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Robin Nichole Barnes

"...one day..."

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a character in “Committed”, as played by Chloe De Luca

Description


Full Name: Robin Nichole Barnes
Gender: female
Age: 17
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Brown
Weight: 119
Height: 5'3

Reason for admission: Dissociative Identity Disorder (Multiple Personality Disorder)
Personalities...



Image Robin:
Robin is sweet, and gentle, and always kind to others. Her time at the Facility has helped her become less stressed, and overall a happier person. They were however crucial in Robin's ability to even live at this point, because any signs of distress cause her alter ego, Bobbi, to take over.
She enters the room with a smile, and likes to talk to other's, but is careful about certain topics. Never much about her past, or politics, religion, etc. She is a romantic at heart, and enjoys the company of boys, but never has the chance to enjoy it fully thanks to Bobbi.

Likes:
    ☺ Music
    ☺ Tea
    ☺ Reading
    ☺ Playing the Violin (Learned at the Facility)
    ☺ Her Journal

Dislikes:
    ☹ Confrontation
    ☹ Religion
    ☹ Politics
    ☹ Bobbi at times
    ☹ Snoops

Hobbies:
    ❤ Playing Violin
    ❤ Reading
    ❤ Talking to people
    ❤ Taking Walks
    ❤ Writing in her Journal

Fears/Phobia(s):
  • Bobbi taking over
  • Becoming addicted to her medication
  • Bobbi Embarrassing her or hurting her friends




Bobbie:Image
Bobbi is a 21 year old Burlesque Dancer that has been created by Robin's subconscious to bare the emotional stress on Rick's frequent sexual encounters. Sher feels that it is now her responsibility to protect Robin from anything and everything, if she detects any fear, anger, or sadness she immediately flips the switch. She sends Robin into what she believes is a safer state in an effort to endure her emotional stress for her.
She is cold, and protective of Robin. She tends to be rude, snide, and crude to others, making insults Robin later has to apologize for. She speaks her mind about her opinions and can be abusive if the circumstance calls for it.
She has the same response to anger or sadness, aggressive and dominating toward the source. Her goal is to either bare the stress of other's anger, or defend Robin, whichever she calls for. Her efforts have made it difficult for the doctor's to speak to Robin, so the Doctor's keep her subdued with drugs.
Her response to sexual arousal or pleasure is different, due to the repeated abuse Bobbi often assumes it is unwanted, and can cause some awkward moments. She also bares and arousal as well, which Robin does not like in the slightest bit.

Likes:
    ☺ Thumping music
    ☺ Red Lipstick
    ☺ Coffee
    ☺ Men

Dislikes:
    ☹ People hurting Robin
    ☹ People scaring Robin
    ☹ People Angering Robin
    ☹ The Doctors trying to get rid of her

Hobbies:
    ❤ Dancing
    ❤ Music
    ❤ Smoking
    ❤ Insulting people


    Fears/Phobia(s):
    • Robin not needing her anymore



Basic history: Robin was born on February 24th, on a cold wintry morning. She cried like a normal child, and moved like a normal child...She was a normal child. her mother and father both loved her dearly, and raised her together until she was about 10 years old. That's when they sat her down one day after school and told her they were getting a divorce, that they loved her still but had fallen out of love with each other. Crying came naturally foe her, but she survived, lasting three years into the divorce without issue.
One day when Robin was thirteen years old, her mother brought home her new boyfriend, Rick, for her to meet. He seemed lovely, and she enjoyed being around him. He wasn't her father but it was nice having someone new around. They got married, and she lived with her mother and Rick. That's when it all began.
They moved to a lovely home, far away from her father and his drama. She loved everything about it, the location was gorgeous, the home itself was absolutely beautiful and she had all the newest things she had ever wanted. Her closet was full of designer clothes, and her room was big enough to be an apartment in itself. She lived there for two months before the first incident.
One night Rick came into her room, and she smiled like she always did. They enjoyed a deep conversation, and drank tea together. Finally a few hours passed by, and it was getting dark. Robin suggested he leave for the night, but he had other plans for her.
This went on for two days before Bobbi made her first appearance. Coming out to save her when Rick was entering the room.
Her mother didn't believe her, no one did. They assumed she was making things up, upset about the marriage. Her whole demeanor changed, she longer laughed like she used to. She stayed locked in her room most of the time, and listened to music loudly. She went from her social bubbly self, to a complete introvert...her mother watched it happen blindly, assuming it was her teenage problems.
They admitted when Bobbi finally attacked Rick, slashing him across the face deeply with a piece of broken glass created by the usual struggle. He knocked her out, and told her mother he had come in to check on her, and that she had attacked him. She was admitted shortly after, it was only once she was at the facility did they finally figure out what was happening.
She was removed from her mother's custody and had been living at the facility, under the accord that if she improves by her eighteenth birthday that she may be released.

Hello
Hello

So begins...

Robin Nichole Barnes's Story

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A thin stream of light shines through the thin linen curtains down onto the plain tile floor, bathing the white walls with a soft glow as a girl tosses and turns on her bed. Everything about the room is white and clean. The floor is covered in plain cold tiles, the only thing hanging on the white walls is a picture of her mother and father, torn in half then taped back together, hanging above a small brown dresser. The bedframe matched the dresser, though it is shrouded in thin white sheets. A simple light fixture hangs from the ceiling that can be controlled either by the light switch by the door, or the long dangling string. The door to the closet remains closed, with another string wrapped around the handle, reaching to the dresser which has been moved in front of the door, to further prevent it being opened. The door leading into the hallway is closed, but has no lock in the handle, a plush robe hangs from a small round peg high on the door. The only electronic item in the room is a digital clock hanging high on the wall that flashes, 9:03

