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Mental Institution for the Supernatural

Mental Institution for the Supernatural

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They say that you're just imagining it. You don't really have "powers". That guy over there, he can't really turn into a werewolf. And the other girl doesn't grow fangs. But they're lying to you. [ Accepting ]

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Introduction


Supernatural


So, one day you got a little bit... thirsty. Not really for water though, not even alcohol. You were thirsty. Or maybe we're on the wrong track here, maybe you just grew a little bit too much hair. Wolf-ed out a bit? Went "Teen Wolf" on your High School? Heard it before. Maybe you got so pissed one day, you caught on fire. And didn't get burned.

Whatever it is, you were imagining it, and that's why you're here. You don't have special powers. You are not supernatural. These things do not exist.

But why can I still do these things? Why won't you tell us what's happening?

You're in a mental institution, you're imagining these things.

Or maybe you're not.

"Because the drugs never work,
they gonna give you a smirk.
'Coz they got methods of keepin' you clean."


Werewolves
- Jessica Hye Lee / Female
- Felix Ichancar / Male

Vampires
- Mariah Saunders / Female
- Reserved / Male / Syn.!

Mages [ Earth, Fire, Wind, Air, Electricity, Light, Dark ]
- Annaleah Harris / Female
- Eliot Lukas / Male

Shifters
- Reserved / Female / LoveMeMaybe
- Floyd Sarrasen / Male

Hybrids [ Vamp/Wolves ]
- Taken / Female
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Misc.
- Galen Blare
- Death

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2. Currently, there is two spots for each species. One male, one female. If this is popular, I will add more spots. If you would really like to participate and the spot you want is taken, or everything is full, Private Message me.

3. Violence, cursing, and romance that follows RPGateway's rules is allowed.

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Character Portrait: Mariah Saunders Character Portrait: Jessica (Jez) Hye Lee Character Portrait: Eliot Lukas Character Portrait: Felix Ichancar Character Portrait: Annaleah Harris Character Portrait: Floyd "Greg" Sarrasen Character Portrait: Death Character Portrait: Galen Blare (real name unknown)
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Few people at the institution actually knew who Death was. To most, she was just a nurse who was around a lot more often than the others. She was the doctors secret weapon, they thought that they controlled her. It was funny actually, since she was the one who planted the whole idea in their minds. But, they were men, she would let them have their way for now. When it came time they would see that, well they never had any leverage on her and really, they couldn't have stopped her if she wanted to kill them all right then. Don't worry, she didn't. The patients in the institution were important to her, especially one man. Unfortunately she had gotten here a little too late, and most of them were already brainwashed. There was still a select few though, that she had hopes for. Two mages, two werewolves, a shifter, and a vampire.

There was another man too, but that was something a bit different.


Currently, she was walking the hallways and knocking twice on each door, as per the usual morning wake up call. They all had about ten minutes then, to get up and get ready before heading down to the breakfast hall. After breakfast they were free to do as they pleased until lunch. Though instead of going back to free time, after lunch they were paired up for one on one. Usually the mages were put together, then the werewolves. Since there was currently only one shifter and one vampire, they were paired up. This was the time they got to sort of bond, talk about whatever. Though they were encouraged to talk about their recent 'episodes', in case they thought they were actually supernatural again. They always sent one of the nurses or doctors to sit with the "special" case, Galen Blare. She was usually quick to volunteer, since she had long since deemed him the one that she would corrupt. It was her goal to remind these creatures that they weren't normal.

Knocking on the last door, she turned back around and headed towards the breakfast area.

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Luke stirred from his sleep once the usual two knocks came. Another glorious morning in the frickin' loony bin. Even though it had been four weeks, Luke still questioned why he was here. Sure, normal people don't say they shot light out of their hands, but it's not like he was a psychopath. But, he'd simply let it go about a week ago. There wasn't any way he was going back to California now. His family had given him up willingly, in hopes he'd "get better."

Luke rolls out of bed, slipping on some shoes. He takes his hair tie, and makes his little tuft of hair in the back of his head. Luke wears his hair messy all the time, so no need to fix it. Luke opens the door of his room, and steps out into the hall. Doctors pass him by as he walks to the dining room. Maybe they'd have something decent today. Of course, it wasn't the food Luke looked forward to, but the socialization afterwards. Luke enjoys talking to Annaleah, who he was usually paired up with. They seemed to have similar incidents, so Luke feels like he can identify with her more.

