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Henry Mara

"Don't make me look away."

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a character in “The Wayward”, as played by SlightlyInsane

Description

Henry Mara
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“I'm used to being locked up. But here, it's not as dark.”




Full Name:
Henry Peter Mara
Nickname:
None
Age:
12
Male/Female:
Male
Ethnicity/Race:
Caucasian, German
Orientation:
Asexual





Anorexia Nervosa | Agoraphobia

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“I don't want to eat... Please don't make me.”
"If I look away from the wall, bad things will happen."
Disorder Explanation:
Anorexia- When one refuses to eat and essentially starves themselves, often related to depression or low self esteem. In Henry's case, he doesn't want anyone fattening him up and refuses any food. Seldom does he accept anything unless from his sister.
Agoraphobia- The fear of open space or crowded public spaces, acquired due to being locked up by his step mother. He always has to be close to a wall or the ground or he'll go into hysterics.




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Doctor's Notes: Patient 715, Mara, Henry
Personality:
Henry is a very quiet boy for his age and seems distant when around people. He does not seem to have many social skills and is used to seclusion. Though he rarely acts out, he will become aggressive around meal times. His trust lies mainly in Gretchen, but we suspect that he merely needs someone to look up to and to guide him. However, like his sister, he has a particular dislike of adults.
Likes:
Sitting in his room, reading, his sister, sweets, walls and the floor, darker settings, drawing
Dislikes:
Food, eating, the doctors, shots, his bed, open spaces, the day room
Habits:
Henry always has his hand on the wall when walking around the hospital. Otherwise he usually sits with his head against the wall.
Skills:
Advanced sense of sight in the dark
History:
The patient tells us repeatedly that his step mother was evil and locked him in a small cellar compartment of their house. His sister has confirmed this and both state that their stepmother was a cannibal and had formerly eaten their father. These claims have never been debunked. Henry is able to describe in great detail the room and his time spent in it. He also mentions something about being force fed by his step mother.
When asked about what life was like before his stepmother, Henry will not speak and close his eyes. His sister has spoken once of their life before with their father. See patient file 714.

Theme Song:

So begins...

Henry Mara's Story

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Character Portrait: Kaiden Riley Character Portrait: Tomas Jones. Character Portrait: Ariella Kane Character Portrait: Jefferson Clive Harrington Character Portrait: Isabella Taft Character Portrait: Devin Moore
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The Mara Siblings

Gretchen's eyes fluttered as she awoke, having dozed off sometime in the night while slumped against the wall. The corner which was her favourite was behind her bed and underneath the camera. That way, if anyone came in they would not see her right away and she would have time to defend herself.

"Come on Gretchen, you need to get up," the Keeper's voice told her. Why was he in her room?! She was suddenly wide awake.

"Get away from me!" the girl shrieked, trying to crawl under her bed and slip out the door. The Keeper grabbed her ankle and pulled her towards him. She continued to shriek and claw at the ground, trying to get away. The Keeper was too strong to fight against and she knew it. She also knew that his grip on her would only tighten the more hysterical she became. Greta took a deep breath and closed her eyes, relaxing just long enough for him to yank her to her feet. "It's breakfast time."

Her brown eyes glared coldly at him before she tugged her arm away from his grip. As with all patients, she was escorted down the hall towards the cafeteria. Her eyes darted back and forth, taking in every shadow of the hallway, every imperfect spot on the wall. Most of all, she glanced at the doors of the other rooms in case one of the other inmates were to appear. She was weary of all of them save her brother.

Speaking of which, where was he? He almost never ate, but maybe she could convince him to come and try something. She knew that he wouldn't want to be force fed, but occasionally he took some of her food and ate.

"May I speak with my brother?" she asked her Keeper, trying to sound civil. "I want to see if he'll come down and eat."mHe glanced at her disapprovingly, but said nothing. As they continued down the hall, he stopped and unlocked the room that Henry was in. He pushed the door open and let her walk in.

Inside, Henry sat with his back facing them, having just been awoken by his Keeper. His bed was pushed into the corner so that he could sleep in it. Upon hearing the door open, he turned a bit to glance out of the corner of his eye at who it might be. He figured that it was that dreaded doctor who forced him to eat. It wasn't even solid foods either. Henry was almost certain they were feeding him baby food. If that was the case, he could only wonder why they had had baby food on hand since the first day they came.

"Henry, let's go get something to eat," a familiar voice came. The young boy smiled and climbed over the end of his bed and onto the floor. He placed his left hand on the wall and stood up. Looking down at the ground, he kept his hand on the wall as he circled around to the door where his sister stood. The Keeper grunted and walked out.

