his green eyes looked ready to tear up. Desmond had a way of overreacting to most everything and now he was searching The North Wing for Naomi.
The girl was a kleptomaniac? What had she taken?! He felt the pockets of his black slacks discreetly…Shit! It was the pills! Desmond's heart leapt in his chest and his palms became cold and clammy. What was he going to do now? What if the girl had already turned him in? what if they were already doing the paperwork necessary to fire him?! He'd lose the job he'd just started at…If he lost the job he wouldn't have a working visa…if he didn't have a working visa he'd be deported to England in disgrace!
The bashful new Doctor stood frozen in place for a moment and then nodded feverishly "Yes! I--! Erm..I have to leave now!" He turned on his heels and started towards the house, almost running, his green eyes looked ready to tear up. Desmond had a way of overreacting to most everything and now he was searching The North Wing for Naomi.
Naomi smiled to herself slightly as she exited her room. She couldn't believe she'd gotten away with it. The thrill stealing produced was impossible to recreate using anything else. For a brief time in her adolescence she'd tried to stop,but she'd soon realized it was pointless. This was what made life worth living. Not that she wouldn't get a thrill from some of those pills later. She looked up from her thoughts to see Dr. Stetson hurrying down the hallway towards her. "Shit..." Naomi mumbled to herself. She didn't think she'd be caught so quickly. Maybe this place really would be no fun at all. The doctor looked troubled. Mmmm Naomi never had minded causing a little trouble, especially if it could get her involved with some cute new doctor. She smiled devilishly as the flustered doctor stopped before her.
"Hello Dr. Stetson" She said innocently "Is there something wrong? You look a bit flustered" She smiled and placed her hand on his forehead. "Perhaps you're sick" Maybe if she managed to distract him he'd forget about whatever he was after her for and she'd get away. Her looks had never been a hindrance in her stealing.
"Hello Dr. Stetson" She said innocently "Is there something wrong? You look a bit flustered" She smiled and placed her hand on his forehead. "Perhaps you're sick" Maybe if she managed to distract him he'd forget about whatever he was after her for and she'd get away. Her looks had never been a hindrance in her stealing.
The twenty five year old doctor looked like he was about to be sick, possessing a pale countenance, and his eyes were filled with liquid, tears might come soon but only when he was in private, it wasn't his fault he overreacted in this way, just didn't want to lose his job…He had to keep this damn job!
Luckily for Doctor Stetson he was Asexual so Naomi's good looks did not distract him in the least and he felt a flash of anger when he asked him so innocently if something was wrong "You know Bloody well wha--!" He stopped yelling, sighed put his face down and ran hands through his tawny brown hair "Oh god…I apologize…You're a patient…I can't be speaking to you like that." Then he mumbled quietly to himself "I'm just making things worse for myself..Christ.." Desmond spoke up again "I'm so sorry, that was incredibly unprofessional."
But he remembered himself, he had to get those pills back and the mans voice was soft and soothing now "Hey…You know, you're not supposed to take things from other peoples pockets." He smiled lightly at her, his handsome face looking less troubled now as he attempted to win her trust "You're…" Hey looked at his clipboard "You're Miss Cooper, I'm supposed to be having a therapy session with you sometime soon…Wouldn't that go a lot better if we got on well? What i'm asking..Miss Cooper, Can you please give me back what you stole?" He couldn't very well report the girl, then they'd ask where he'd gotten the pills and that would only lead to more trouble.
Luckily for Doctor Stetson he was Asexual so Naomi's good looks did not distract him in the least and he felt a flash of anger when he asked him so innocently if something was wrong "You know Bloody well wha--!" He stopped yelling, sighed put his face down and ran hands through his tawny brown hair "Oh god…I apologize…You're a patient…I can't be speaking to you like that." Then he mumbled quietly to himself "I'm just making things worse for myself..Christ.." Desmond spoke up again "I'm so sorry, that was incredibly unprofessional."
But he remembered himself, he had to get those pills back and the mans voice was soft and soothing now "Hey…You know, you're not supposed to take things from other peoples pockets." He smiled lightly at her, his handsome face looking less troubled now as he attempted to win her trust "You're…" Hey looked at his clipboard "You're Miss Cooper, I'm supposed to be having a therapy session with you sometime soon…Wouldn't that go a lot better if we got on well? What i'm asking..Miss Cooper, Can you please give me back what you stole?" He couldn't very well report the girl, then they'd ask where he'd gotten the pills and that would only lead to more trouble.