“Robin honey,” a sultry voice breaks the darkness. Robin clenched her eyes shut, “Ten more minutes,”she whined back,“I’m still sleepy Bobbi…”
“Don’t be foolish Robin, time to get out of bed”
“…Fine…” the slender girl moans as she stretched under the sheets. One leg hangs off her bed, the sheet pulled up and over her blond hair. Hesitantly she drops her bare feet onto the cold floor, the sheet sliding off her body onto the floor revealing her simple white underwear.
Her fingers catch in her tangled blond hair as she shuffles over to her dresser. A small hand mirror lays on the wooden surface, the only thing she was allowed to keep when she was admitted. Next her mirror is her facility approved hair brush, toothbrush, and her other sanitary things, all tucked into a plain white bag. Grabbing the brush, she pulls it through her tangled hair, then returns it to the bag before pulling open her dresser drawer. Her clothes lay neatly folded, all white linen and plain. She slips into pair of soft cotton pants, and a plain T-shirt.
Once she is dressed she pulls open the sheer curtains, and runs her fingertips along the bars. The world outside seems so distant to her as if it only exists as scenery surrounding her prison, a world of color that rests just beyond her grasp.
“If you don’t hurry up were going to miss breakfast!” Bobbi scolded, echoing through her head. Robin turns from the window, back to her dresser to retrieve a pair of socks and the mirror, tossing them onto the bed as she plopped down. The mirror lay face up on the bed, and Robin looks into it as she speaks, pulling on her socks.
“I know, I know,” she said, staring down at the girl in the mirror. The face was the same, but Robin learned a long time ago that she would never see her own again. The girls lips seemed to move on their own.
“You shouldn’t sleep in so late, especially on a day like this.”
Robin thought back for a moment as she set her feet down onto the floor, “You’re right, were supposed to have some new admitants today.”
“Which means,”the voice in the mirror chirped,“Breakfast should be especially good this morning!”
“I guess you’re right,” Robin responded flatly as she returned the mirror to the dresser, nothing beat’s momma’s pancakes though…

Grabbing her robe, she pulls her arms through the sleeves and lets it drop. She leaves it untied as she reaches for the door, pushing down on the handle until the familiar buzzing sounded, signaling to the nurses that her door was being opened from the inside. She slips out the door and into the hallway, clicking the door shut behind her as she turns toward the cafeteria.
Robin and Bobbi chattered to themselves as she walked, a normal occurrence for the doctors to see. Though they never really understood what was going through the teen’s head.
She passes some of the nurses, one of which appeared to be new. Robin hastened her pace and dropped her chin as she passed, hearing one of the older nurses explain in a hushed whisper as she passed, “O that’s just Robin, she talks to herself a lot. Don’t mind her, she really is a sweet girl…”
The chatter grew quiet as she turned the corner, and down into the main room. The nurses were handing out medication, Robin took a seat in the corner of the room and patiently waited her turn. There was a low rumble in the room, as some of the other patients and nurses spoke of the new arrivals.
Why do they get so excited…?
Because they’re all sick and twisted, deep down you know you’re just as curious to see what kind of freak show comes through that door…you can’t lie to me honey.
Pushing Bobbi’s accusation from her head she rested her hands in her lap and watched as the nurse hopped from patient to patient. After recieving her dose, she tossed it back, and made her way into the cafeteria.
"Do we always have to get toast and water? Don't you want anything different today?"
"No Bobbi, YOU want something different today. I want toast and water."
"Well damn, don't get your panties in a bunch.
SHUT UP BOBBI!!! LEAVE ME ALONE FOR ONCE PLEASE!!!
Robin stopped to look around, she had just screamed in the middle of the cafeteria like a fool...no one but she could hear Bobbi...but everyone could hear her shout. She blushed and quickly made her way to a chair in the corner, avoiding the other's stares. She stared down at her toast as she ate, cursing Bobbi.

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Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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#"One hand and two hands 'round ze sun. Crush it into ze moon"#

8:50 the clock ticked past, Felix lifted the bed cover off himself and folded it in half towards the bottom of the bed. Slowly standing up and taking a whole minute to make the bed covers lie straight on the bed with no folds, tucked in at all dour corners. The clock turned to 8:52 as he opened his wardrobe. Taking off his pyjamas, and gas mask, before changing into a clean white shirt, navy blue trousers and royal blue jacket for the day. Then at 8:55 taking half a minute to decide which one of his three ties to wear. 8:56 by the time he completed putting his dark red with white stripes tie onto his collar. To finish, slipping on and tying his American she size eight black business shoes.

The nurse knocked and opened the door at 8:58, looking at Felix for a few seconds as he sat in his wooden chair, which was facing the door and had its back to the desk, as he leaned over and wiped his shoes. She then walked on without a word.

"Time?" Felix blurted out.
The nurse stumbled for words a bit, blurting back a few "uh"s and "ah"s. Finally finding her words "45 seconds to 9?" She replied.
"Close enough, continue."

Felix sat up and waited several seconds for the footsteps of the nurse to dim down in echo before relaxing back in the chair, staring out of the door. Licking his lips a few times to feel his scar, and thinking deeply until 9:13. He then got up and entered the bathroom of his cell, back-combed his hair in front of the mirror and laughed for five seconds before side-combing his hair neatly. Picking up his gas mask and putting it on as he walked out his cell at a moderate pace, stopping to kick the door closed, creating a loud slam. Once he had the gas masked fastened tightly around his neck he slowed down and took a whole five minutes to get to the medicine window, 9:23. Standing there waiting, being the first in a forming line, until the window opened and he was given his medication. He went to the recreation room and stared out a window standing with his medication cups in both hands. He stood there for roughly ten minutes before taking his medication first by placing the cups on the floor, bending his knees rather than back, and removing his gas mask. He out his gas mask within his jacket, placed one cup inside the other and carried the cups with him as he walked away from the window to head to the cafeteria.

"SHUT UP BOBBI!!! LEAVE ME ALONE FOR ONCE PLEASE!!!"
Felix dropped the cups as he stooped shocked in his tracks, taking seconds to realise that it came from the cafeteria. As he picked the cups backed up, again bending by his knees, he smirked, extending his Glasgow smile. Whispering

#"Sight a Robin from a tree, from a tree, from a tree
catch a robin in your cage, in your cage, in your cage,
create the cage from the tree, 'cause it's mine."#

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes

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Robin watched the new comer enter, it was unavoidable because of all the ruckus she was causing. She had sympathy for the girl however, thinking back to the fear and pain she fet her first day at the facility...
The thought itself sent shivers down her spine.
Don't even think about it...Bobbi chimed, as Robin placed her water and plate back on the tray and stood.
Didn't I tell you yo shut up? she replied as she pushed her chair in behind her and began walking over to the girls table.
What good are you going to do? You are just as fucked up as she is.
Breathing in deeply, Robin began practicing her calming exercises as she walked over to the table.
What you don't want me to meet her? That's not very nice at all.
Robin froze where she was standing for a moment, her eyes glazed over. Almost as soon as it happened, it was over with as continued walking over the table, swaying as she moved. Bobbi plopped her tray onto the table and grabbed the crying girls milk, pulling open the seal as she glared at the girl and downed all of it, crushing the box in her hands and dropping it on the table. Leaning forward she placed her head on her hands and asked,"So what the fuck is wrong with you?