Once he makes it to the dining area, he notices he's one of the first. A nurse was there, a familiar one at that...Castiel, was it? She was the one that talked to that older guy here. Dismissing the thought, Luke sits down at a table, awaiting the arrival of others.

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Jez was already awake when the same knock rumbled her white room; she was curled up into her blankets and the hunger that rumbled deep throughout her body was completely unstable right now. She could no longer go without food anymore; Jez has been here for about ten days now, and each passing day, she made it more than loud and clear that she didn’t want to be here. At all. When she arrived here, she could barely stop crying and screaming; the second day, she went on a hunger strike and had to have the nurses literately drag her out of bed and into the kitchen. When it came to ‘sharing’ her day with the boy, she remained silent.

Though, instead of causing a ruckus this morning like the previous mornings, she hopped out of bed and stumbled towards the door; her stomach protesting and complaining to her body. As she opened the door forcefully, Jez’s body jerked forward, obviously falling forward but catching herself by hanging on the door knob. She held her empty and growling stomach as she made her way down the hallway, running her hand through her tangled and releasing a sigh. Damn, even though she was a vegan, Jez could have sworn that she could eat a freaking elephant. Upon her arrival to the cafeteria, she could already see that the main nurse and a boy were there; both of their names slipped her mind due to hunger.

Jez plopped down lifelessly, resting her head onto the cold table; her hand stretched out in front of her as she began to grumble protests- speaking mainly to her arguing stomach. Her hair fell from her shoulders and rained along her back as she released an aggravated sigh from her lips. Jez’s eyes closed and she could almost imagine herself at school, with her friends as they talk about the latest dream they all had that involved space pirates and sea-daemons. Though, when her eyes snapped open, she was still here; still in this sucky place. Sure, it probably would’ve have been as dramatizing if she was failing, or had no future, but she did. In fact, her plan was to become a lawyer- and with her grades and luck, she was actually accepted into Harvard- that’s right, Harvard! Now what, she’s stuck in this damn place after some freak accident of her turning into a ginormous man-eating dog- which, for the record, she sworn was what happened- with everyone thinking she is absolutely crazy. Well, there goes her future. Down the shitter.

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I woke up with a headache. I sat up and hunched over. I was not ready for the day. I was never really a morning person... I always liked the night... The night was mysterious and crazy... Spontaneous and Wonderful. I got up, finally noticing my stomach was howling in pain from lack of food. I felt like if I didn't eat anything I'd be sick... Yet if I did have anything I would still be sick... I reassured myself though that everything would be better once I ate. I smoothed back my greasy hair. I needed a shower, dearly. I hadn't had one in a couple days. I yawned as I walked over to the door. The routine was to get your butt out of bed and head downstairs to breakfast. I walked down the hall and headed to breakfast.

I walked into the dining room spotting Jez was it? And I believe the boy's name was Luke? I gave them a silent nod, acknowledging them... Even though I was stuck here with them didn't mean I had to talk to them or be ignorant of their existence. I walked to the far end of the table, hoping to avoid conversation. I saw Castiel... I grinned and gave her a smile. She was odd but I managed to give her a smile, the most I could offer someone in this place. "Whats the Sludge today?" I asked, trying to amuse myself.

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Character Portrait: Mariah Saunders Character Portrait: Jessica (Jez) Hye Lee Character Portrait: Eliot Lukas Character Portrait: Death Character Portrait: Galen Blare (real name unknown)
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The two knocks were a welcome interruption to Galen's morning. For the past eight hours, he had stared at the wall as still as a corps, barely even breathing. he was not even sure if he was breathing at all, or whether he had even blinked once the entire time. Of course his psychologist would insist that he was breathing, and that he had to have blinked. but Galen had no memory of either, which he found odd considering he remembered everything. He had done this every night for a week, and did not feel the least bit tired. His Physician said that he suffered from an advanced form of insomnia, but he would fall asleep eventually. Galen was not so sure. He felt as if he never needed to sleep. So when the two knocks came, he jumped off of the bed, and all but ran out of the door. He hated that room with a burning passion. Mainly because he had to sit in his bed and stare at the wall for eight hours every night.