"You know Bloody well wha--!" Naomi was startled by the doctor´s sudden anger. Her looks had never failed her before. This might prove to be a very difficult task if she didn´t have them as a tool. The doctor seemed to struggle with himself for a second before apologizing to her. Maybe they hadn't completely failed.
A sudden change in his tone made her suspicious "Hey…You know, you're not supposed to take things from other peoples pockets." He knew all about her then."Wouldn't that go a lot better if we got on well? What i'm asking..Miss Cooper, Can you please give me back what you stole?" Was he threatening her? Naomi bristled slightly, but she softened when she saw the desperate expression on the doctor's face. He hadn't been here for that long. Maybe she should give him a break... "You shouldn't be taking thing from other people's pill bottles..." She commented with a playful smile "but don't worry...I won't tell anyone" He still looked unsure. "Now don't look at me like that... I can't help myself when it comes to these things" She poked her finger into his chest in a mock reproach "I could give you back your...things... but what fun would that be for me?" She began to walk away but changed her mind. "But...perhaps we can work out a deal"
Naomi smiled to herself with her back to the doctor. If this worked out in her favor she could have some fun, and of she got caught what were they gonna do? Lock her up?
A sudden change in his tone made her suspicious "Hey…You know, you're not supposed to take things from other peoples pockets." He knew all about her then."Wouldn't that go a lot better if we got on well? What i'm asking..Miss Cooper, Can you please give me back what you stole?" Was he threatening her? Naomi bristled slightly, but she softened when she saw the desperate expression on the doctor's face. He hadn't been here for that long. Maybe she should give him a break... "You shouldn't be taking thing from other people's pill bottles..." She commented with a playful smile "but don't worry...I won't tell anyone" He still looked unsure. "Now don't look at me like that... I can't help myself when it comes to these things" She poked her finger into his chest in a mock reproach "I could give you back your...things... but what fun would that be for me?" She began to walk away but changed her mind. "But...perhaps we can work out a deal"
Naomi smiled to herself with her back to the doctor. If this worked out in her favor she could have some fun, and of she got caught what were they gonna do? Lock her up?
This girl was weighing heavily on Desmond’s nerves, first of all she seemed like a scandalous tart, secondly had stolen from him and--…What was he thinking? This was a patient not some stranger off the streets, she had a problem so of course she’d act like that. It hadn’t been Naomi’s looks that made him apologize but simply this, the realization that the girl was mentally ill and needed his help, besides, it’s easier to catch flies with honey, so he was better of treating the girl with kindness.
He stepped quickly back when she poked him, almost stumbling and falling to the ground, but catching himself with his left heel, his black loafers making a skidding noise on the asylum floor.
The young doctors brightened when she mentioned giving the pills back to him but quickly fell into a glower when she began walking away, at her return his face had a decidedly neutral expression and his tone was more sour than before “And what sort of deal would you propose, Miss Cooper?” Great, so she'd got it in her mind she could blackmail him or something of the sort, perhaps she even knew he was wealthy back home, what if she wanted his money? What if she wanted him to help her run away from the facility? What if... He really needed to stop speculating, as it was making his facial expression disintegrate from neutrality to absolute worried anguish.
Oh god, there were so many things she could have come up with to torment him or extort him or...Or worse make him lose his job, Desmond thought he was going to be sick.
He stepped quickly back when she poked him, almost stumbling and falling to the ground, but catching himself with his left heel, his black loafers making a skidding noise on the asylum floor.
The young doctors brightened when she mentioned giving the pills back to him but quickly fell into a glower when she began walking away, at her return his face had a decidedly neutral expression and his tone was more sour than before “And what sort of deal would you propose, Miss Cooper?” Great, so she'd got it in her mind she could blackmail him or something of the sort, perhaps she even knew he was wealthy back home, what if she wanted his money? What if she wanted him to help her run away from the facility? What if... He really needed to stop speculating, as it was making his facial expression disintegrate from neutrality to absolute worried anguish.
Oh god, there were so many things she could have come up with to torment him or extort him or...Or worse make him lose his job, Desmond thought he was going to be sick.