Robin
Bobbi

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Ali Watson Character Portrait: Jeffrey Campbell Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit Character Portrait: Janey Bellow

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Nate watched as the patients shuffled into the cafeteria, one by one. The first to arrive was the girl on suicide watch. She came in the day before, covered in scars and blood. It took everything Nate had to not let Syn take over and do his dirty work. The only reason Nate could figure out why Syn didn't, because he knew he could if he had truly wanted to, was because he predicted a better opportunity in the near future. Nate was afraid of that. He watched her walk in and find a place to sit, all alone, just like most new patients. He knew she'd find her someone soon enough. They all did, or at least that's how it seemed.

Next to scurry in was the PTSD patient, the one who would flinch at the slightest noise, it seemed. Syn knew he'd get to play with him soon enough. He just hadn't figured out how yet. He wanted it to be perfect, as always. Trailing behind him was the other multiple personality patient, Robin. Both Nate and Syn found her intriguing. Nate watched her slender body float across the cafeteria. She got the same thing as always, toast and water, and sat in her usual spot. He watched her battle her own “other.” It seemed that Bobbie, as she seemed to be called, stuck around and spoke with Robin more than Syn did with him. Syn preferred to remain quiet and wait for his turn, only piping in when he felt something to gain from it.

“SHUT UP BOBBI! LEAVE ME ALONE FOR ONCE, PLEASE!” Nate looked up from his plate of eggs. So did Syn. He could feel Syn sliding past his forces, but it was no use trying to fight him when he mind was made up. Nate has left the building. Syn was in. He smirked, placing his hospital safe fork on the table, his breakfast barely touched. He scooted back in his chair, loudly propping his feet on the table so that everyone could hear, enjoying the view as Robin quickly retreated and avoided all glances. Perhaps today would be interesting after all. It had been awhile since Syn had any fun.

Felix soon followed into the cafeteria. He was a known rapist and killer, and Syn had taken a sort of liking to him. Although they've never really interacted outside of group therapy or the occasional recreation activity, Syn always watched from a distance. Nate would normally try to avoid guys like him, especially given his past. Syn has a sort of love-hate thing for Felix. An urge to destroy, as well as an urge to swap stories and become pals. This was part of the reason Syn mostly kept his own distance. He hadn't made up his mind yet.

Down the hall, screaming could be heard. A girl, a voice unrecognized. Syn had a knack for recognizing voices, so this girl was obviously new. His theory was proven when she was escorted into the cafeteria by a couple nurses, tears running down her face. She quietly ate her toast and kept to herself. Typical, no fun. Then, Robin stood. This peaked Syn's attention. He watched patiently, wondering what was going to happen. He saw something in her change. The switch had happened. He knew all the signs. His smile grew, became more menacing, taking full control over Nate. He watched Bobbi walk over to the new girl and down her milk. “So what the fuck is wrong with you?” Maybe this will be fun after all.

Finally, the guy with a bad attitude and a limp joined the group. He watched him as he scanned the cafeteria for a decent spot to sit. Please not here, please not here, please not here. I'm not liable for what happens to you if Syn decides to take over.. Unfortunately for all parties involved, he stumbled his way over and plopped into a seat at his table. As he sat, he glared at Nate, as if to threaten him. This made Syn mad, and eager to show his power. He wanted everyone to know what he was capable of. He wanted the others to shudder at his name, tremble at the sight of him. He hungered for that look that people give when they're afraid, he thirsts for screams and tears. Overall, however, he just enjoyed fucking with people.

He kicked the chair next to him and stood. Pushing up the sleeves of his plaid button-down, he made his way across the cafeteria. He grabbed a chair, flipped it around and sat in it backwards, right across from the new girl. He looked at Robin, well, Bobbi. “Hey, Bobs, how's it goin'?” He gave her a cheap and malicious grin as he grabbed the girl's butter knife and picked his teeth. He peeked over at the new girl, almost forgetting what he had come over for. Fresh meat. He gently placed the knife under her chin and lifted it up, giving her a smirk. “Welcome to the looney bin, sweetheart.” He snapped his teeth like a dog and got up. The nurses had seen him and were hurried over. He put his hands up, halfway surrendering. The nurses thought he had calmed down, this being one of the less intense outbursts Syn has ever had. They asked him to step out of the cafeteria for a moment. “Awh, come on, ladies, I just want to see the freak show!” He began laughing that laugh that most everyone who has ever been around Syn before has heard. It's deep, dark, and creepy. The nurses warned him that if he didn't settle down, he would be forced to be restrained for the rest of the day and would require an escort to all activities. It also meant no outdoors at recreation time. Syn backed off, having had his fill for the moment. Nate came to and looked into the cafeteria. He knew what had happened, but could only imagine what Syn had actually done. He looked down at his hand, still holding a butter knife. He quickly dropped it and retreated to his seat, avoiding glances.

He briefly looked up, noticing the guy sitting at his table. When had he gotten there? How long was he out? He stumbled over his words, looking for the right thing to say. “I- uh... sorry.” “Don't be sorry you worthless fucking hero.” “Don't fucking call me that, you fucking demon.” “You'd be wise to watch that pretty mouth of yours. You don't want me to be upset, do you?” “Go fuck yourself, Syn.” To someone who had never met Nate before, it'd seem like he was just talking to himself, but in reality, or at least in Nate's reality, he was talking to another actual person, only he knew this person lived within himself. He took the image of a real person, just as the guy sitting at his table, Syn sat right across from Nate. Nate moved his now cold eggs back and forth on his plate, his appetite depleted. Today was sure to be a hell of a ride.

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Ali Watson Character Portrait: Jeffrey Campbell Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black Character Portrait: Alise Kennedy Hayden Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit Character Portrait: Janey Bellow

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Alise sat up. Tear streaks marked her cheeks, and her hair was matted slightly from the damp. Swiping a hand across her face, Alise pulled her wheelchair over and struggled to get into it. Suddenly, the wheels slipped on the smooth floor, and Alise fell to the floor, crying out in pain. After more struggling, Alise finally got into her wheelchair.

Just then, a nurse walked in. Alise looked up at her, annoyed. "Can't you even knock? Ever heard of privacy?" The nurse shrugged. "Here, privacy is not important. What's important is your health." "Who cares anyway, I'm gonna die soon. Just stay the hell away from me," Alise muttered irritably. With much reluctance, she let the nurse push her over to the nurses' station to take her medication.

After Alise had her meds, the nurse wheeled her out of the station. "There we go," she smiled cheerfully. "Now go have your breakfast." Alise scowled, but kept her eyes trained on her lap. Keeping her head down, she moved quickly down the hall.

Watching the other people in the cafeteria cautiously, Alise maneuvered her way around them. Spotting a table which was not so crowded, she pushed herself over to them. These people looked familiar... She'd seen them around. She's also heard the nurses call one of them... Jeffrey, she believed. "Morning," she mumbled, staring off at the ceiling. "May... May I sit with you?"