Henry's head stayed down, focused on the floor. If he focused on the floor or the wall while walking he was ok. He took his sister's extended hand and the two exited, the second Keeper behind them. The second turned and went to tell the boy's doctor that he was in the cafeteria for once.

The two siblings proceeded down the hallway, both with anxious thoughts swirling through their heads. Gretchen was still intent on protecting herself and her brother form even a fly. Despite her fitful sleep, she was alert and continually looking around for signs of danger to either them. Henry meanwhile was attempting to ignore his growling stomach. Though he had been fed last night, he was still hungry. But his brain told him he didn't need food. His stepmother had fed him too, but for a much different purpose than the doctors. She had wanted to eat him, not merely out of spite and to get rid of her problems regarding the children, rather because she liked the taste of human flesh. The thought made him sick to his stomach.

The walls had enclosed him then, which was what he was used to and familiar with. When he was finally freed he had found that he couldn't handle the open space, was even scared of how foreign it was. Agoraphobia they called it.

The Maras arrived at the cafeteria. Greta walked with her brother over to a table near the corner. The younger sibling sat and faced the wall, putting his head against it for comfort and to ease his thoughts. His doctor had told him that he needed to stop doing that if he wanted to get better, but he wasn't here now was he?

"I'll be right back Henry. Don't talk to anyone." Gretchen knew she probably didn't have to worry about that considering his social skills had declined drastically since his imprisonment. She also knew that he did like some of the crazies though, particularly Ariella and Thomas who were both here. She wouldn't be surprised if he left while she was gone and went over to sit by them. However, they seemed to be deep within their own affairs and so she had little to worry about.

As long as they don't hurt him, she thought to herself and went to retrieve her food. She wished she could cook for herself, because who could trust anyone here? It would also be a good idea to get her hands on a knife, a very sharp knife, in case any of these loons came too close to her.

Gretchen maneuvered through the cafeteria, which looked to be at war with itself. On one side were the less harmful monsters, the other was a psycho and what looked to be a beast. She shuddered and kept her eyes on each table for equal amounts of time before taking a tray from the neat stack. Ahead of her was a female Keeper, who was getting food for Oscar. The young girl frowned at the woman's back as she moved down the line. Keepers, even the nice ones, were evil. They were the ones who kept them there, helped to imprison them and hold them to what they thought was right. But Gretchen knew she was right not to trust anyone, so why should she listen to them?

Dismayed to find that Henry had scooted over to Oscar, Gretchen quickly crossed the cafeteria. "Henry, what are you doing?" she asked, though it was quite obvious he wanted to converse with Oscar. She frowned then reluctantly set the tray down, scooting in close to her brother so that she could keep an eye on everyone. She tossed the apple in the air a few times before twisting off the stem. Someone had once told her that when you say the alphabet and the stem comes off, the letter you stop on is the first letter of the name of the person you will marry. It was bullcrap, but to amuse herself she decided to twist it off. It stopped at F.

The young lad known as Henry felt someone nudge his shoulder before hearing his sister ask if he wanted an apple. Truth be told he did not want it, even if it was one piece of food. His mind repeatedly, endlessly told him that he dare not eat for fear of growing fatter and being eaten. He did not realize how thin he had become and so the voice in his head told him no. But another voice, perhaps tugging at his heart, told him to take it so that Gretchen wouldn't worry so much. A few bites wouldn't hurt, wouldn't add any mass. He could go back to not eating right afterwards. Yes, that seemed right.

And so Henry accepted the apple his sister had offered him and took a small bite of it. Gretchen smiled, though he could not see it as he had his eyes closed. It felt strange to taste solid food, stranger still to swallow it by his own will. He found himself with a small grin on his face, part of him relieved that he had something in his stomach and the other part horrified by what he had done.

In an attempt to take his mind off it as he nibbled at the apple, he decided to talk to Oscar. "How are you today?" he asked softly before taking a small bite. Gretchen meanwhile was giving anything and everything in the room a death stare in between bites of her breakfast.

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Character Portrait: Yuki Shiro Character Portrait: Henry Mara Character Portrait: Oscar 'Oz' Wright Character Portrait: Rebecca Shayna Stilts
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ImageOscar watched Yuki closely as she spoke, but out of the corner of his eyes he noticed Henry Mara, one of the children at the home. He hadn’t even noticed him approach. Hai, there is a bird’s nest outside of my bedroom window. Suigoi desu!” she chirped, distracting him from his thoughts. He felt terrible about ignoring Henry, because he could only imagine how hard it was for him to talk to people, and there Oscar was just turning a blind eye to that. “I can hear them singing all the time now. It is so sweet,” Yuki added. He smiled brightly, but it soon turned to a frown as he noticed that Yuki had her eyes on Riley. He scoffed.