The doctor was giving her a look that could curdle milk. She didn't want to get on his bad side, maybe she'd pushed too far. Naomi turned around to face him, dropping her sexy facade completely. She looked rather unsure and could barely meet the doctor's glare. "It's just..." She looked down at her shoes. This was so stupid. He'd never go for it but it was her only chance. She looked up at him with sadness in her eyes. "I know I'm never gonna leave this place...I-I don't mind so much" She looked away, watching the other patients play on the lawn "There's not really much I can do about that...but it really is very lonely here." She looked back at him. "I don't want to be just another patient doctor" she said cautiously watching his expression "and don't misunderstand this...I just need a friend... don't want you to look at me as a number, or a desperately sick person who needs your pity." Her eyes were a bit misty but she refused to cry. " I just need a friend...see? oh Just...just never mind... forget I said anything" She turned around hiding her face "I don't even want your pills" She motioned the doctor to follow her into her room so she could return he pills.
Desmond seemed to relax quite a lot when she dropped the alluring demeanor, he hated it when girls did that, as he could see right through them, and it was just awkward when he wasn't even sexually attracted to women (or men for that matter), as far as he knew, sure he could tell Naomi was pretty but that didn't mean he felt any different looking at or talking to her than if it were with someone of his own gender.
He smiled at her and spoke gently, his voice only audible to Naomi in the hall "Oh come now, Miss Cooper you're very young, i'm sure you will leave. I can't imagine you spending your entire life at Caroline's. You may be in the North Wing but that doesn't mean you have no chance of a life outside of the asylum." He had a hand on her shoulder now, almost as if addressing a sister, rather than a kleptomaniac patient.
He looked rather worried when her eyes went misty, great...just bloody great, now he was doing the exact opposite. He had to fix this. "Hey, I think I need a friend here too, someone closer to my age.....Erm you're supposed to have a session with me tomorrow, how about instead of coming to my office we have tea in the courtyard?" Did she drink tea? Hopefully, but Americans didn't do the whole afternoon tea thing so who could say.
He smiled at her and spoke gently, his voice only audible to Naomi in the hall "Oh come now, Miss Cooper you're very young, i'm sure you will leave. I can't imagine you spending your entire life at Caroline's. You may be in the North Wing but that doesn't mean you have no chance of a life outside of the asylum." He had a hand on her shoulder now, almost as if addressing a sister, rather than a kleptomaniac patient.
He looked rather worried when her eyes went misty, great...just bloody great, now he was doing the exact opposite. He had to fix this. "Hey, I think I need a friend here too, someone closer to my age.....Erm you're supposed to have a session with me tomorrow, how about instead of coming to my office we have tea in the courtyard?" Did she drink tea? Hopefully, but Americans didn't do the whole afternoon tea thing so who could say.
The doctor´s hand on her shoulder felt oddly comfortable. It had been a long time since anyone had showed any legitimate concern for her. He thought she had a chance of getting out... She thought of how nice it would be able to be free again, but she didn't know what outside would feel like without her rituals. The thought of the world with all its dangers and the weight of keeping it safe on her shoulders was too much to bear. She'd have to put such things out of her mind for now. "Hey, I think I need a friend here too, someone closer to my age.....how about instead of coming to my office we have tea in the courtyard?" Naomi looked up at the young doctor. Surely he was messing with her head. There were orderlies and nurses his own age he could be friends with, why on earth would he choose a patient? Yet she couldn't stop the small hope that began to grow within her chest. The feeling that maybe she wouldn't have to be alone after all...
"I would love to have tea with you doctor..." She said giving him a shy, hopeful smile "I suppose you want your pills now?" He's only being nice to you because he wants the pills said a little voice in the back of her head but she made it shut up. She couldn't kill hope so easily, it was all she had in here. She motioned for the doctor to come inside, but made him look away while she got out the pills. She didn't want him to know where her little hiding place was, not yet. When the doctor turned around she held her hand out with the multicolored pills in it. The ones she had taken from the nurse were back in her pocket now, she'd take them later. "Here Dr.Stetson..." She said holding out her hands "Be careful..." She couldn't think of losing her new friend so soon if he got caught...