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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#"Sight a Robin from a tree, from a tree, from a tree
catch a robin in your cage, in your cage, in your cage,
create the cage from the tree, 'cause it's mine."#

Felix had already picked up the paper cups. He began walking to the cafeteria again. Taking a seat at a lone table next to a wall. Placing the paper cups in the centre of the small four-person rectangular white table.

Then more screams came to Felix's surprise, what a coincidence to have two separate people scream within minutes of each other. "Who was it?" Felix thought. He turned around in his chair, arm resting on the bone of the chair, to see who comes in screaming.

It was a new girl, Felix had never seen her before. "Very Vulnerable." He thought again, knowing due to her screams and cries. Standing up from the seat and making way to to the canteen, intensely watching the actions of this newcomer.

Water, fruit and yoghurt. It would be a small breakfast, but the entertainment will fill the rest of his stomach up. The next part was about to begin, Robin and the newcomer.

"Birds of a feather flock together"

As a side-entertainment, Nate started his show, making noise with the furniture. Sitting back down and beginning to eat slowly the climax came, the vulnerable ones are victimized, always so loud Nate was, but always so entertaining.

Felix was grinning, intensely, as if his scar was away to rip. Although it wasn't as if anyone could notice unless they were at the table with him, typically with Glasgow smiles, it looked as though Felix was always smiling. He could get away with smiling in gleeful entertainment at anyone and everyone without raising suspicion and he knew it, as long as they weren't too close.

"Today is going to be a good day.

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black

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Kaylee watched in shock as the girl squished her milk.

'So what the fuck is wrong with you?'

Kaylee blinked a few times, hiccupping. "I don't know." she answered. She opened her mouth to say something else, but another guy came over. He seemed to know the other girl. But then he gave Kaylee the most disturbing greeting she had ever received. Quaking, tears - now tears of fear - rolled down her face. Then the man walked away rather oddly. Then Kaylee realized - everyone in here was crazy. Like, looney-crazy. Not just kinda crazy like her, but really, scary insane. Kaylee looked back at the bullyish girl sitting across from her. "I'm not insane. You have to believe me."

'She won't believe you. No one will ever believe you.' The familiar voice of The Form crawled into her mind. 'Just give it up before you do something stupid.'

Kaylee flinched, her face twitching as she tried to block out the Form. "Sshh." she said sharply, then went back to pleading. "You do believe me, don't you?"

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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"I don't know." she answered.

"You don't know yet you sit here crying like a child? What do you fear? Fearing the unknown is such a childish thing. she said while running her fingers across the table. Nate strolled over, and Bobbi watched intently, biting her lip and twirling her hair. As he was dragged away she turned to the newcomer and said, Oh the dirty, wonderful things I would do to that boy. I would fuck him till the walls turned colors, she laughed,"It's a shame Robin won't let me use her pretty little body."
Standing she bent over the table, sticking her rear out provocatively and resting her breasts on her arms, "I believe you honey, Robin and I, we don't belong here either."
She reached out and lifted the girls chin with her finger, looking her deep in the eyes,"But you know...the loonier they are...the better they fuck...too bad your not crazy, I could teach you a thing or two."
As she suggestively ran her fingertips along the girls lips, Bobbi's face went blank. Then she blinked a couple of times and shot back, clutching her hand to her body as if had just been touching a snake or a spider. Horror plastered to her face she said,I'm so so sorry! I'm so sorry, I should have never have come over here...What was I thinking!"
Robin's face turned a bright red as she turned, and ran over to her table in the corner and sat facing away from the majority of the room. She pulled her legs up in the chair and clutched her arms around them and began crying softly into her knees.
"Don't be like that Robin...I was just having a little fun..."
"You knew I was going over there to comfort her...you knew! But when I come to...you're juts messing with her like everyone else. You're a bitch Bobbi and I don't want to talk to you anymore!
"You don't need anyone but me! Don't you dare say that to me! After everything I did for you!
As Bobbi ranted on in her head she saw a strange man...he had scars on his face that made him look like he was smiling. Looking closer however she noticed that it looked as if he was actually smiling, but pushed it out of her mind. When he looked over at her, she buried her face back in her knees.
"And lastly you don'y even know what I was doing!! Maybe she liked it."
"Just leave me alone Bobbi...Let me sit here in peace or I'll go get the drugs that make you shut up"
"Fine...but you should stop being such a little tight-ass all the time. Nate says hi by the way.

Robin
Bobbi

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes

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Suddenly oddly composed, Kaylee frowned at the girl. She was obviously a jerk. Then she started talking about Nate. What is wrong with him, I wonder? Kaylee thought. Before she came to the institute she was fascinated by psychology. Now she was starting to be scared of it.

'It's a shame Robin won't let me use her pretty little body.'

Ah. Kaylee realized. Dissociative Identity Disorder. Funny, I thought that wasn't supposed to exist. But soon Kaylee was shrinking back in horror at the girl's lewd suggestions and her sick touch.

'I'm so so sorry! I'm so sorry, I should have never have come over here...What was I thinking!'

Shocked, Kaylee realized that she had just met Robin. For a while when she was fourteen through fifteen, Kaylee had been obssessed with psychology, especially dissociative disorders. This one had been her favorite until someone told her it didn't exist. Well, apparently it did. After exhaling and putting her face in her hands, Kaylee got up and walked over to Robin, who was crying in a chair. "Hey," she said softly. "I understand. Multiple Personality, right? It's okay. I just met Bobbi. What's your name? I'm Kaylee, by the way."

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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The linen fabric was wet with her tears as she lightly cried. "You always have to ruin things for me Bobbi...always...
"Hey...I understand. Multiple Personality, right? It's okay. I just met Bobbi. What's your name? I'm Kaylee, by the way."
My name is Robin, and I'm really sorry for anything Bobbi said or did to you.. she mumbled a bit from her knees as she looked up, "I know she can be terrible...but I need her the most sometimes...
"That's right sweetie, you will always be my little girl,"the voice sneered in he head.
"I didn't mean to ruin your breakfast..." she said lowering her feet to the ground and leaning over her tray. Breaking off a piece of toast she said,"I'm sorry to have bothered you..."
Staring down at the white paper plate, she counted the crumbs mad by the toast ...1...2...3...4....5....6....7....8... brushing pieces aside with her finger as she bit into the piece she broke off.
Eyeing the smiling man out of the corner of her eye, a chill ran down her spine.
Turning she said, "Actually...would you like to sit over here...?"




