Upon entering the room for group therapy, Chaz noticed that the hostess was new. "Well, now this might be interesting. " He mumbled to himself. Keeping his head down he took a seat.
With his oppressor- err, orderly- Dmitri walked towards the group. He was nervous, and it showed in his eyes, which switched to a gray and back to their normal color as he walked down the hall. His eyes were stuck in gray by the time he got to the Group Room. He sat down away from the others.
Levi was plopped into a seat, he looked around and growled at everyone. This was dangerous, he didn't like any of these people, the made him jumpy. Levi squatted on his seat and glanced around the room again, his eyes were wild and bright.
Dmitri noticed Levi when he growled. "What's wrong with this guy?" He hadn't meant to mutter it out loud, and he prayed to whatever deity controlled the universe that no one heard him. Dmitri's hair was beginning to darken. Not good...
Well, "Dmitri" didn't see anyone particularly listening to him anyways. His hair went totally black. "So, there were three men walking through the woods...." oops. Where was he going with that? He had no idea, but iit was supposed to be funny, he was sure. Wait, where was he again? It looked like the Group Therapyroom. Dmitri knocked on a wall to make sure. Yep. Real.
In an attempt to break the tension Chaz decided to speak up. "So, how's everyone's day going? Anyone seen any good movies lately? No. Okay then, how about any good books you've read?"
Levi stared at the new kid, well more of glared, he growled and clenched teh edge of his chair with his hands, he was wanting a fight almost, he glance dto hsi side and saw the boy next to him hair change color.
Joshi finally found her way to group therapy. her socked feet slid along the cold floor, she entered teh room and looked around, her eyes were big with confusion and curisouity, she rarely remembered people so group therapy for her was like always meeting new people.
Dmitri closed his eyes and focused on his thoughts and thought of his surroundings. The one kid was looking for a way to leap onto someone, anyone. What a lovely person he was. Hurting people was bad. People were bad, too, but not as bad. Dmitri smiled.
Strangely enough, these people, who were regarded as dangerous and unwanted as she was, seemed to be her only friends. Even though she doubted she had ever really talked to a single one of them, being surrounded by people who didn't fear her was comforting. Almost like acceptance.
Maybe today was the day to start reaching out. And if all else failed, she would be sent to sweet, sweet solitary confinement. "Why.....why are you guys here?" she tried asking, though her voice came out as an almost unintelligble whisper.
Joshi heard the girl's question and frowned,
"I-I can't remember." she said sadly, her eyes on her feet, she swung her legs becuse she couldn't reach teh ground while sitting in the seat.
Joshi looked up and looekd at everyone in the group.
"So," "Dmitri" led off, "what's new here?" Like anything could be new in this place. Nope, everything was the same. Monotonous.
Evangaline thought this was odd. Not that she was completely unaware of the reason she was here, it wasn't like her first memory was of this wretched place, but her memories were fuzzy at best.
"It...for me, it...had something to do with blood....lots and lots of blood...and I don't think it was mine..."
"My parents sent me here, I don't think they wanted to deal with me after learning that I had my own needs and wants." Chaz responded. "I don't see why I needed to be here though.
Dmitri looked over at Chaz. His face was serious, and his appearance changed back to normal. Why did he want to know why everyone was here?
Chaz had a point. "Why do ANY of us need to be here? We're not crazy, yet we're treated like the lowest of criminals! We don't have any hope!"
The metal chair she was sitting in started to feel like an electric chair, cooly restraining her, offering nothing but death, just like this cursed facility. She placed her hand on the top to steady herself, but ended up compressing the thin metal with newfound strenght, imprinting the curves of her hand permanently into the chair.
"We...we could break out of here, if we wanted to. Couldn't we?"
Joshi looked around, she squinted at the people and struggled to remember why she was, she frowned at her shoes adn knit her eye browstogether she was tryingto think so hard,
"I can't remember." she repeated forgetting she'd already said that.
We could break out of here...yes we could...Levi though, she remained squated on his chair and looekd around, trying to see what the othe reactions to the suggestion would be.
Remus made a quick kick in the direction of his keeper's voice. "What're you doin'?!" demanded his orderly.
"I tripped," lied Remus. His orderly hissed a few evil choice words. Then, much to Remus' fury, he was dragged to a chair, without any announcement. It always made him lose what little bearing he had.
Those two words echoed faintly through Dmitri's head. It wasn't like he could do anything else. Staying here was probably the best option for him. Yet...
He did want freedom.. He knew that for sure. However, Dmitri said nothing.
With the word freedom still seeming to resound off the walls, Evangaline felt even more sure of her words. This facilty was a living he.ll, but that didn't mean their lives were forced to be. They were strong, even the petty lunch quarrels like today were formidable battles. What if they could control that power, direct it against their enemies.
"Really, what's stopping us? From getting what we've always wanted, away from what we've awlways despised?" Finidng new strength in her powerful voice and gazes of awe in the people surrounding her, she grew louder, "Is there any reason we SHOULDN'T go?"