“F-Fine. Just d-don’t hurt me...please.” Jimmy's voice was barely above a whisper as Kelly knelt down a few inches from him, holding a sly grin. He looked up at her after a few moments, and his expression seemed less fearful and more intrigued, as his gaze locked with the woman in front of him. 

“The...um…” He paused for a moment in his unusual daze, before continuing. “The d-door won’t open without the k-key card. I’ll have to radio the nurse to let me out.” Jimmy pointed down to the walkie-talkie clipped on his belt. “I-I can tell her that…” The kid found himself staring down at Kelly’s breasts, and then back up at her eyes. “I can tell her that you’ll need a shower.” A sheepish smiled grew across his lips, as he lifted the radio to his mouth and called to the nurse. A few choice words were thrown back at him, since apparently it wasn’t the first time he’d “lost” his keycard. Nevertheless, the nurse said she’d be on her way in a few minutes.

Kelly’s ears perked up, as a faint shuffling sound, coming from somewhere up in the ceiling tiles along the wall, caught her attention. Jimmy gave her a strange look, as he wasn’t sure what had suddenly distracted her, but then one of the tiles fell to the floor with a [i]thud[/i], breaking apart into a few pieces, causing the kid in the corner to let out a short yelp. Kelly’s sight picked up the outline of a figure up in the darkness, and it’s scent seemed oddly familiar, yet sweat filled and rank at the same time.

“Well hey there Jimmy.” A female’s voice chimed in, poking her head out of the square hole. “And girl I’ve never met.” She shot Kelly an intrigued expression, sniffing the air. “Or have I?...” She mumbled to herself, although Kelly was able to pick up on the hushed tone. 

“Is that Dior or Armani you were wearing before you got thrown into this dump?” She said with a slight grin, as the strange girl’s bare feet dangled from the ceiling and she quickly leaped down onto the cold floor. At first glance, the girl dressed in dark-colored scrubs seemed tall and lean, with a small chest, and wide hips. Her facial features were angular with defined cheekbones, dark circles under her eyes, and hair shaved short. Grime and a bit of dried blood was smeared on her chin, forehead, and wrists. 

“Either way, you must have had some real sweet money in your former life. Me? You’d never catch me wearing any of that shit.” She said nonchalantly, as though this were just another day for her. “Although I also wasn't some rich bitch, either.” She added, shrugging her shoulders and looking over at the cowering kid in the corner.

“So Jimmy, I couldn't help but overhear the earlier conversations in here...something about losing a key and now you feel like you're up shits creek without a paddle?” She said with a smirk. “Well, in so many words of course.”

She walked over to the thick windowless steel framed door and knocks on it, barely making much of a noise. “I suppose you’ve tried knocking, even though these damn doors were made for a castle not a hospital. They probably wouldn’t have heard you anyway.” She said walking back over to the others, lowering her voice. “I propose that we wait for nurse [i]whatsherface[/i] to show up, then you, new girl, feign unconsciousness while our boy Jimmy calls the nurse over to investigate a potential problem with the patient.” 

The woman then nods her head, rubbing her hands excitedly together as though the plan was foolproof. “And then, I’ll be over there in the corner, waiting for the moment to jump out and knock that bitch on her old ass, so we can get the fuck out of here.” Her half-smile grew to larger more sinister looking grin, as though she were playing out the entire scene in her head with perfection.

“So...I already know that Jimmy is game” She gives him a wink. "But how about you, new girl?"

[@Xandrya]