Robin
Bobbi

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Felix had finished his small meal by the time Robin and the new girl had changed tables to the corner closest to him. Only now tow tables away on the same column. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, regaining control of his smile as he relaxed his face. He gathered his food gubbins into a pile, putting fruit cores into empty yoghurt containers and such. Standing up and pushing his chair in.

He got himself into character.

Leaving his gubbins on the table, he put another smile on, but a calmer smile, a more open smile, a more caring smile. He started to walk over to the girls in the corner, with an arm resting against his chest, ready to give a friendly wave if they happen to notice him before he gets to their table.

Cheerfully as he got to the table he greeted them. "Crying yourself out is not going to do much good in helping, you've got to open up on how you feel by telling other people, most of us will listen." He sat down while saying this. "Please, call me Felix, and please don't judge me by my scars." His smile showed more than just a polite smile that anyone would do when meeting someone new, it showed openness and if noticeable, understanding.

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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Robin's heart beat in her chest, Felix gave her the creeps...she was frightened. In an instant, Bobbi was free.
"Hmmm, and who might you be pretty boy?" she asked leaned over the table, "And what's up with your fucked up face?"
laughing she sat back and lifted her feet onto the table, crossing her ankles ans resting her head on the hands. As she stretched a bit of Robin's porcelain midrift, her shirt clinging to her skin as her robe parts and the strings dangle just above the surface of the tiles.
["I feel like you have creeped my sweet Robin out before in the past, you're gas mask guy right? Weird fucker." Snatching up the rest of the toast she took a bite and chewed it, staring Felix down.
"Robin will be upset if she finds out I wasn't civil...so I'll play along...for now. The name is Bobbi, and Robin. She is just asleep now."

Robin
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Felix was taken aback by the sudden, unplanned change of Robin into Bobbi. At first when Bobbi started talking it showed in his face, a quick expression of panic and comfusion, before realising the situation and losing his act. Laughing, loudly, not across the whole room, but louder than the average laugh. Some faces looked toward the table's direction, others further way didn't notice.

"You want to give me more entertainment? How awfully nice for you to come out."
Becoming more casual, he put his folded arms against the table.
"My face is like any other, it reveals my feelings, I've just lived through enough that I fucking love to live."
He was staring Bobbi in the eyes, with a manic smile again.

Turning his head towards the newcomer.
"What I said may be true, but don't think any of us are normal."
He slammed a hand down onto the table, pushing himself from the seat and leaning across the table, face close to the newcomer.
"Nice to meet you, tell me your name. And try not to get fucked by just anyone."
He flung himself back into the chair, arm over the back of the seat while the other leaning on the table, no longer a cheerful, friendly posture.

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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Kaylee watched the interaction between the guy in the suit and Bobbi. Robin had slipped away again. But then the attention of the German man was directed towards Kaylee. Leaning back uncomfortably, Kaylee replied, "Um, I'm Kaylee Lewis. And I'll try not to." She looked the man up and down, judging him to be... disturbing. And not only that, but there was something under it that she really didn't like. Was it... arrogance? No, more than that. "So... why are you here?" she asked him as calmly as she could. She got the feeling these people were trying to freak her out, and she would not let him succeed.

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Jeffrey Campbell Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black Character Portrait: Alise Kennedy Hayden Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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“May I sit with you?” Nate looked up from the table to see a frail girl in a wheelchair. Her hair draped over her shoulders, which were mostly bones. Before Nate even had a chance to register the question, Jeffery told her she could join them. He watched silently as she went to grab herself some breakfast and joined them at the table. He wondered why she was here. Anorexic? It's a good chance, but usually new patients that were anorexic wouldn't eat for at least the first couple days. Perhaps that was only a small part of the demons she carried.

Peeking up at the clock, he saw that it was near time for breakfast to be over and recreation to begin. He knew that after his outburst, he wasn't going to be able to go outside after all. Nate sighed, craving the fresh air that he hasn't breathed in as long as he can remember. He watched the other patients finishing up their breakfasts. Nate had barely touched his. His appetite was gone after waking up to find himself surrounded by nurses with a butter knife in hand.

He watched the two girls, Robin and the new girl. He never did catch her name. Felix had decided to join them. The thought of what that man had done sent shivers down his spine. Syn could only chuckle. He watched Robin, her soft blonde, almost white hair falling gently on her shoulders, framing her face. He felt like she was the only one who could ever possibly stand to understand him, but he never had the nerve to talk to her. He had a feeling that Syn had probably scared her off a number of times, so he didn't even bother. Even her “other,” Bobbi, while a complete different personality from Robin, was beautiful in her own way.

The jingle of a bell woke him from his daydream. The nurse announced that breakfast was over and that recreation was starting. She listed out the rules, more for the newbies than for anyone. It was the same as always. No one is to be in their rooms, no causing problems for any other patient, no one is to be outside without permission, blah blah blah. Nate had heard it about a thousand times since he had been admitted. He could recite it in his sleep.

Nate got up and emptied his tray into the trash can, then put his tray on the tray cart. He left the room, not looking at anyone else. He wasn't sure what he was going to do during recreation. He had his heart set on just breathing in the summer air since waking that morning, but that dream was long diminished. In the main room, there was a tv surrounded by several couches and chairs, several tables with board games and sets of cards, a decent sized selection of books, movies, and video games, and an area for arts and crafts.

Nate decided he would do what he normally did, which was arts and crafts. He made his way to the table and rummaged through the art supplies. He picked out a sheet of paper and some drawing pencils. He had no idea what he wanted to draw, so he just doodled whatever popped into his head. He loved drawing eyes, so there were several of those on the page, as well as random things he saw in the room, like the television, and even quick sketches of patients.

Normally, no one would join him at the art station. Most of the others played cards, watched whatever was on the television or read. No one had ever seen his sketches, except the nurses, who were supposed to look at them to make sure he wasn't drawing anything that would hint at anything dangerous. They all thought they were wonderful, but Nate only saw them as sketches. Quick glimpses of what was going on in his head. Rarely would Syn come out when he drew, which was probably one of the reasons Nate enjoyed it so much.

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"You want to give me more entertainment? How awfully nice for you to come out...My face is like any other, it reveals my feelings, I've just lived through enough that I fucking love to live."
Bobbi simply stared him down as he spoke, as she always has for Robin. Anytime she fet threatened, Bobbi would come to save her, and existed as the emotional buffer Robin depereatly needed in her time of need. However, there is one thing Bobbi fears, and that is Robin letting her go forever...because in order for Bobbi to truly exist, Robin has to accept her. As she stares into the cold eyes and the ominous smile, a little sense of pride fills her, At least I'm still needed...