“Are you jealous?” Dorothy asked, causing him to shift his gaze down to his food. “Don’t get too close to her, Oscar,” she added, “I can hurt her.” And with that she was gone.

“Would you like to see the birds?” Yuki asked. Oscar lifted his head with a toothy grin, his eyes dancing with joy. “I would love to see the birds,” he said, “but could I possibly see them from your window, because the Keepers won’t let me outside anymore.” His expression had changed from happy to slightly embarrassed. “I don’t react well to plants.” He took a long pause, before he shook his head and settled his eyes on hers. “One moment,” he said, holding up a finger whilst he mentally cursed himself for ignoring Henry again.

Oscar turned his attention to the small boy with a smile. “My apologies, Henry,” he said, his voice soft in his attempt to be gentle with him. “I’m doing fine today, how are you?”




ImageRebecca looked up at her doctor, whom she had named ‘Phil’ purely for the fact that she hated the name Dr. Tyler, with sad eyes. “I can’t,” she whined. Phil sighed. “You must if you wish to get better.” Her eyes narrowed and Phil took a step back for fear that Rumple would take over. “The medication makes me weak,” she growled. “I must be strong to stop him from taking over, doc.” He stepped closer when two Keepers took their place on either side of him. “Yeah, you hide behind your bloody Keepers,” she snapped, “see how far that’ll get you when Rumple comes out to play.”

One Keeper stepped closer and quickly moved to grip onto her arm. She wriggled and threw her legs around with the hope that one kick would land on his private parts. She was successful. The Keeper knelt down and choked out a pained gasp. She giggled with amusement and ran past him, but she bumped into another Keeper, who pushed her to the ground and pinned her to it with his knee. She felt a sharp prick in her arm and her playful attitude was practically thrown out a window and carried off by some sort of woodland creature.

She sighed loudly as she was pulled to her feet. Phil held his hand out to her and her eyes settled in his palms, eyeing two small white pills. “I can’t,” she mumbled. “Do it,” he ordered, and she complied. She placed one on her tongue and took a sip of the water that one of the previous Keepers had passed to her. She repeated the same process with the second and handed the glass off to someone else.

Rebecca felt strong hands gripping onto her arms as she was carried out of the room and down the hall. Her legs were trailing behind them, she wasn’t able to use them because they were both numb. It was a long walk but they reached their destination eventually, and they arrived at a door, which was opened upon their approach. She was carried inside and through blurry eyes she noticed that there were other patients in the room. “Doc,” she whispered, “can I have some more water?” Phil nodded and walked towards the kitchen to retrieve a glass for her.

She was sat down by the Keepers onto an arm chair. She curled into the soft material of the chair and took on the shape of a ball. She hated medication. It always made her feel weak and tired. Whilst like this, she knew that Rumple could take over at any time, so she just hoped to God that no one attempted to talk to her.

After a moment she noticed that Phil was approaching. She sat herself up and smiled kindly at him. “Thank you,” she mumbled as he passed her the water. She sipped it and stared peacefully out of the window. “Are you going to be alright here for a bit while I go do some other things?” She stared down at the floor and stayed silent for a moment. “I’d like a Keeper to stay with me for a while, just until my strength comes back,” she said, looking up at him with pleading eyes. He smiled and ruffled her fringe around a bit. “Sure thing, Becks,” he said, then turned and whispered something in the ear of a Keeper. The Keeper nodded and stood next to the chair. He was silent.

“You’re not too talkative, are ya’?” she asked with a small giggle.

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Character Portrait: Gretchen Mara Character Portrait: Yuki Shiro Character Portrait: Henry Mara Character Portrait: Oscar 'Oz' Wright
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Oscar ignored Henry and he frowned. He soon heard him call over Yuki. Knowing that she didn't like apples, he quickly tucked it under his shirt. Yuki and Oscar chatted for a bit before realizing he and his sister were nearby. Once they realized they, mainly he, was there Yuki said hello. She soon departed to retrieve the bird she was talking about, while Oscar turned to him and greeted him in a quiet voice, asking how he was.

"I'm fine," he replied and smiled, opening his eyes and looking at the wall. There was no real need to ask him the same thing, as he'd already had that conversation with Yuki.

Speaking of Yuki, she soon came back tot he cafeteria, a hummingbird in her hand. She happily told him and Gretchen to look at it. Henry slowly turned his head, looking at the little bird. Greta looked up too. "Nice," she commented flatly, though she was happy to see the small bird. It was nice to know that there was still a world outside of here. Henry also smiled.