"I would love to have tea with you doctor..." She said giving him a shy, hopeful smile "I suppose you want your pills now?" He's only being nice to you because he wants the pills said a little voice in the back of her head but she made it shut up. She couldn't kill hope so easily, it was all she had in here. She motioned for the doctor to come inside, but made him look away while she got out the pills. She didn't want him to know where her little hiding place was, not yet. When the doctor turned around she held her hand out with the multicolored pills in it. The ones she had taken from the nurse were back in her pocket now, she'd take them later. "Here Dr.Stetson..." She said holding out her hands "Be careful..." She couldn't think of losing her new friend so soon if he got caught...
Desmond honestly hoped Naomi would be able to live on the outside of The Asylum someday. He liked the girl, however brief their interaction had been, she didn't turn him in and wasn't blackmailing him. She was actually probably breaking some rule by not turning him in and He imagined there had to be some sort of policy at Caroline's regarding druggie doctors...No, he wasn't a druggie, he was an oxford graduated psychologist and he just needed to stay awake to work on his cases, think of new ways to help his patients...He was getting lost in his own mind again.
Desmond shook himself from his silent reverie to answer Naomi "Yeah...Thanks..I don't usually take these you know, i'm not like that. " How was she going to believe him? It wasn't like they really knew each other, The Doctor realized that it sounded like a lie and spoke again "Only during long shifts..You know.." His sentence trailed off and he took the pills back form her.
He tried to smile reassuringly Before leaving, and murmuring as he began to stride down the hall, thumbs hitched in the pockets of his black slacks "You'll see, i'm not that kind of person."
Desmond shook himself from his silent reverie to answer Naomi "Yeah...Thanks..I don't usually take these you know, i'm not like that. " How was she going to believe him? It wasn't like they really knew each other, The Doctor realized that it sounded like a lie and spoke again "Only during long shifts..You know.." His sentence trailed off and he took the pills back form her.
He tried to smile reassuringly Before leaving, and murmuring as he began to stride down the hall, thumbs hitched in the pockets of his black slacks "You'll see, i'm not that kind of person."
After Naomi had parted ways with Dr.Stetson, he made her way to the recreation room. Group time would be starting soon. She hadn't yet volunteered to talk but that didn't mean she never would. This whole St.Caroline's thing took some getting used to. She poked her head in the door and found she was alone with Dr. Mason. Great. He was bound to ask what she'd stolen, but she was determined to keep Dr. Stetson's secret. She gave Dr. Mason what she hoped came across as a shy smile "Hello..." Her eyes wandered the room and finally fell upon the piano. Oh how she'd missed playing the piano. She quietly made her way to it and sat down. She plucked out a few chords. Maybe she could squeeze in a few minutes of playing before everyone else arrived. She hoped it wasn't against the rules. She was playing a simple tune when she noticed Dr.Mason was still there. She suddenly felt embarrassed and stopped playing. "I..ah sorry" She said making her way to one of the couches and sitting down.
Desmond strode in the room, his pocket empty, today he'd been smart enough to stash the pills in his room somewhere. The Doctor saw Naomi at the piano and smiled lightly, he quite enjoyed the instrument and went to sit at the bench with her "Do you know Nocturne, by Chopin?"
Sitting beside her he began to play it, his willowy fingers dancing across the keys with ease, this was one of the few songs he'd almost perfectly memorized and spoke in an almost dreamy way, seeming all sorts of faraway for a moment before he returned to reality. "It is alright if I play it with you, Yes?" This was his attempt to show her he was her friend and that he was not 'That kind of person' as he'd said, whatever that was, anything to make him seem like less of a narcotic addict.
Desmond's face brandished as he realized the room was full of different people and took his hands from the keys, feeling like a bit of an imposition, perhaps that was not the best way to make friends, he'd wait for tea that afternoon. The doctor then stood up leaving Naomi at the piano and went to sit near Dr.Mason, where he should have been. He stumbled over his words now, speaking to his fellow doctor "Er...Lovely morning, isn't it?" He hadn't looked out a window yet that day, but was simply trying to make small talk before the session.
Sitting beside her he began to play it, his willowy fingers dancing across the keys with ease, this was one of the few songs he'd almost perfectly memorized and spoke in an almost dreamy way, seeming all sorts of faraway for a moment before he returned to reality. "It is alright if I play it with you, Yes?" This was his attempt to show her he was her friend and that he was not 'That kind of person' as he'd said, whatever that was, anything to make him seem like less of a narcotic addict.
