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Marie Swall

"A place for people to find their life again; There should be somewhere like that for people, shouldn't there? Healing begins at home, not in a locked down facility."

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a character in “Minthill Home for the Troubled”, as played by ArhaHitomi888

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MARIE SWALL
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"A place for people to find their life again; There should be somewhere like that for people, shouldn't there? Healing begins at home, not in a locked down facility."


NAME: Swall, Marie Ann

NICKNAME(S): Annie

SEX: Female

AGE: 38

HEIGHT: 5'6"

WEIGHT: 146lbs

REASON FOR APPLYING: She founded Minthill to help people who were having a rough time in their lives, since she had quite a rough time as well.

BRIEF PERSONALITY SUMMARY: Marie is very kind and honest, forgiving and sweet. She listens to problems and will be very sympathetic. She will never say anything negative about someone's condition to them unless they were being unmanagable or hostile. She has a way with talking to people that really just gets to them and makes them very comfortable. However, this also makes her very willing to try other approaches to someone's condition. If they act out and are disrespectful towards others, she will gently put them in their place - Their residence here is a privilage, not a right. However, she will fight as hard as she can to handle someone until they are unable to be cared for at The Minthill House, making sure they have a smooth transition and checking in. She makes a conscious effort to really get to know the patient and to befriend them, or at least get them to trust her - She even still checks in on old patients!

BIO: Marie grew up in a large, very poor family. She had five siblings and unemployed parents. Her mother was a prostitute out of necessity while hre father was a child and wife beating alcoholic. After a particularly bad night, her father killed her mother in a drunken frenzy, raped her and her sister and killed two of her brothers. The police were quick to remove her father and jail him. Her sister and remaining brother grew up with a constant fear and lived with terrible trauma, trying to stick together until they were separated at adoption.

She lived with a very strict family and had a very tough schooling, with her trauma piling atop it. Things finally spun out of control for her when she recieved word that her sister had committed suicide at the home she had been adopted into. Afraid, she tried to reach her brother, but he was comatose from a very large drug overdose. She didn't eat, she did't sleep, she cried, she cut, she tried to kill herself, she sold her body - She did everything except die. That is, until she recieved help herself.

Going through a wonderful treatment program with a kind, attentive doctor finally let her accept her past. She learned that although her past was horrible, it was the past, and to not let her past define who she is in the present. She no longer cries, and she no longer harms herself - Dedicating her new life to helping others through their problems with as kind a hand as she was guided with. She is completely acceptant of her past and has learned to deal and cope with the trauma in healthy ways and lives a happy, productive life with a new family.

TREATMENT STRENGTHS: She is good with sympathizing and being in someone's shoes, which makes patients trust her more.

NOTES: Everybody loves green turtles, right?

So begins...

Marie Swall's Story

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Marie stood outside the house, awaiting the arrival of the new patients. Honestly, she was looking forward to seeing them. Carefully, she had picked those who needed help the most while also picking those who wouldn't be dangerous to each other. She was quite seriously worried about all of them, really. Every problem which hurt someone was serious, especially since it wasn't a kind of illness you should simply prescribe medication and watch disappear - Not at all. She truly felt something for every person she'd invited here. She could look in their eyes and see pain, look at their exhaustion and see guilt, read their stories and feel their confusion or guilt. It was a gift she had, she felt.

So naturally, she would wait for everyone and show them to their rooms when they arrived. Not everyone would be coming on one day, several perhaps coming a day or so later - But that was simply understandable. So, she would show whoever would come today to their rooms. Hopefully, she could at least sit down at talk with them for just a little bit; introductions, simple conversation, and before things got too heavy with pressure, dinner and bed. It was 6pm after all, surely it would be at least 8:30 pm before 'dinner'. It could never be helped, dinner was almost always late on the first day.

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Character Portrait: Lucy "Lux" Ryan Character Portrait: Marie Swall
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The drive to Minthill was long and tiring. She had been repeatedly told it wasn't rehab, that Minthill was different, that Minthill was better than rehab. Her mother and her friends kept telling her how lucky she was to be here, but she just couldn't see it. It made her feel crazy and different, when all she wanted to be was normal; to be in control. It was these feelings exactly that had her running her fingers against her arm, disgustingly craving to add another scar.

