Dale-creek hill Asylume

Cyrus listened to Kaleos talking to Bea and sighed. He really hoped to get out of this coffin soon. Even if it was only to talk about how crazy he was, he wanted to move around. Cyrus rolled over, picking up the only possession he had at the moment, a copy of Shakespeare's Titus Andronicus, and thumbed through it. It really was a wonderfully wicked story, but he missed his other books and records, which still hadn't arrived.

Kamijou turned around when he noticed Bea wasn't following, but touching Kaleos. He looked at her warningly but she didn't seem to be paying attention.

He cleared his throat loud enough so Bea could hear and get away from her.

She obviously didn't know what Kaleos was capable of. Seeing she took precaution as she did touch her hand though, showed him that she hadn't completely lost it. But he was dissapointed. She should've known better than to give Kaleos such hope that wasn't guarenteed. Kaleos was quite capable of some rather violant things and the thought of it happening to the new employee made him wince inside.

"Yeah, I'll show you those now. Let's go." He kept his tone normal and resisted the urge to lecture Bea. It wasn't her fault that she didn't know about these kind of patients. Her record had stated she worked in some kind of Old People home before this. So he decided to cut the girl some slack. Plus it wasn't in him to lecture. He didn't like the thought of authority. Especially in him.

Walking out of the basement and up to the offices Bea could sense Kamijou was least impressed with her association with Kaleos, he didnt say it and he was damn good at hiding it but it was there in that firm line of a mouth.
She was disappointed with herself, she wanted to impress Kam and show that she was capable of a job like this she just needed to learn a few things thats all. She just needed to watch him and see how he acted around patients and then maybe do the same.

She'd never had to keep her distance from Patients before, heck she was helping them down the hall whilst they spoke about fluffy, pink bunnies and did she know they had a grand daughter from columbia- when they had never stepped foot out of england. They'd taken what they'd seen on tv and had turned it incidentally into a life experience.
It was easy working there but here it was dark, or maybe that was just the basement, the top floors seemed decievingly light and inviting but down here madness hung over the line of cells like a thick cloud.

Reaching Kam's office she took at seat at a desk and waited for him to retrieve the files on each patient- even the new ones.

Sam was about to loose it. He didn't like to sit on the ground and wait while the guards didn't do shit.
'' What is taking so f*cking long!?'' He screamed and tried to get up but the guards stoped him.
'' They'll take care of you when they have time'' One guard said. Sam didn't want to be here but he knew he had to so the least they could do was to get a move on. He looked at the building. This was his last stop. This was where he would die. Well if he died he could meet Lisa and Mia again.

Kamijou rummaged through his file cabinet.

A.. B..C..D..E.. ..F

He pulled out the file. "Here we go." He handed Bea both files on Kaleos and Cyrus.

"I gotta go see a new patient for a minute or so though. Stay here til I get back, alright?" He smiled, scooped up his clipboard off the desk and headed out the door.

Walking down this hallway and that, he approached the new patient. Samual Hanz, was it?

"Hello Samual." He smiled warmly. "I'm Kamijou. You can call me Kam though. No need for Formalities." He studied his features and movement. "I'll be doing your diagnosis and medicines. All that good stuff."

Sam looked at the man that talked to him.
'' I don't give a shit 'bout your name.. I'll just call you Doc'' He said, If he wasn't chained he would have smashed his head in. But the guards made sure he couldn't move. And he didn't like sitting down. He wanted to stand up so the good doctor could see that he was just a kid compared to Sam.
'' So, Doc let's get this over with i want to sleep'' He said and looked into the doctors eyes. He didn't belong here, at least that was his opinion.

"Oh?" Kamijou looked down at his clipboard and jotted some things down, making it clear he couldn't care less about this patient and what he wanted. He took his sweet time writing down whatever he was writing, which was infact, The alphabet.
After about a minute or so, he looked up and instead of talking to Sam he talked to one of the guards next to him.

"Hey, How's it going George? We're gonna this fellow in cell #56 next to Cyrus." He turned to Sam again.

"I'll see you tomorrow Samual." He kept the mans gaze but continued with his plastic smile. Making sure he knew that he wasn't the least intimidating.

Violet stood up and the guard injected her again. When she had woken up, she was in an office of some kind. "Where am I?" She asked softly so the guard wouldn't inject her again. She began to grow tired of instantly falling asleep all the time. "Would somebody please care to tell me where I am?" She asked again but a little louder voice than before. She started to think of songs now and that wasn't a good sign.

