Snippet #2358971

He looks around the office his eyes caught her flipping though his file. There was a flash of annoyance shot through him not from him, because well when has he ever been annoyed of someone who he just met? Granted...James is the one who evoked that emotion through him. He really hates seeking help especially something so...trivial. When she spoke once more Richard looks up his smile still have that nervous edge even though she reassured him she will be there for him. He twisted his fingers together as she glanced at her watch, hm?...is the session that short already? "O-oh...already?" he asked standing up from his chair and followed Sonya out the door. "Thanks...this place is a little...confusing to move around." the dark haired man murmured.

There is a reason for that idiot! So deranged people won't be able to escape this place so easily. They don't even have a map to show where to go or where the exit is. Terribly impractical isn't it? It's like they expected patients to be burned alive or something Hearing his...um point Richard grew even more nervous. What he said...isn't true right? Walking down the hall he can tell how...impatient James was a double of himself pushed more and more against a fairly stable barrier. That usually kept him from taking over his other compartment's control so easily.

As they reached the dinning hall he massaged his forehead trying to ease that dull headache that starts to form whenever James hammered harder at the wall. Let me out! I want out! It's been too long! a voice so like his own growled as the headache grew worst and worst. You can't lock me up in here forever! The dinner hall was somewhat quiet other then a little chit-chatter there was a feeling of...uneasiness swept through the place. Not even a roaring fire could help with anything to think the other way. Why? James had stopped attacking his barriers like...he was waiting for a trigger or find a opening to his defenses. What terrifies him more is harming Sonya the doctor he just met only a few moments ago. Darting his eyes around the place once more he wonders what should he do next, get food clearly but...do they... ah... He spotted a line where patients were to get a tray and waited for their food to be served first. He left Sonya's side and went to the line up where he looked a little shorter even with his height was suppose to be decent maybe his confidence shrank most of it. As it was his turn he grabbed a tray and hold it up as the chief served him...chicken breast, peas and mash potatoes. Holding the tray he wander about trying to figure out should he join someone or...find a place on his own. Well since most of the patients were scatter about he took the spot close to the window and poked his fork at the chicken breast. "I hope this is editable."