She stared at the bottle of medication she had thrown on the seat opposite of her. The medication that made everything better and worse all at the same time. While it gave her the normalcy she desperately wanted, it also made her feel dependent and weak - things she could never tell her mother because the woman just wouldn't understand. There were so many things that Lux believed no one could understand about her. Not a friend, not a therapist, not even the mother who birthed her.

The car began to slow to a stop, her cousin looking back at her. Her mother had originally wanted to take her, but Lucy just wouldn't have that.

"I know you think your mom was out of place for referring you here, but I think you might like it," She said, giving Lux a halfhearted smile.

Lux just blinked in response and grabbed her bags. The first thing she noticed about Minthill was the luxurious look it had, the second was the woman with fiery red hair waiting outside of it - one of the doctors, she assumed. She walked towards her, dragging her suitcase behind her. "Uhm, I'm supposed to be staying here for a while. Or something," Lucy announced, biting down on her lip.

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Marie waited patiently, smiling when she finally spotted a car driving down the tree-lined boulevard. She smiled, excited to know who had arrived first. There were four patients after all, and almost childishly hoped that it wasn't one of the doctors. The doctors were always given some time between emptying and admitting to visit their families back at home, just as she did when the doctors were though, although she visited rather often. As she waited for the car to stop and for someone to step out, she reached up and brushed strands of fiery hair from her eyes.

The car stopped and she had to stop herself from giving the lovely girl who stepped out almost too enthusiastic greeting. As the girl spoke, she smiled. "Yes, you are. Welcome to The Minthill House, we're very happy to have you here." she said, her happy expression not seeming fake, shining with a spark that could only come from something genuine. "My name is Marie Swall, i believe you got my letter. It's a pleasure to meet you... Ms. ryan, is it?"

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Ms. Ryan? Had the doctor really just called her that? "Jeez, Barbie. Don't your cheeks hurt from all the smiling?" She hadn't meant to be so rude, but she had already been in a terrible mood to begin with. Although, this Marie Swall woman was incredibly enthusiastic for being in a house with a bunch of crazy people, so it wasn't exactly an uncalled for question. Lucy brushed her hair away from her face and took another look around the huge, and admittedly homey, building. The only unusual thing about the place was the amount of windows, but who could expect privacy in a 'not-really-rehab-but-truthfully-is-a-rehab' facility?

"It's Lux, by the way. Just Lux," Lucy told Miss Swall with a frown. She had been called by that nickname for years, never really sure where it originated. However, she was completely sure that she loved her nickname a lot more than her given name. "And yeah, I got your letter. Is anyone else here? Or am I the only one crazy enough to be accepted into this program? Whatever it is."

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Marie laughed when Lucy laughed at her. "My smile isn't that big," she insisted. "I get that a lot. My lips are kind of big, so they make my smiles and frowns look bigger. And my cheeks never hurt from smiling, i've had lots of time to practice." she said, gesturing back to The Minthill House. "I"m sure you've gathered that this is where you'll be staying. Don't worry though, everyone's got their own rooms - Minimal window walling." she said, as if she either knew what was running through the girl's mind or had heard it before.

As Marie re-introduced herself as Lux, she nodded. "Alright, Lux is it then." she replied. Her lips parted for her to speak again when Lux spoke before her. Slowly, her parted lips met and pursed into a thin line. First impressions weren't fantastic, though they usually weren't. "I see. No one else is here yet, but i know at least one person will be coming soon, probably any minute really. As the letter stated, you shall be staying with three others here at Minthill. There will be another female and two males who will be staying here with you. I assure you they will not be if any threat to you, none of them are in any condition to." She moved aside and gestured to the house. "Do you want me to help you move your things to your room?" she offered, kindly.

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Character Portrait: Lucy "Lux" Ryan Character Portrait: Marie Swall Character Portrait: Shane Harrisson
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Shane adjusted his tie slightly, pulling it a little tighter around his neck. He turned away from the mirror, and slid open the zip on his brown leather man-bag. His hands swiftly rifled through the MASS of paperwork in their, and he did a quick check that he had everything he needed.

Patient files: Check.
Signed contract: Check.
Medical Identification: Check
Uniform: Check.
And of course, The photo of his parents.

He was looking forward to getting back to his office at Minthill. It had been a long few weeks since Minthill closed between admittance groups. In this time, the other Doctors would be visiting their families. But Shane, who had no close family left, spent his time watching junk television and kicking back with his 2 closest friends. He'd also spent a considerable amount of time burning off his boredom at the local gym.