Samuel smiled.
'' See you around Doc'' He said and looked at the guard. The guard nodded to him and helped Sam up. They walked with him down to the basement where they toke of him the chains and gave him a push into the cell. The door closed behind him and Sam looked around the cell.
So this is my new place? He had lived in cells for the past 12 years and this was the last one. He looked out of the little ''window'' in the door.
'' When do we get to eat?'' He yelled out.

Cyrus leaned against his door, peering out at his new neighbor.

"I've been asking these fuckers that same question for the last three hours" Fish explained. "We got some kind of Q&A with the doctors in a little while" He added, scratching his nose. "Names Cyrus Fish, I'm new too" He said, listening through the window.

The man that answered him didn't sound that crazy, but then again crazy people didn't sound crazy... maby.
'' I'm Sam, what are you in for?'' He asked and sat down and leaned his back against the door. The long time he spent in different prisons gave him a reflex that every time he met a new inmate he asked what the person had done. He yawned. He was really hungry and he had hoped that it would be some girls in here. or nurses. He hadn't seen any girls when he came in.

Cyrus paused before giving the normal cannibalistic answer, thinking if that was the correct route. This guy seemed normal, there was no reason to scare him away... At least, yet.

"Did some things the state of Georgia didn't find... Let's just say it wasn't very Christian like" He chuckled. "How about you, fella? Why did society deem you a threat?" Fish asked, looking to see if maybe Kam or that Bea girl had returned yet.

'' I did what they told me to do, and people didn't like it'' He answered the man. He looked at his little cell. He would love to wake up one day and be able to go to the store or something like that.
'' Ey Fish, Is it any girls in here?'' He asked. He hadn't had a woman in 12 years since he wasn't allowed to have visitors after attacking the warden. 12 years was to much.
Wonder if i can has visitors in this place.

"I am a girl!" Kaleos called out in her sweet tone. "They say I killed ten people and raped their dead bodies." She said darkly. "If you are the kind who likes to mess with girls, then your life will be short in here." Kaleos then changed back to her normal tone of voice and said: "I am Kaleos and till now Cyrus is my only friend."
Meanwhile the nurse who was in the hospital got Kaleos' card. She shook in fear: "I need to stay away from that girl. She fooled me too easily. It is best that I just avoid her. But how could such a cute girl be so horrible. She broke two of my ribs just by hugging me!" The nurse said laying in bed. She wasnt in for long because her injuries werent that serious. Her ribs were only cracked and her neck was close to being broken.

'' Hey sweetie. Want to come over to my cell sometime?'' Sam said with a i really need a girl tone. He wasn't sure if the psykos was allowed to be in each others cells but if it was like a prison they would get to walk around. And this girl was really messed up so getting what he wanted wouldn't be so hard. And even if she fought back he was a lot stronger then her. God bless the marines

"Kay is a... Special type of person, Sam. She almost killed a nurse today" Cyrus explained, trying to save the man a broken collar bone or worse.

Fish turned his face.

"No offense to you sweetheart! I'm just making sure he knows what he's getting into!" He called to Kaleos.

She was a sweet girl, just not one you wanted to put your dick in or around. You would likely draw back a bloody stump. Fish shivered at the thought.

'' 12 years without a woman, it's worth a shot'' Sam said and got up. He looked out of the window.
'' Do we get to walk around or something? I'm not spending my life in this cell'' Sam said. He really hoped that they didn't have to stay in their cells 24/7. He wanted to get to know that Kaleos, crazy or not she was still a chick.

"You know, I'm beginning to think they've forgotten about us" Cyrus mumbled, looking aorund at his empty cell. "I was suppose to have my belonging sent here three days ago" He complained, kicking his cot. "Hey! Kay? When are they gonna come and let us outta these shitholes!" Fish called to her.

Feeling a vibration in his pocket, Kamijou reached in and pulled out his phone.

"Hello?"

He frowned at the voice on the other end. It was his boss who wanted him to run a few errands.

He considered telling his boss, no, it was a Bad time and he was working. But Kamijou knew better than even make suggestions with him. His boss was as about as vicious as a pitbull. With his big bald head and round body, he kind of resembled one too.

"Right.. Yeah-Will do-Yep-Goodbye." He finally snapped the phone shut.