When he saw Castiel, he nearly smiled, wanting to be glad to see her; that oh so familiar face. But then he remembered. this was not the woman he loved. His psychologist had been extremely adamant about that. Galen's fiance died several years ago in a car accident is the middle of a storm. First, he went into a psychotic depression, and convinced himself that his fiance did not die, but was death itself. He came up with an elaborate story that told of him first dying, then meeting a beautiful woman named Death, then finally becoming immortal. He had immersed himself in this fantasy so deeply that he had a full recollection of the past 6,000 years of history. This was easily explained by him having a masters degree in world history. Even now after three years of intense psychological therapy, he struggled with the memories, and had to constantly convince himself that they were fake. Now he was at a second phase of the fantasy, which he was at least becoming more realistic, and was projecting his fiance onto this woman, the only new employee since his arrival. Every time he looked at her, he wanted to wrap his arms around her, and hold her, swearing to never let go again. In fact, this was exactly what he did the first day he laid eyes on her at the institution. But after that, once they had pried him off of her and somehow forced him into a straight jacket as he was mercilessly attacking anyone who laid their hands on either of them, he slowly accepted that she was not his love. Even now, just like with the memories, he struggled to convince himself that she was someone else. A stranger whom he had frightened and possibly traumatized. He then wondered why she was always so eager to be the one to listen to him during the conversational therapy. he theorized that she was developing Nightingale Syndrome, but then remembered that he was the one with the mental illness. Not her.

He grimaced as he walked past her, nodding politely as he headed to the cafeteria. if sleeping hours were his most hated time of day, then meal time came in an extremely close second. The problem was just as he never felt a need to sleep, he also was never hungry, or thirsty. Even when he refused to eat, he never lost energy, and was never dehydrated. He only ate because his psychologist insisted that he was subconsciously willing himself not to feel the symptoms, even though they were there. The Nutritionist said that he was malnourished, and on the verge of starvation, but he never felt any different than normal. When he did eat, it was because something tasted good, not because he needed to eat it. He slowly made his way through the serving line and got the minimal amount of food required, while at the same time as many pancakes and sausage links they would give him. He sat down in the back corner of the room so he could see everyone who came in and out of the room. Another psychological problem he presented. He displayed all of the symptoms of a shell shocked soldier with 20 years worth of PTSD. But the problem was that he was never in the military, or experienced anything even remotely similar. He was a Wallstreet business man, his stress was all papers. nothing physical or traumatic, other than his Fiance's death, which he already suffered separate symptoms from.

And such was his life. Confusion, self deception, mystery, and chaos. He glanced around the room to the other patients. Most old, but a few new. He was mildly interested in them, all suffered something similar as him. They thought they were magical or unnatural creatures. Oddly enough, he always knew what each of them were when he saw them. That one is a Wearwolf, Vampire, Elemental, Harpy, Fox, ext. Of the new ones there was a Light Mage, Werewolf, and Vampire present. The others would most likely arrive shortly.

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Character Portrait: Jessica (Jez) Hye Lee Character Portrait: Felix Ichancar Character Portrait: Death
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Felix had been sleeping pretty well. But of course, his ability to adapt was incredible. So his parents said at least. They had moved a few times as he grew up, and he had been feeling like home rather quickly. Even though the bed at the place he was at currently was hard, he just did his best to not think about it. Instead, he had been focusing on this one lock of white hair that had been resting in front of his amber eyes. When he heard the two knocks, he assumed that he was supposed to wake up. That was how it worked on the dorms by the boarding school he had been going to during high school. He yawned as he sat up on the side of the bed and stretched out a little. His clothes was nicely folded together on the table (I would assume there is a table there) in the corner of the room. Felix put on the pants and shirt quickly. Then he put on the jacket and shoes. He took the tie in his hand so he could put it on as he walked... Walked where? He stepped outside of the room and noticed that the stream of people walked in one direction. "I guess that's where we're going then..." He said to himself as he started to walk towards the place everybody else apparently was going.

Following the stream, Felix ended up in a cafeteria. He had been assuming that it was where people were going, considering it would be what made most sense. He looked around a little, not having a single idea of where to go now. It seemed to him like people had pre-picked locations to sit, or was supposed to sit with certain people at least. He looked around a little before he saw a girl sitting alone that appeared to be around his own age, possibly a little older. He walked over to the table and hoped he didn't mess up the seating-chart as he sat down on one of the chairs/benches. "Good morning" He said to the girl. She didn't look too happy, so he decided he wanted to try to cheer her up a little. He had no idea why she felt so down. Or at least appeared to him as feeling sad at least. The way that she was leaning over the table seemed like a pretty obvious sign to him.

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Greg didn't move immediately after hearing the knock, though it did wake him up. Much to his disappointment. The past week he had been feeling more tired than usual, and all he wanted to do was sleep. Of course, that hardly seemed like an option with the schedule the nurses had for the patients. Stretching, Greg forced himself into a sitting position and looked around the small white room. It wasn't as homey as he'd like it to be, but he was getting used to it. And that worried him. He didn't want to be used to a place like this, a place that called him crazy. But he knew he wasn't, not that he said so aloud. He just smiled and nodded, doing what they expected him to. Acting was how he got along.