Satisfied that he had everything he would need for now, He loaded up his car, an old black BMW. Not the most expensive or flashy car in the world, but he didn't really care about cars anyway.
He slumped into the drivers seat and twisted the key in the ignition. The engine spat out a satisfying growl, and he curled off of his driveway.

The drive to Minthill was tiresome, and uninteresting. But as soon as he drew close, and saw the marvelous House looming closer, his heart perked up a little. He was excited to be back in his comfort zone.
As he parked up, he grabbed his bags. He saw Marie, the founder (and his boss), talking to a pretty young girl who he assumed was a patient. She couldn't have been any older that 18, something he found a little heartbreaking in it's own way.

As he walked up to the pair. He flashed Marie a quick smile, and said "Hello" to the young girl, and then walked through the front doors. heading towards his office. He didn't want to overwhelm the new patient by bombarding her with medical personnel.

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Character Portrait: Grigori Makiriy Ivanov Character Portrait: Marie Swall
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Makiriy sat in the back of the car, slouched over with his arms crossed over his chest. He stared at his feet unmoving, barely even breathing. One could almost mistake him for a statue. A very annoyed looking statue. Clearly, Makiriy was not in the best of all moods currently. Of course, that would probably change in a little while, considering how quickly Makiriy's moods changed. Only time would tell whether it changed for the worse or the better.

The car pulled to a halt, but the male didn't more a single inch of his body. He didn't even twitch when his door was pulled open, nor did he look up when a voice started speaking. Only when a hand grabbed his wrist did he move. "Don't," Makiriy began as he tugged his wrist away, "touch me." He pushed the person away - it was some nurse from the hospital he was coming from - and reluctantly got out of the car. He was quite a bit taller than the nurse, but his posture was so horrendous that he seemed smaller.

He was handed a folder and a backpack, one containing his files and the other his belongings, and then pushed towards the entrance of the building. The car engine starting up behind him made it clear that the nurse was leaving. She always had difficulties tolerating Makiriy, so it made sense that she was trying to leave as soon as possible, even if it meant leaving the male alone. Well, not technically alone. There was a woman standing little more than ten feet from Makiriy, along with a younger female, so it was clear he wasn't alone.

Makiriy walked over to the woman, who appeared to be a doctor. He held out the manila folder as a greeting, not wanting to speak. Makiriy never was the social type, although this was rather rude even for him. Of course, right now he was in no mood to care about social ettiquette.

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Character Portrait: Matthew Lancaster Character Portrait: Lucy "Lux" Ryan Character Portrait: Grigori Makiriy Ivanov Character Portrait: Marie Swall Character Portrait: Shane Harrisson
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Marie was just about to lead Lux in when she caught sight of a familiar vehicle coming down the boulevard towards the house - And knew that it had to be Shane. The Minthill House was the only house on the boulevard, and she doubted someone would get lost this close to the outsides of town. Minthill was a bit in the country, yes, but not too far as to make it difficult for one to return - It was ten minutes to the city limits at most. As Shane parked and made his way in, she offered him a kindly smile. She wasn't surprised to see him rush into the house and to his office - After all, most doctors who worked here did seem to get rather attached to the building itself.

As she parted her lips to speak, yet another car arrived. She recognized the vehicle as a medical personnel vehicle and pursed her lips a bit, watching as the clearly exasperated nurse grabbed the boy inside and seemed to almost threw him at the house. Marie hid her contempt as the boy held his folder to her. 'What despicable treatment' he thought, watching as the vehicle drove away and disappeared down the road. How could they possibly be so cruel so someone with fragile mental health? She recognized the boy, but thanked him quietly and took the folder from him. "Welcome to Minthill. I'm Marie Swall - I believe, you got my letter?"

Once again, there was a another vehicle coming down the way - But she could only handle so much at once. She hated to bother him, but she called after Shane.

"Dr. Harrisson? There seems another resident is here! Could you possibly introduce them? I'd like to show these two around and to their rooms first, and i'm not much good at keeping track of too much." she asked with a gentle smile.

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Character Portrait: Matthew Lancaster Character Portrait: Lucy "Lux" Ryan Character Portrait: Grigori Makiriy Ivanov Character Portrait: Marie Swall Character Portrait: Shane Harrisson
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Matthew was dead silent as his brother, Kyle, took his arm and put it over his shoulders, slowly taking him towards the navy blue Honda that Kyle owned. Matthew muttered under his breath every moment as Kyle assisted him into the back seat of the car as Chris Blum, a good family friend, loaded some bags into the trunk. Matthew's dull blue eyes rarely moved up from the ground, even focused mainly on his hands when he had settled in the back seat. It was difficult, and rather frightening for him to be in the front seat after the accident, and he could barely keep himself from a panic attack when me looked out the windshield at the world.