Walking over to the desk, he ripped off a piece of paper from his clipboard. After scribbling down some things, he handed it to the lady behind the desk. The note had stated that Bea could go look around herself or look through a few more files if she wanted. He had mentioned for her to stay out of trouble too and avoid the patients til he got back.

"Hi Marrion. Would you mind giving that to our new employee Bea? I gotta go run a few errands for Tim.(Boss)"

She smiled and took the note. "Sure thing. But what about Mr. Fisher and the new patient? Don't you have to run a few tests on them?"

He grunted. He had totally forgotten about that. "Schedule it for tomorrow sometime."

She nodded.

"And make sure to get Cyrus and Samual their belongings." He called out as he went out the door.

(OOC: Sorry, I wont be posting til tomorrow around five o' clock or so. Cya.)

Violet started to think of songs again and that is a very bad sign. "I dance around this empty house..." She sang softly while she was escorted to her dorm. "Tear us down throw you out. Screaming down the halls," She continued to sing louder until she was at her cell. When the guard put in the code for the pad lock, she watched closely for the code. Violet wanted to escape so badly but she knows that she wouldn't be able to escape. But she could keep the code for 'Just in case' purposes.

Bea threw the files down upon the table her hand over her mouth as she comtemplated what she'd learnt.
Cyrus.. supposedly pleasant, decievingly stable, a cannibal, kidnapper and comitter of first degree murder. The sickness that arroused in her stomach.. and kaleos?! She murdered so many and then raped their bodies! Be her friend?! She thought not.. whilst she'd been looking a note had been passed on to her from Kam saying she could look at as many files as she pleased, so she'd looked over all of them. This Asylum wasnt what she'd expected, she was dealing with people who had commited inhumane crimes.. its was like working on the midnight meat train.
She was.. for a moment she felt vulnerable and uncertain..what if they went after her? What if, what if they fancied her for a meal??

Bea blew out moving her fringe. Well that wasnt going to get the better of her, vulnerability was a feeble feeling. She'd applied for this job and she was going to stick with it for as long as she was able, this was exactly what she needed. People who were inescapably messed up, and she had an obligation unwelcome or not to pick apart and evaluate their minds.

Getting up she carried the files she had out with her. Kam had also mentioned in the note that she could look around by herself as long as she stayed out of trouble.. she'd do her best.

Walking out of the office and back down past the basement she felt new, refreshed, like she knew what she was doing now. It was the files, she'd been right all along that after reviewing the files of each patient there would be other questions about it- she had a natural instinct of how to handle patients once she knew the basics. It was partially why she became a psychologist.

"Sometimes you just cant escape" she murmured to herself coming out into the basement thinking of her past and how everyone in this basement sadly reminded her of home. Murderers reminded her of home.

Sam heard someone coming closer.
'' Ey! When do we got something to eat in here!?'' He yelled and looked at from the window. He was bored. In the jail he spent his last 12 years in they could walk around as much as they wanted but know he was stuck in here. In this little hellhole stuck with people he haven't even seen. He hoped that they would give him some pills so he didn't have to stay sober under this little vacation. He kept looking out from the window. Hoping that whoever it was that was walking would come closer.

Bea paused in her walk, she was headed for the reception to inquire a few things when a foreign accent rung out demanding when they'd get something to eat. It was male and sounded german, she walked hesitantly towards the cell beside Cyrus' that had been empty before to see it filled with a strong looking, young man.
"Sam Hanz" she read the plack on the cell before peering back up at the small peephole window struggling to see properly from her height. At least he looked dangerous.
"You'll eat soon, i can go ask if you like?" She said whilst flicking through the files she had to remind herself why Sam was here.

'' Yeah, get your sweet ass over there'' Sam said and looked at the girl. Maby this place wasn't so bad after all. She didn't seem to belong here. She looked like a kindergarden teacher. Maby she was the one that was going to be examine him?
Hehe... That would be nice. Sam tought and kept looking at the girl

Bea hesitated, she didnt like the way he was looking at her almost like he was thinking... Bea cleared her throat and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear glancing down at the file that explained rather explicitly why Sam had been transferred and what'd he done to deserve spending alife time in Asylums.
"Lets see if we can get your long awaited belongings aswell Cyrus" she chirped up whilst trying inconspicously to tug her dress down and cover more of her legs and aviod Sam's hungry stare that suggested he wanted more than food.