Amazingly, Greg was allowed to wear most things he thought he wouldn't be, like his studded bracelet and collar. Though, they didn't at first, but after time with him acting more or less calm they let him. The thought gave him some satisfaction, but not a lot, as he still knew he had to play by their rules. He got dressed quickly, not really paying attention as he did, and then made his way through the building to get breakfast. Once there however, he realized he wasn't all that hungry. Looking around, he saw other people already gathering, and wasn't sure where exactly he should go, if anywhere. Sighing, he felt a headache coming on and decided to just sit by himself till it passed. He wanted to talk to people, but not when he was in a bad mood and would snap at them.

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Character Portrait: Aiden Williams Character Portrait: Jessica (Jez) Hye Lee Character Portrait: Eliot Lukas Character Portrait: Felix Ichancar Character Portrait: Floyd "Greg" Sarrasen Character Portrait: Death Character Portrait: Galen Blare (real name unknown)
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Aiden flinched awake when the knock sounded on his door then groaned, he was finally able to get some rest after a whole night of tossing and turning. Actually he doubted that he got any rest at all, because although he kept counting invisible sheep and the temperature of the room was a little cold, but otherwise manageable and even though the mattress was alright too -not too hard but not too comfy either, he felt like it was filled with tiny pebbles and each position his body took was more uncomfortable than the other, he kept imagining invisible eyes staring at him from everywhere in the dark, he heard the faintest of sounds that were probably made on the other side of the globe, and only by the time the sun rays were seeping in through the curtains, was he able to slowly -the agonizing kind of slowly- fall into the embrace of shallow slumber and his brain had finally calmed down and recognized that his body was terribly drained.
He sighed and kicked his feet off his bed. He felt tired, sluggish even as he tried to rub the sleep out of his eyes, there was a ringing noise in both of his ears that he tried to shake off, he'll probably need coffee to be able to fully function today, he yawned and stretched his arms over his head, 'make that a LOT of coffee.'

By some miracle he managed to make his way to the dining area without falling asleep on the way, he rubbed his eyes again and bit back a mighty yawn. Most of his fellow prisoners were here before him it seemed, there was Greg sitting by himself looking a bit grumpy 'nice to know that I'm not suffering alone', the New Guy and Jessica where sitting at another table, he also spotted Galen, Luke, Mariah and the nurse Castiel.
He ran a hand through his hair and sighed again, I hope we don't have to do this whole socializing thing again. He let out a snort at the thought of "socializing". He then walked to Greg's table and took the furthest seat away from him and placed his head with his arms as a cushion on the table then closed his eyes.

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Character Portrait: Annaleah Harris Character Portrait: Floyd "Greg" Sarrasen
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Annaleah wasn't fond of waking up and when she hear the knock on her door, she let out a groan. "It's too early to be morning," She grumbled, throwing her head over her pillow in resistance. She knew, however, that she didn't have a choice in the matter and would have to get up as quickly as possible. It was one of the many things she absolutely despised about the Arctic Mental Institution. That and the fact they made her feel insane when she most definitely wasn't. She could do things that normal people couldn't. She could shut of lights and turn them off with only a thought. She knew this because she had practiced it in her bedroom a thousand times, though she never dared to try anything else. Before she had come to the institute though, she had electrecuted herself many times with voltages that could have killed a fully grown man instantly, but she had barely even felt a tingle. If anything, it had made her feel stronger, renewed, like she could do anything with all that power flowing through her. At the institute, they told her she was hallucinating. Crazy. Possibly schizophrenic. Delusional.

She frowned, getting out of bed, showering and dressing herself. The outfit she had chosen was simple...Well, simple for her. Her legs were covered in a pair of brightly colored leggings, that depicted blue lightning in a night sky. They were her favorite. For the upper half of her body she wore a simple, short black dress and jean vest. Technically, it wasn't so simple, but at least she wasn't wearing a funky hat or scarf along with it, and she had completely decided against any jewelry. She was also wearing flip flops. She never wore flat shoes. Ever.

When she had made her way down to the breakfast building, she noticed someone sitting alone and looking a little...grumpy. Never one to miss an opportunity to meet new people, she plopped herself down right next to him. "Hey there!" She said with a smile. "I'm Anna."