Her eyes flicked back over to Kaylee, her lids low as she spoke, "I'm sorry for the way I treated you earlier, it was out of line and it made Robin very upset.
Flicking up to the clock as she heard the bell, "She truly is an amazing girl though" she smiled, "And you are about to see some of her talent."
With a sincere wave, her face gazed over as Robin returned. The smile lingered as she saw the time, and she said, "It was so nice to meet you, I'm allowed outside for activity time...if you st by that window..." she said motioning with her outstretched arm, "You can listen if you want."

The smile still clung to her lips as she stood, with a distant look in her eye she walked over to the garbage and dumped her tray, sliding the tray across the counter before turning to the nurse.
The young woman smiled at Robin, "Are you going to play again today?" as she handed her a black case.
Yes, I was wondering if I could use one of my outdoor activity days this week." Her eyes crossed over to the window, and the colorful world just beyond the doors.
The nurse gave her a nod and opened the door for her, letting the intense sun fill the open doorway and spill across the floor.

Gripping the case with two hands she made her way across the stone blocks and onto a green field. Some of the other patients were taking walks, or playing basketball, but she payed no mind. The far off look still lingering on her face. As she reached a large tree, bursting with blue flowers she placed the case on the ground, and flipped open the locks. The routine was pleasant, and one of the only times Bobbi would sit back and listen, truly allowing Robin time to herself. The name of the institution was sprawled across the inside of the case, taken from one of the music therapy rooms. Out of the velvet cradle she lifted a beat up, faded violin. The woods was worn, and the strings had been replaced many many times, but she truly loved it. It was the one thing she truly enjoyed during her three year stay. The melody she wanted to play flowed through her thoughts as she rosined the bow, and lifted the instrument to her shoulder.
Please Robin...that one is my favorite...Bobbi cooed, and Robin began to play.


The melody danced across the strings, as it did everyday at this time. The sound is carried across the field, and can be heard faintly inside the building if one pays attention. Smiling as she plays, Robin thinks about life after the institution, and her fast approaching eighteenth birthday. Images of Nate flash through her head, she knows how Bobbi feels about him...but Syn frightens Robin, plus Bobbi won't let her get close to him. Robin longs for the day she can be close to someone else...longs to experience the things other girls get to experience. A blush forms on her cheeks, as she thinks about the day she can finally have a true first kiss, one without Bobbi cutting in. Glancing up to the window, she wonders if he ever listens to her play.



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Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Alise Kennedy Hayden

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Alise cleared up as the nurses announced recreation time. Recreation time was, frankly, boring. Alise knew she'd rather be doing other things than watching television or listening to the radio. Sports were off limits for her too, though she was sure she'd be able to play basketball if the rest let her. Or at least stopped laughing long enough for her to explain.

Ignoring the large group around the television, Alise went straight for the art stuff. Being an avid artist, Alise enjoyed drawing anime characters. The only good thing about recreation time was the amount of art supplies they provided. Sticking her hand in the art supplies, she pulled out a box of colour pencils, paper and drawing pencils. She saw that other guy who she sat with at breakfast at the table, but she ignored him, knowing that he probably wouldn't want to talk to her either. I'm that 'anorexic freak in a wheelchair. Right. I'm just skinny, not not anorexic. Yeah, I wouldn't want to talk to me if I were them either.

Conjuring up an image of an anime boy, Alise started sketching in. She paid close attention to the small details, knowing that they only made the drawing nicer. She started colouring in the lines, and that was when she heard the music. Looking up, she saw a beautiful girl with soft yellow hair playing the violin. The music was haunting and sad, and Alise drew closer to the girl unconsciously, drinking in the beautiful melody. Before she knew it, Alise was right beside the girl, though she didn't know if the girl had noticed her yet.

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Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Alise Kennedy Hayden

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Turning Robin saw the girl from the cafatereria, and smiled. As she finished out the tune, she lowered the violin and held in it her hands, giving a small bow, her grin from ear to ear.
"I'm so happy you liked it," she said as she passed the bow into her other hand and held out out to the girl, "My name is Robin, I learned how to play here actually," she paused for a moment as a nother tune passed through her head. Lifting the violin to her shoulder she began spoke as she played.

"I have been here for three years, and everyday I cried for three months, the only feeling I felt was alone...Then a nurse took me to the music room for the first time, and let me use this violin. They said I could use it during my free time, as part my therapy."
She closed her eyes and smiled as she played,"As I got better and better, I felt more and more alive. Everyday I practice. It has made my stay here...a little more bearable. When I was lost, I always had the music to guide me back."

As she finished her second song she looked to the girl, thinking back she remembered her first day. It had been raining, a drop for every tear she shed. Crying in her room, she stayed holed up, and refused to eat. It was the scariest day of her life...
Those signs were all around her today, as many new comers cried.

"Hey,"she said smiling,"This ones for you,"



As she played she danced a bit, and grinned at the girl, in every effort to see her smile.



Bobbi
Robin

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Nate was caught up in his sketching, but heard the one sound that gave him a sense of joy that nothing else in the hospital ever could. It was faint, but he recognized it all the same. Bow danced on string, as Robin played one of his favorite melodies that she had learned since she arrived at the hospital those three years ago. He glanced up from his paper and peered through the window. He found her under a tree, surrounded by blue flowers. A small smile crept onto his face, something that Nate never did. Oh, how he wished to just be able to enjoy the fresh air and actually hear her play not separated by glass. But he never dared get that close. One of the few fears that Nate had was that he would try to talk to her, get to know her on a personal level, then Syn take over, and Nate have to wake up to Robin frightened, crying, running away. He could never forgive himself for causing anyone pain, especially her, even if it was Syn's doing. He was still responsible for letting him take over.

Suddenly, the girl from breakfast appeared at his table, rummaging through the art supplies. He had never had company at the art table before. He saw that she had noticed Robin's melody as well. "She - I mean, it's beautiful, isn't it?" Before he knew it, she had disappeared and reappeared with Robin, obviously taken by the music. He was angry, upset even, that she could go outside and not him. She could hear the music up close, and perhaps even talk to Robin, and he could never dare be so bold. He could hear Syn chuckling. "I could change that for you. You know I could make you go over there." "Don't you dare. If she saw you, or me, coming, she'd cower, run even. Besides, you don't stand a chance against Bobbi's defenses." "Bobbi loves me, loves you." "Keep dreaming, Syn. Neither of them want anything to do with either of us." "Oh, how little you know, my little hero." There was that word again. Usually it bothered Nate, but because he was drawing, and listening to Robin's beautiful melody, he could stay calm.