"It'll be fine, Matt. You'll like it there." Kyle asked as he rested his hand on his knee, looking into the back to face him. Matthew could feel Kyle's expectant and worried gaze, but barely registered it. Numb, Matthew dragged his gaze up to his brother's face and nodded.

"Okay," he replied in barely above a whisper. Matthew's face had deep etched lines of stress, and the world-weariness of the young man made him seem almost a decade older than he actually was. His eyes reflected things like an unpolished glass pane, dull and blurred with a kind of darkness around the rim. He watched as Kyle's mouth twitched into a sad smile and he patted his knee against before turning forward, allowing his dull blue eyes to trail back down to his hands.

The car ride was spent in complete silence, Matthew observing his hands the entire time. They were thin and pale - just like the rest of him -, fingers laced together. The ring and middle finger of his right hand ached as it pressed against the hard metal of his wedding ring, which shined just as new as the day he had gotten it - A silver band with a small, blue tinted diamond. It had been a cheaper wedding ring, but he didn't need a little metal and bling to say he was married, Abigail's love was enough.

'Sweetheart,'

Matthew barely managed to keep from choking on his tongue in shock as he heard the voice, whipping his head around both ways to try and find the familiar face he had expected to see, which would have matched the gentle, feminine voice. When he found no one, he reached up and pressed his hands against his ears. Just as he had pressed his hands hard enough against his ears to begin to physically hurt himself, the door opened and he lowered his hands, giving his brother a dull, blank look.

"We're here,"

Matthew was still, and only moved when they reached in to take his hand before moving it to his shoulder, assisting him out. He was weak from the lack of sleep, so they stopped to make sure that he was steady before leaving him to look at his new surroundings while they took out his bags. There was a large suitcase and a backpack which they set next to Matthew as he simply stared up at the building. In Matthew's mind, almost everything had disappeared and a kind of wandering focus began to draw his attention to things around himself. There was a young woman standing with a younger boy and girl, and a doctor, and finally there was the large house. Slowly, he walked over to one of the bushes near the house, looking down at it and reaching down to pinch a leaf between his thumb and pointer finger, not saying a word, simply staring at the leaf with a half-lidded and lightly closed lips. The man had the air of just being unaware of everything around himself, clueless.

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There were so many people arriving now: another doctor, a couple more patients. She felt so out of place. Lux nibbled on her bottom lip uncomfortably, wanting to just find her room, snuggle up with a book, and wait for this nightmare to be over. She pressed her back against the nearest wall, looking towards Marie and damn near praying for her to take her out of here. Away from all these people who were supposedly just as fucked up as she was. Or worse. One of the men looked about ready to bite the head off of the nearest person and wore more make up than she did. The other looked like he was in a daze or strung out, though admittedly more approachable looking than Mr. Goth-Boy. Mr. Goth-Boy and Mr. Fucking-Depressed were now their names, at least in Lux's head. There were no other female patients, besides herself, that she could see.

"So - ah - are we gonna...go? Or are we all just going to stand out here, enjoying the scenery?" She questioned, lightly tilting her head to the side.

She watched Mr. Fucking Depressed stare at a leaf like it was the meaning of life, and she raised an eyebrow. Maybe she wasn't as messed up as people thought she was, not when she was put up next to these two. Sure, she refused to take her medication, occasionally became a little uncontrollable, and on more than a few occasions attempted to end her life...but at least she seemed to know what was going on around her.

"Is he, y'know, in a walking coma or something?" She elbowed Miss Marie Swall in the side.

She was pretty sure there wasn't such a thing as a walking coma, but it couldn't hurt to ask. Mr. Fucking Depressed looked like the God damned living dead, and she liked to think she knew her undead pretty well. She had an impressive collection of horror films waiting for her back home, Zombies and Vampires being the main creatures in nearly all of them. Not to mention she could do wonders with a little bit of liquid latex and fake blood. Maybe Mr. Goth-Boy would like a tutorial, as he obviously enjoyed the Make Up Industry and all their lipsticky, eye linery glory.