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Greg refused breakfast when some nurse walked up and questioned him as to why he wasn't eating. To him, it was annoying that they cared at all, and if someone didn't eat it was a sign or something. Maybe someone's just not hungry, every think of that? Rolling his eyes as the nurse walked away, he noticed someone sit at the table away from him, looking like he was trying to avoid... well everyone. Good luck with that, he thought, looking around the nurse's, but none of them seemed to care that Aiden nor himself were alone. The thought made Greg smile a bit, but it wasn't full of much happiness.
"Hey, Aiden, did ya not get enough sleep last night?" Greg said to the other, who had his head on his arms and looked like he was going to fall asleep. He tried to keep his voice down though, not wanting others to look over. He figured Aiden didn't even want him to talk to him, but he couldn't help himself. To him, the more a person tried to not talk, the more he wanted them to talk. It was weird. For instance, seeing everyone with each other when he came in made him not want to talk to them, even if he was okay with big groups. Just talking to someone who was alone or secluding himself seemed a better option. "You look exhausted," he added, frowning a bit. He remembered trying to get sleep when he first came to the asylum. Not fun. Not to mention the beds kinda sucked. After about the third week he opted for having the blanket as a cushion of sorts on the bed, instead of an actual blanket.
Before Aiden could even answer, a girl sat down by Greg and introduced herself as Anna, causing Greg to jump a bit but smile anyways. "Uh, hi, Greg," he said, looking over her. Was she new?

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Character Portrait: Aiden Williams Character Portrait: Mariah Saunders Character Portrait: Eliot Lukas Character Portrait: Felix Ichancar Character Portrait: Annaleah Harris Character Portrait: Floyd "Greg" Sarrasen Character Portrait: Death Character Portrait: Galen Blare (real name unknown)
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"Good morning"
Very slowly, and most certainly reluctantly, Jez opened her eyes a little, the light of the cafeteria rushing into her vision and causing them to close instantly. She jerked upwards once more, and rubbed them lightly as if she was still tired- which she was for the record- and looked up at the person who had just confronted her with the friendly greeting. To Jez’s guess, it was, indeed, a guy; the gender which she isn’t compatible with at all. He was a slender yet lean boy, who was practically four inches taller than her; which, from the school she went to, was a rarity. In fact, now that she looked around the cafeteria- which filled up quickly to her disliking- half of the people here where taller than her, minus one or two guys and girls.

He was probably the first person to actually speak to her- or at least from she’s knowledgeable of- and probably was new since she hadn’t seen him around. As much as she wanted to say hi back, even in this situation where a friend would probably be her greatest achievement, Jez couldn’t bring herself to actually say the words to a guy.
Her mouth slowly opened, as if she was going to say something but it closed quickly and before she knew it, her head shot down towards the table. She bit her bottom lip to try to hide the embarrassment of her incompetence to speak to a boy; with the sudden embarrassment and shock, a slight blush stained her cheeks and the anger was only drowned out by the rumbles of her stomach.

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It was obvious to Felix. The girl in front of him was clearly shy. He could see it from the way she opened her mouth for then to close it again instead of speaking, as well as the light blush on her cheeks. Those things, and that she simply didn't seem too social to him. He studied her for a few seconds before he came to the conclusion that she was probably Asian. He ended up with thinking that she was probably Japanese, or somewhere around there. It wasn't easy to guess though, but he ended up with the conclusion that she was Japanese, not knowing he was wrong. Some people would might find it rude the way she didn't respond to him, but Felix didn't really mind. She was happy that she at least noticed he was there. Because since she did, he could see that she was a shy one, which was 'preventing' her from answer. He gave her a friendly smile as he started looking around in the jacket pockets. First in the left one, obviously without finding what he was looking for, and then the right. His hand grabbed around something, and he pulled it out. It was a small notebook with a pencil threaded through the spiral holding the papers attached to each other. On the front paper, there was a half-done drawing of a forest. The drawing itself was only in black and white, but the well used shading made it look rather realistic. Like if it was drawn representing the forest at night. Felix wasn't really hungry, but he could hear that the girl across the table obviously was. He started thinking if there was anything he could do for her as he continued on the drawing, waiting for the food to come despite the fact that he wasn't hungry.

