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[center][color=LightPink][h1]Syleste Astrea (Vos) Nioré[/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Sky Lakes Medical Center.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Sebastian Monroe ([@December]), Gage Brooks ([@BlackPanther]), Miranda Burke and Xerxes Arvanitis ([@YoshiSkittlez]).[/sup][/color][/center]
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That song… she knew that song.

Her body relaxing as she laid back against the pillows once more, Syleste allowed her soft blue eyes to close, her head turning lightly off to the side as she let the beautiful sound of Sebastian’s voice fill her mind- it was calming… he had always had a good voice; and if what Dr. Arvanitis was saying to her was true, then it was something a little more complicated than just pure musical talent…

The melody of the familiar song washing over her, she began to softly hum along with him, her voice almost barely audible, washed out by his voice before suddenly, just as quick as it had begun, it was gone, leaving the room in silence apart from the conversation that had taken its place. Her eyes once more opening, she dropped her attention down, her hands both coming together over her stomach as she took over where he seemed to have left off, her fingers playing absentmindedly with the edge of the blanket that was covering her over the top of the sheets.

[color=LightPink]“..Peter Pan… Tinkerbell… Wendy Darling… even Captain Hook; you are my perfect story book…”[/color] Her head tilting lightly to the side, she sung quietly and mostly to herself, not aware or even understanding of any effects that it might have had on the others in the room with her, [color=LightPink]“..Neverland, I love you so… you are now my home sweet home- forever, a lost boy at last… and for always will I say… I am a lost boy, from Neverland… usually hanging out with, Peter Pan… and when we’re bored, we play in the woods- always on the run from, Captain Hook… run, run, lost boy… they say to me… away from all of reality…”[/color]

Pausing a moment, she lifted a hand, gently using the tips of her fingers to brush some stray strands of her long bubblegum pink locks back and off of her face, neatly tucking them behind her ear, [color=LightPink]“..Neverland is home, to lost boys like me… and lost boys like me are free… Neverland is home, to lost boys like me… and lost boys like me are free…”[/color]