Desmond's face brandished as he realized the room was full of different people and took his hands from the keys, feeling like a bit of an imposition, perhaps that was not the best way to make friends, he'd wait for tea that afternoon. The doctor then stood up leaving Naomi at the piano and went to sit near Dr.Mason, where he should have been. He stumbled over his words now, speaking to his fellow doctor "Er...Lovely morning, isn't it?" He hadn't looked out a window yet that day, but was simply trying to make small talk before the session.
Dr. Mason nodded a polite hello to Naomi. He figured that Desmond had handled the pick pocketing incident. It wasn't that big of a deal anyway, what could she have taken? A pen? Maybe a mint at worse? He shook the thought and listened as Naomi played a few chords. She then apologized, "Darling it's quite okay. It's group time, so things are a bit more relaxed. I hope you are taking music for your elective though, you play well." Just as he was saying that, Kish walked in the door. He was surprised to see that Xochitle wasn't with her. The girl had seemed to taken a great liking to her roommate today, and he was shocked that she still wasn't connected to Kish's hip.
"Hi Kish, are you feeling better from earlier with the pool?" He asked as she sat down near him. "Where's our little angel, Xoch?" He sarcastically said. Xochitle was quite the angel when she wanted to be, but the exact opposite any other time.
Dr. Desmond came in and began playing beautifully on the piano. Drake was enjoying it, then he smiled a polite hello to him as he sat down beside him. "Yes, it is." He agreed.
Xochitle came bursting through the doors. "Wow, that piano was beautiful." She said and sat down next to Kish. She blinked a few times, looking at Naomi. "Are you the pick--" She caught a menacing glare from Drake. She sighed and rolled her eyes. She focused them back on Naomi. "Are you the new girl, Naomi?" She asked. She talked to Kristen a lot at the front desk. She always knew the new people, and the reason for admission. She usually snooped while Kristen wasn't looking for their illness, because it was against protocol to share that information with other patients. She was usually able to get it out of Dr. Mason or Derrick, if she wasn't able to sneak into Kristen's office. Carly had started hanging out in the front offices a lot more often, which made it a lot harder.
"Let's go to group therapy, Wilder." Carly said, downing her mixed drink. She took a deep breath and opened the door. "Kristen, lock this behind us would you?" She asked and opened the door for Timothy to follow. Kristen nodded and began rifling through some paperwork.
"Hi Kish, are you feeling better from earlier with the pool?" He asked as she sat down near him. "Where's our little angel, Xoch?" He sarcastically said. Xochitle was quite the angel when she wanted to be, but the exact opposite any other time.
Dr. Desmond came in and began playing beautifully on the piano. Drake was enjoying it, then he smiled a polite hello to him as he sat down beside him. "Yes, it is." He agreed.
Xochitle came bursting through the doors. "Wow, that piano was beautiful." She said and sat down next to Kish. She blinked a few times, looking at Naomi. "Are you the pick--" She caught a menacing glare from Drake. She sighed and rolled her eyes. She focused them back on Naomi. "Are you the new girl, Naomi?" She asked. She talked to Kristen a lot at the front desk. She always knew the new people, and the reason for admission. She usually snooped while Kristen wasn't looking for their illness, because it was against protocol to share that information with other patients. She was usually able to get it out of Dr. Mason or Derrick, if she wasn't able to sneak into Kristen's office. Carly had started hanging out in the front offices a lot more often, which made it a lot harder.
"Let's go to group therapy, Wilder." Carly said, downing her mixed drink. She took a deep breath and opened the door. "Kristen, lock this behind us would you?" She asked and opened the door for Timothy to follow. Kristen nodded and began rifling through some paperwork.
Naomi smiled at Dr. Stetson as she took her seat. She liked this new friend of hers. She was a little taken aback by Dr.Mason's compliment but smiled anyway. Better get them to trust her. She had barely sat down when the girl next to her started asking her things. "Are you the pick...?" Naomi bristled slightly at the dreaded term. She wasn't a criminal, this was something she had to do or everyone would have to face the consequences."Are you the new girl, Naomi?" Naomi studied the girl for a moment before nodding her head slightly. Could she trust this girl? Group therapy was about to begin and Naomi shifted her attention to the doctors. Dr. Stetson looked as if he had something to say but couldn't quite get it out. He seemed so nervous. Someone should hug him. Naomi shrugged to herself and observed the other patients around her. The girl next to her was still chattering away but Naomi wasn't really paying attention.
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