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Aiden grumbled under his breath when he found out that he wont be getting his well needed snooze for three reasons: One, his bony arms made a lousy pillow. Two, A nurse looked like she was coming over to check on him (she'll probably ask him about the improvement of his sleeping patterns, or lack of improvement more likely). And three, Greg was attempting to "socialize".
He groggily looked up at Greg and was about to tell him that exhausted was an understatement and didn't even measure up to what he was feeling, in hopes that Greg would sympathize with him and therefor leave him alone to miserably attempt to sleep again, when a person took a seat at their table. His body tensed and he straightened up a bit when he realized that she's a girl and she's actually pretty and her name's Anna. Greg introduced himself, and Aiden realized that since she didn't really acknowledge his existence it's a good time as any to get up and go grab some breakfast. He wasn't running away from conversation, he was just going to get breakfast coincidentally when that conversation started... yup that's right.

He stood up and went to the serving line and grabbed a tray, a plate and some plastic utensils (some of the patients are werewolves "allergic" to silver). The food here was absolute cr@p strictly healthy and mostly consisted of fruits, veggies, nuts and what not, and much to his dismay, coffee was deemed "unhealthy" and was not allowed at all to patients, because apparently "it increases your stress hormones and insulin" and "Caffeine addiction makes it really difficult to rely on the body’s natural source of energy" and yadda yadda yadda. He sighed and decided on some cereal, an apple and a glass of orange juice then made his way back to his previous seat where he yawned yet again and hoped that he won't suddenly fall asleep while eating and drown in his cereal.

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Castiel looked up to see someone coming near her. Just like she always did, she immediately checked the person to try and determine their intentions. It was a silly thing to do, in a place like this. And it wasn't like they would get far if they tried to attack her, well unless they remembered how to use their powers. That actually might have worked in her favor- she could test it later. Anyways, hundreds of years of war taught her to be careful no matter who she was being or what she was talking to, and she was usually always on her guard. Though the boys smile was reassuring, and she allowed herself to relax slightly. It wasn't like any of the patients were especially violent anyways.

It did disappoint her though, when she watched Galen Blare- she never just called him Galen -walk in and barely glance at her, he almost looked disgusted to see her. Of course it hurt, but the same soft expression stayed plastered to her face. The first day she had been here, Galen Blare had thrown his arms around her and not let her go. It was so hard to not enjoy the moment with him, so painful to have to try and push him away. Shaking her head to dismiss the thoughts, she looked back up at the boy who had spoken to her. "The usual. Eggs, sausage, pancakes, everything in between," she made a mmm sound, as if pretending it actually sounded good, before playfully rolling her eyes.

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People walked in one by one, and sat to eat. Some gathered together, some sat alone, some spoke, some stayed silent. Galen was not sure which one he was. No one really spent time with him so he could find out. Not that he minded, he did not entirely dislike the idea of being alone. Although the reason people chose to avoid him was intriguing. He did not think that he was an unfriendly person, but there was some reason why everyone avoided him.

Oh well. It was best not to let things distract him from the pleasure of eating. He dug into the remaining pancakes and eggs. savoring the flavor. he did not quite understand why, but each mouthful tasted like a gift. Like it was special for some reason. He always felt like this when he ate. he never thought anything of it, just being extra thankful for being alive, he reasoned. But it was not only food. it was everything. Everything he saw, or smelled that was pleasing, he could not help but feel like he should not be enjoying it, and was only allowed to by an unseen force. "Or I'm just crazy." He muttered under his breath. Then, glancing over at Castiel, he muttered again, "Yeah. Definitely crazy."

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Because Jez wasn’t paying close attention, the sudden slight shake and ‘thump’ of his bottom hitting the seat cause her to slightly flinch; she instantly got up abruptly, as if he was some sort of dangerous thing she couldn’t touch. Of course, she did not mean to portray things like this. With quick and, quite frankly, clumsy steps, Jez made her way to the breakfast line, grabbing a tray and filling it with fruits and breads. Grapes poured over unto her jellied toast as the apple rolled over onto her small boxed cereal, finally hitting her bottled water.

It didn’t take her long to reach the end and turn back towards her table; her eyes carefully staring at the boy, who, to her surprise, had a notepad on the table. From the distance she was at, Jez was unable to see what he was drawing; though, saying she was curious was an understatement. As Jez made her way to the tables, her eyes looked over at the picture, and to her amazement, was a beautiful drawing that looked like something out of a picture. She set her tray down across from him before looking down at it, popping a grape in her mouth as she peered up at him through her eyelashes.

“That’s a pretty picture.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, but thanks to the lack of chattering noise that had yet to arrive in the cafeteria; it was audible enough for him to hear. Despite her small comment, Jez kept popping grapes into her mouth, avoiding eye contact with him and wishing that she had one of her friends with her; at least she wouldn’t be as over dramatic as she was now.