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Gretchen's smile was soon challenged as Yuki knelt in front of her, holding the bird up for her to get a closer look. She examined the bird closely and tried to still her beating heart. She was confident that Yuki was of no threat to her, especially when she had a small animal in her hands. She was also one of the few people, if any, that liked her and would talk to her. While cautious, as was her nature, she was somewhat relaxed, forgetting about anyone else in the room.

The little bird chirped 'hello'. Gretchen smiled and looked down at the small bird. "How do you get it to sit on your finger so calmly?" she asked out of curiosity. Every time she went near their dog, before it had been killed, it had barked loudly at her and growled. When her mum was still alive and she had once been friendly to most, they had loved on a small farm. The chickens would run from her, the cow would back away and moo loudly, and the goats would charge at her. Needless to say, her track record with animals wasn't the best. So she found it short of a miracle that this little bird was not trying to peck her eyes out.

"It's a her," Henry added after his sister asked her question, wishing to correct her on the apparent gender of the bird. He looked happily at Moon (Tsuki). The bird was so small and innocent, but seemed so happy. It was very much the same and the opposite of him. Henry was innocent yes, but a deep sadness had enveloped him since his ordeal. His doctor said he seemed to be chipping away at the outer shell of this sad, dark place which had consumed him, but he wasn't as sure. He was relatively content with life, but the memories were still strong. He only briefly acknowledged the fact that he was still looking at the bird and that beyond it and its human perch was an open cafeteria. For now, his mind was focused on the darling hummingbird which the bubbly Yuki held and not on the terrifying empty space before him.

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Gretchen look at Henry for a second, a bit agitated at him for correcting her. She turned back to look at Tsuki and suddenly Yuki took her hand. She hadn't given her a chance to respond and the sudden movement scared her. She flinched and almost pulled away but did not want to frighten the bird. She took a deep breath and tried not to think of all the things that could go wrong right now. Soon the tiny bird hopped onto her finger and Yuki let go. The young girl's anxiety dropped a little bit as she backed away. She hated to be touched, evem by the least dangerous person here. Yuki was a complete idiot, but a nice and sincere idiot. She was the least threatening as of yet.

"Hello Tsuki," Gretchen said softly as the little bird looked at her. She chirpped a bit and look up at the paranoid girl, who for once was not glancing around the room. After a moment Yuki told her that the little bird liked her and then asked Henry if he would like to hold her.

Henry nodded and held out his hand to the bird, which hopped into his palm effortlessly and chirpped again. He grinned at Tsuki and said 'hello' to her as well. He could feel the apple in his shirt about to fall out and moved slowly to catch it so as not to scare the bird. But he wasn't fast enough and the red fruit fell on the floor, rolling under the table and then stopped next to Yuki. "Oopps," he mumbled and focused his artention on Tsuki. Gretchen looked at him and then at Yuki, ready to grab Henry and run if she had a bad reaction.
Tsuki chirpped again and then hopped out on of Henry's hand and onto the edge of the table.

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Character Portrait: Isabella Taft Character Portrait: Gretchen Mara Character Portrait: Yuki Shiro Character Portrait: Henry Mara
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Isabella just lay on her back after Riley left her. She felt so cold all of a sudden. She didn’t know what to do. She slowly sat up and brushed hair from her flushed face, her breathing still a little short. She stood up, straightened her dress and walked out and back to the cafeteria. Just as a tall olive skinned girl strolled proudly by.



Yuki jumped as the apple rolled onto the floor. “Oopsie.” She said with a smile and scooped up the apple. She personally hated apples but she smiled anyway. “ Here ya go.” She said to Henry, handing them the apple. “ Why was it under your shirt? Is it because you know I don’t really like apples.” She asked him curiously. “ You don’t have to hide it for my sake.” She grinned, ruffling his hair a bit.

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Both of the siblings were rather surprised by Yuki's calm reaction. Nothing seemed to change about her demeanor as she scooped up the apple and handded it back to Henry. "Thanks Yuki," he said before she spoke again, asking why he had hidden it under his shirt. She guessed it was because they all knew she didn't like apples and he nodded quickly. Then again, what other reason did he have? He nodded again as Yuki told him not to worry about it and ruffled his hair. He smiled at her briefly before returning his gaze to the table, which did not have the possibility to swallow him as the rest of the space did.

Greta lookes at him and then back at Yuki. She disliked how the other girl was always ruffling her brother's hair like he was a dog. But what could she really do about it? She looked at Tsuki, who had returned to Yuki's finger. It seemed that this small adventure of the day was coming to a close, though she wasn't sure she wanted it to. Paranoid as she was about everyone else, she had forgotten how nice it could be to interact with others.