Nate glanced down at this paper, taken aback by what he found. Without even realizing it, he had sketched Robin playing the violin underneath the tree. He had hoped no one noticed, but knew the nurses had to see it for safety measures. What would they think? He could always play it off as just sketching life. He found the subject matter interesting, and therefore sketched it. It's not like it mattered anyway. It's not like Nate was going to pursue anything, and there was no way that Robin would ever come to him. Besides, her 18th birthday was coming up. She could have a chance to leave, and he'd never see her again, never hear her play again. Nate was on lock down. Labeled unsafe for regular life anymore. His outbursts became so bad, so violent, so rapidly, and hadn't seen any improvement in the entirety of his stay at the hospital. He was lucky if he'd even get to touch the grass and breathe the air of the outside recreation area.

He glanced back through the window, back at Robin, and noticed that she was looking in, at him. His face grew flush and his body froze. He couldn't look away. His heart raced and he was finally able to break the stare. Surely she wasn't looking at him. Probably just looking inside as a generally thing, at no one or nothing in particular. And if she was, surely it wasn't him. But what if she was? She probably thought he was a freak, a creep, for staring like that. He didn't know what to do, so he folded the paper of the picture of her, still hoping no one caught a glance at it, and stuck it in his pocket to hide until the nurses came to see it. He quickly grabbed another piece of paper and began drawing something else.

He looked back up, watched her exchange a few words with the girl. She began another tune and moved around with grace. He sadly smiled again. She seems so happy. He was sure she'd be able to leave. If only he could tell her everything, how he's always watched her and wanted to help, but feared it backfiring for all these years. Just so that she knew that someone cared, even if they'd never meet again.

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Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Alise Kennedy Hayden

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Alise looked blankly at the girl. Wow. She didn't even know her name, and she was smiling at her? This was one heck of a nice girl. Still, it was a change from those staring people. Robin, huh? "Nice name," Alise complimented her.

Alise tried to listen to the music and Robin's words at the same time. As Robin spoke, she gt envious. "Wow. I wish I could play the piano here, but I've never asked." She paused. "Do you think the nurses would let me play the piano if I asked?" Robin started a new song. This one's for you.

Alise grinned as Robin danced around a little. She was nice, but was it a front? Alise could have sworn that it was Robin that she'd heard screaming earlier that morning. Also, she'd seen Robin being violent on a couple of occasions. Alise wondered if Robin could be trusted. Still.

As the song ended, Alise pulled out a notebook and started to jot down music notes. Oh, wait. Alise looked up a little guiltily, and stuck out a hand awkwardly. "I'm Alise. It's nice to meet you."

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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Felix sat patiently as Bobbi's attention went back to Robin before answering. As Robin came back and walked away.

"I'm here for my own reasons, as all of us are Kaylee ."
He stood up and walked back to put away his tray.
"You should come outside at every chance you get here, Once you've come to appreciate the out-doors it will do more good than just make you physically healthier."

He let his gubbins fall into the bin and placed the tray away. He decided he would do chalk drawing outside today. The nurse had already opened the door first for Robin, she stood there checking that it was only those who have been behaving were getting outside. As he walked towards the door the flesh air hit his face, taking it in as a relieved deep breath, refreshing. The sun was strong shining through the door, making from the inside anyone who stands or passing the door appear with a dark silhouette.

He did not look at the nurse as he got closer, despite her staring at him only to bring to mind whether Felix had been behaving. Robin started as Felix got to the door, he stopped to listen, as most people around did. Standing beside the nurse, who was also now looking out, made Felix's low height more noticeable to anyone behind him, particularity with the contrasted out-line of his silhouette next to the average height nurse. He folded his arms, left on top, as he stood there listening for the first song. Feeling as though time itself had stopped.

It ended.
"Depressing." He let out. Then turning to the nurse with a friendly smile.
"Please, get some chalk from the arts area, and some gloves as well?"
The nurse stared at him for a few seconds before accepting with a "Wait right here."

As she walked back along the corridor Felix took her place against the wall at the side of the door. Imitating the nurse until she returned, checking those who attempt to go outside, although with his small silhouette still dark from the the bright incoming sun, it was hardly frightening coming towards the door from the corridor.

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black Character Portrait: Alise Kennedy Hayden Character Portrait: Felix Reginald Smit

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"Her talent?" Kaylee said in surprise. Then Robin came back out and said that she was going to play some sort of musical instrument. So there is music here! Kaylee's heart leaped up with joy at the mention of any kind of music. It soothed her emotions and made the Form go away. At least for a little while. Robin left and then a short while later beautiful violin music started. Kaylee closed her eyes and let her soul drink in the music. Felix's advice was lost in her ecstasy and she sat for a while. Then after a little bit she made her way into the recreation room. She saw all of the choices and decided on the television. No Lord of the Rings. No Star Wars. What was wrong with these people?? She asked a passing nurse, "Hey, I guess 'Frances Farmer' isn't in here, right?" The nurse gave her a weird look and walked by. "What about 'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest?' " Kaylee called after her. Shaking her head, Kaylee turned her attention back to the room. She didn't belong here. At least, that's what she kept telling herself. Soon her parents would come by and it would all be over. Surely.

She turned away from the TV and viewed the whole room. There were art supplies! Interested, Kaylee walked over. Glancing at the two other people's drawings, she noticed that the skinny girl was drawing a very nice picture of an anime boy, and the boy who had almost threatened her with a knife was drawing a girl playing the violin under a tree. After a moment he stopped, staring at something... Robin. He was drawing Robin. Amazed, Kaylee stared at the picture until he folded it up surreptitiously and put it in his pocket.

Pretending like she didn't see any of it, Kaylee came up behind him and sat down at the art table across from him. She began to draw some of her hallucinations. An asian boy walking away down the hall with books under his arm, a reptilian-man pointing straight at her accusingly, a demonic looking baboon. All of them came alive on the paper in her crude sketching form. Their rough edges seemed to vibrate as if they wanted to peel off the page. Then she looked up at the boy across from her. "Um, hello." she started timidly. "I'm Kaylee. I uh... I don't think we met very well earlier. Do you want to have another go at it now?"

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"Wow. I wish I could play the piano here, but I've never asked." She paused. "Do you think the nurses would let me play the piano if I asked?"
Lowering the instrument to her side she replied,"Well, in order to use the instruments you have to behave yourself. I'm sure the doctor will explain the whole system to you in group today since we have many newcomers today."