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"I'm sure it's five-star quality." Luke says,over hearing the nurse tell a girl what was on the menu, and chuckling to himself. He gets up, heading to get his food. The dining area had filled out, the residents socializing. Luke smiles, really looking forward to talking with the others. It was pretty isolated here, and no matter how much they complained, everyone needed to have some form of interaction. No need to actually go insane here. As Luke got his pancakes and other foods, the subject of his own status popped into his mind. He wasn't insane, was he? He had burned that piece of paper back home like a child burned bugs with a magnifying glass. He smelled it burn. Felt the paper. Alas, these subjects never came up with a valid answer, so like always, Luke pushes them into the back of his mind.

After taking a seat, Luke takes a moment to scope out the room. The kids had begun to talk to each other, and Luke decides he better get with it. He'd have enough time to talk to Annaleah after breakfast, so he wanted to talk to someone new. However, that feeling you get when you have no idea who to sit with at lunch sets in. What if they just ignored him? Luke looks around some more, seeing the girl who he believed to be Mariah sitting at the table, not talking to anyone. Most likely because she didn't want to. She had acknowledged him and Jez when she entered, though...

Deciding to take a chance, Luke sits near Mariah, but not too close to her. Just enough to be able to talk without shouting. Then he realizes that it was her that asked about the food, and smiles as he gets his ice breaker ready. "So, on a scale of one to ten, how good is the sludge?" Luke asks, then realizes how horrible that really was. Oh well, first impressions never usually went well. Hopefully Mariah would stick around for a few more seconds. Hopefully.

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Luke walked off as expected, leaving Cas alone with her bottle of water and an apple with barely a bite taken out of it. It was times like this that she really didn't know what to do, it wasn't like she had friends here. The nurses and doctors were kind to her, but she could never be sure if it was because she was subconsciously forcing them to be that way, or because they just hadn't caught on that she pretty much ran this place. Of course that was all on the sidelines, the rest of the patients still saw her as just the nurse, at least she hoped so. Thoughts of what could happen if they found out about her plan floated around her head all the time, but it was unlikely.

Deciding to take a chance, Cas pushed herself back onto her feet. After throwing the apple away, she moved silently- and when she said silently, she meant it. Death was great at disguising her movements -over to Galen Blare's table. Gently placing her water down before sitting herself, she offered the man across from her as soft a smile as she could manage. The last time she had spoken to him was almost a week ago, since she had been too busy to sit with him and talk. "I hope you don't mind me sitting here," she started carefully. "I doubt any of the other patients would take well to me trying to talk with them, but I figured you might be a bit more comfortable with it."

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Galen glanced up slightly when Castiel sat down, "I will not tell you where you may and may not sit." He refused to look at her in the face. It was easier to feel like she was someone else that way.

"I doubt any of the other patients would take well to me trying to talk with them, but I figured you might be a bit more comfortable with it."

"That is because most of the other patients do not believe that they belong here. I know I do, so I have accepted your role as therapist." He neither smiled or frowned, drinking the cup of hot coffee, as he spoke. Looking down at his plate, he saw that it was empty. "I apologize, but I am finished eating now." He downed the last of his coffee in one gulp before getting up, and dropping his tray off at the kitchen wash window.

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Felix barely noticed it when the girl left to get food. It was understandable though. It was pretty obvious that she was hungry, judging the way she acted earlier. When the girl left, he was half-done with a tree. The entire drawing had a shady look to it, like if it was seen in shadows. He only marked the outlines and shadows of the trees, giving the picture a nice contrast. And nice contrasts was nice. It wouldn't make sense if a nice contrast wasn't nice. Unless it didn't fit the drawing of course. That would have been the only exception.

When he saw the girl return with the food, Felix looked up at her. He studied the food-tray she was holding for a short second before his eyes returned to the drawing. "Guess I should get myself something to eat as well" He said with the same gentle and friendly tone he used earlier. He flipped the cover over the paper and put it back into the pocket of the jacket before he stood up again. He was still smiling to her as he went off, even though she probably didn't even notice it.

The food looked rather plain and boring, which didn't really bother Felix a whole lot. He noticed some tomatoes, but systematically avoided them. He couldn't stand the consistency. There was no logic in hiding nasty juice in a nasty cover. Instead, he got some simple toast and a bottle of water before he walked back. He wasn't really that hungry, so the amount didn't matter too much.

Felix sat down on the bench again and put the plate down. he gently swung his legs over the bench so they were under the table again. He murmured something, too low for the girl to notice. That was the point at least. He picked up the toast slowly with his left hand and started to chew slowly on what would have been considered as the bottom left corner if the loafs was still put together in the form of a bread. There was some cheap-tasting cheese inside and some ham that tasted synthetic. However, he tried to not think about it and continued to eat on it.

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Mariah didn't pay much attention to what others said... She kind of zoned out, focusing on a spider that was crawling along the table. She took her fist and squished it right as a boy sat next to her. "So, on a scale of one to ten, how good is the sludge?" I looked over. It was Luke. "Funny guy." I chuckled looking down at the squished spider guts on the table. "Its about... Hmm actually there is no place for it on the scale because it sucks so bad." I give him a smile. "Your gonna love it... It has mystery meat and other unknown products which should be banned from stores... In other words its crap." I laugh... "So your Luke? Why'd they send you to the Loony Bin? Errr Institution..." I said, looking down as my hands played idly.

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Luke jumped back a little when Mariah smacked the spider, but laughed anyways. "Yeah, I can agree with you there..." Luke said, poking the pancakes on his plate. They looked as dry as the desert. Mariah asked Luke why he was here. He gives a sigh. "Well, five weeks ago, I was in my room with a piece of paper, back in California. Something in my brain just kind of...clicked, and I focused on the paper. A ray of light shot from my hands and ignited the paper. Of course, they say I imagined all that. I know I didn't, but I don't dare try again while I'm here. I will eventually, though. Why are you here?" Luke asked, glad that Mariah was talking.

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"Yeah, I can agree with you there..." Luke said, poking his pancakes. "Well, five weeks ago, I was in my room with a piece of paper, back in California. Something in my brain just kind of...clicked, and I focused on the paper. A ray of light shot from my hands and ignited the paper. Of course, they say I imagined all that. I know I didn't, but I don't dare try again while I'm here. I will eventually, though. Why are you here?" he said. I smiled when he mentioned it. "You really wanna know?" I asked, my face close to his. "My teeth had been changing for a couple weeks... One day they were sharp like fangs... People started to think I was obsessed with vampires or something and called me a freak... And then I finally had the craving for blood... I almost killed the most popular girl in school.... She was such a brat... She would've deserved it." I laughed, looking back at him. "You think I'm crazy? Don't you?" I ask, focusing my eyes on him. "I promise I won't drink your blood if your wondering." I said, giving a shy smile.

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Luke laughed a bit. "Crazy? We're in a mental institution for people who think they're supernatural. Isn't it like, a requirement to be crazy to get in here?" Luke smiled and added, "That is pretty cool, though. The first thing I thought of when I burned that paper was how I could light my boss' hair on fire, so I guess we're kinda on the same page when it comes to what we'd do. I don't think you'd like my blood, it's sugar free B negative." Luke said, hoping to get some footing in the humor department. He was an executive of the department, and made quite a bit there. At least, Luke liked to think so. Luke focused on Mariah's teeth as she smiled, and he noticed that there were indeed sharper canines there. It made Luke wonder again if what happened to him, and everyone else, was real...

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"Guess I should get myself something to eat as well”
Jez flinched as he spoke, before he too, got up as well; boy was she going crazy? How the hell was she supposed to be communicating with a boy when she doesn’t do much, well, communicating? Jez took in a sigh before she stuffed the toast into her mouth forcefully, trying to get up her appetite so she might have a little courage. Her cheeks were now full and plump, making her look similar to a fat rabbit or a squirrel; she watered it down and swallowed just before the boy sat down once more.

Too engulfed in trying to round up enough courage, Jez didn’t even noticed that the boy had mumbled something; her eyes just plainly looked up at him through her eyelashes, her head tilting downwards as she chewed and swallowed whatever remained in her mouth. She studied his food for a while, realizing she was craving meat; despite how unsatisfying and frankly, disgusting the meat looked, it still somehow created a strange hunger in Jez’s stomach.
“Crappy food here… eh?” She said nervously and quietly, trying to start a small conversation; granted, it may have not been the best starter since he was trying to eat, but Jez tried her best as she bit into the toast once more. “I mean,” She tried again, once more. Her face turning a light tint of red from her embarrassment, “I could be better, right? Or, uh, I had better.”

Great, she had the case of word vomit and couldn’t stop to think about it before she spoke once more; though, being silent for a half of a second gave her a chance to try and introduce herself. “Um, I’m Jessica; though, people call me Jez…” Her voice was a lot quieter now, and more bashful. Damn, why couldn’t she be normal and have a normal conversation with people?

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