She lifted her hand and blocked the sun as she looked up at the blue sky,"Cherish days like this, you don't know how lovely colors are, but you will. The white...drives me more insane than Bobbi sometimes." With a chuckle she bent at the knees and returned the instrument to its case, clicking the locks shut.
"I'm only allowed to play for the first 20-30 minutes, the Doctor says I have to socialize, and if I'm playing I usually don't talk to anyone." The case was light in her arms as she gripped the handle, gesturing to Alise,"I have to bring this back to the nurse, and talk to at least four different people. Looks like you are number one," she smiled as she spoke, hopeful that this would be her last year at the facility, "You can come with me if you want."
With the turn of her heel she began walking toward the door, her blond hair bouncing on her shoulders.
"That was beautiful dear," the nurse said as she took the instrument with a smile.
"Thank you!" Beaming she looked around, noticing Felix she felt her breath get heavy.
"I'm not ready for that yet..." she said, clutching her heart and dipping her head shamefully. She wasn't sure why he frightened her, but Bobbi most defiantly did not like him.

Dipping back inside she noticed Nate and Kaylee sitting at the art table. Robin was no good at drawing, but loved to do origami. Donning a small quaint smile she walked over to the supply cabinet and pulled out a few pieces of colored paper. There was quite a selection of origami paper for her to choose from. Her step-fathers, sister whom she called Aunty Carol, send her gifts every now and then. It was the only family she still had communication with, and she happened to be the editor in chief of The New York Times and felt extremely guilty about her brothers actions. Robin received gifts every year for her birthday, and Christmas and various other random holidays throughout the year. The nurses opened them at first...but after they got to know Robin and Caroline, it was the one thing she got to open herself-with supervision of course. Last Easter she received the paper, though it had to stay out in the supply closet. Robin didn't mind, it was enough to share; two long rows of colors, patterns, double-sided, and even some with eyes, she settled on two pieces, one with fading red and orange on one side, and the other one a greenish-yellow.

Robin...come on...let me talk to him, I'll have him in your bed tonight!
Shut-it Bobbi.
Fine but I'm watching you...

Pulling up a chair she nervously glanced over at Nate, wondering how long Bobbi was going to control herself. She started to blush a little bit, to her he was mysterious. Though they had both been treated here for some time, they never spoke. Anytime Robin tries to Nate, one of two things happens. One, Robin's heart starts beating faster, and her mind wanders...thus Bobbi steps in to interrupt and always says something crude. Or two, Robin begins talking to Syn, who absolutely terrifies her. Bobbi is out in an instant...and Robin really doesn't know what Bobbi does after that point...As she began flattening the paper she said,"Hi again Kaylee," glancing her amber eyes over to catch Nate's she smiled sheepishly,"Hi Nate, Bobbi told me you spoke with her earlier. I'm sorry if she was rude."
Quickly she averted her gaze to the drawing on the table, folding her own paper gently.
"Wow, you guys are pretty good, I can't draw very well."
Her hands worked nimbly on the second paper now, as she smiled at the two.




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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black

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Nate watched Kaylee as she seemed to fade off into her own mind, then snap back into reality when he spoke.

"Yes, I just draw for fun. And thanks. These are some of my favorites. I draw them a lot. These are the things I see."

Things she sees? Hallucinations, no doubt, but why? These weren't the kinds of beings that belonged to a person like Robin or he. Was is a sort of PTSD thing? Possible. He was sure to find out more about it in group today, so he figured he wouldn't pry. He didn't want to upset her when she came up to him to right the wrong Syn had done earlier, whatever that was.

Nate glanced up from the table when he heard the door to the outside area open, and a cheerful voice say thank you. It was Robin. Her violin time must be up. It was always a shame when she had to stop. It kept Nate calm and in a good state of mind. More importantly, it kept Syn away. He shyly watched her come his direction and shuffle through the paper cabinet. His head fell when she turned to face him, to face his table, not wanting to lock eyes. His heart was already pounding, his throat tight. He heard a chair being pulled up to the table, and saw the brightly colored paper appear on the table. Origami, another wonderful talent Robin possessed.

"Hi again, Kaylee! Hi Nate, Bobbi told me you spoke with her earlier. I'm sorry if she was rude."

"Hi, Robin." His face was starting to get warm. He had never spoken to her, never been this close, and here she was, apologizing for something that wasn't even her fault. He chuckled. "It wasn't me she was talking to, I can guarantee you that much. I'm not even sure what happened." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously and glanced up. Robin adverted her eyes, so he did as well, blushing. He watcher to tiny hands gently creasing the paper. He was always amazed at what she could make.

"Wow, you guys are pretty good, I can't draw very well."

He looked up again, surprised. She was smiling. A genuine compliment, from a girl he'd been creepily watching from a distance for years. He smiled back, sheepishly. "Well, I wouldn't say I'm that good. Kaylee is a bit better than I am. I can only really sketch people from real-" He stopped, and it seemed like his heart followed suit. He felt his stomach turn. Not another word, you idiot. What if she asks to see your drawings, and finds the ones of her? What if she thinks you're a creep and never wants to talk to you again. Nate internally slapped himself, and subconsiously placed his hand over the pocket with the drawing of her within it. Please don't let a nurse come over and ask to see it.. He could hear Syn laughing, waiting for Nate to screw everything up, without any of his help.

You're more pathetic than I thought.
Fuck off. I don't need your help.
You always need my help. If it wasn't for me, neither of these ladies would be sitting here talking to you. Don't forget that.

He realized Syn was right. Had he not taken over and did whatever he had done, neither of these girls would have come. Kaylee wouldn't have asked to start over, and Robin wouldn't have apologized, even if it really wasn't her fault at all. Maybe he did deserve to give Syn some credit. She shook the thought from his mind, not wanting to give him that kind of ego boost. That was the last thing that Syn needed right now. And the last thing that Nate needed was for Syn to come out and ruin everything.

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Character Portrait: Kaylee Fey Lewis Character Portrait: Robin Nichole Barnes Character Portrait: Nathaniel Drake Black

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"Hi Robin. Nice to see you again." Kaylee said, and she meant it. She really disliked Bobbi, and Robin's coming over here was wonderful. The girl who makes the beautiful music was now over here talking to her.

'Wow, you guys are pretty good, I can't draw very well.'

'Well, I wouldn't say I'm that good. Kaylee is a bit better than I am. I can only really sketch people from real-' Then Nate stopped. He seemed to be having some sort of internal struggle. Kaylee filled in for him. She was beginning to get the vibe that these two really liked each other.

"Well, thanks! But I always thought origami was way cooler than what I can do. I guess you could say that I'm spatially challenged." She smiled, becoming entranced by Robin's fingers moving quickly, turning over the formless paper in her hands. She couldn't tell what it was going to be yet. That was the magic of origami. It was a mystery until it was done, and then it was perfect. "All I know how to do is a swan." She picked up a piece of white drawing paper and began to make a crude origami swan. "But that's all. Maybe you could teach me?"