I made it to where it's Kelly's second day in the hospital so she still has some of her sanity, and it also justifies her transfer. Those 24 hr cells are nicer than the permanent ones, after all.
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The security camera going off in the middle of the night scared me awake last night. Good times!
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I would die for a Charlie Puth and Lewis Capaldi collab song.
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My therapist mentioned referring me to a psychiatrist for anxiety medication, then at the next appt. said it wasn't a good idea as it doesn't the issue. I would've loved the temporary relief though...
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I thought a tiny woman like me wouldn't break a sweat with the timed wall sit. Ho Ho homg wtf
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Started calisthenics today; not to lose weight, but to get toned and get a little stronger. It's a 5x/week type deal ChatGPT drew out for me, but my snap, crackle, pop knees sure do love to complain..
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Kelly was cowering in the corner of her cell, her expression full of fear and anguish as the two medical aides approached her. She pushed herself away from them until her back was flat against the wall, and she knew there was nowhere else to escape.
"Please, no..." she cried, but each one grabbed her by arm and effortlessly lifted her off the ground. As soon as they walked her out of her cell, she realized they weren't taking her down the usual path to the "rehabilitative" chamber. The men said nothing, and Kelly grew extremely curious.
"Where a-are you taking me?"
No response from either one of them. Kelly walked in silence for a moment before asking the question again. "I said, where the fuck are you taking me?!"
Big mistake.
The men looked at each other, and the taller one gave his partner a nod before he let go of her right arm. That split second of freedom wasn't enough for Kelly as she found herself slammed against the filthy wall before she was even able to react. She cursed again, this time in pain, but that didn't slow her down. The second before the aide was able to pin her against the wall, Kelly kicked him in the shin, then elbowed him in the mouth. She didn't have any professional training, so it was more than likely that her body, not her brain, was instinctively doing the work. Kelly wanted to run, she wanted to get away from this hell which she had been sentenced to, but she felt the vaguely familiar needle piercing her skin and she knew that she had lost. Even though she was now drugged, the staff didn't take any chances with her. One of the guards helped the aide strap her down to a gurney in order to quietly transport her. On the way there, Kelly could only make faint, incomprehensible noises as a form of protest. She didn't have the strength to fight the restraints, not that it would do her any good anyway. Instead, she tried to focus on the visuals; the room she was being wheeled into and the fact that it looked worse than her cell, if that could even be a possibility.
Yes, her second day in this hospital from hell was off to a shitty start.
@Rawk
"Please, no..." she cried, but each one grabbed her by arm and effortlessly lifted her off the ground. As soon as they walked her out of her cell, she realized they weren't taking her down the usual path to the "rehabilitative" chamber. The men said nothing, and Kelly grew extremely curious.
"Where a-are you taking me?"
No response from either one of them. Kelly walked in silence for a moment before asking the question again. "I said, where the fuck are you taking me?!"
Big mistake.
The men looked at each other, and the taller one gave his partner a nod before he let go of her right arm. That split second of freedom wasn't enough for Kelly as she found herself slammed against the filthy wall before she was even able to react. She cursed again, this time in pain, but that didn't slow her down. The second before the aide was able to pin her against the wall, Kelly kicked him in the shin, then elbowed him in the mouth. She didn't have any professional training, so it was more than likely that her body, not her brain, was instinctively doing the work. Kelly wanted to run, she wanted to get away from this hell which she had been sentenced to, but she felt the vaguely familiar needle piercing her skin and she knew that she had lost. Even though she was now drugged, the staff didn't take any chances with her. One of the guards helped the aide strap her down to a gurney in order to quietly transport her. On the way there, Kelly could only make faint, incomprehensible noises as a form of protest. She didn't have the strength to fight the restraints, not that it would do her any good anyway. Instead, she tried to focus on the visuals; the room she was being wheeled into and the fact that it looked worse than her cell, if that could even be a possibility.
Yes, her second day in this hospital from hell was off to a shitty start.
@Rawk
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"Hey, Nate..." Jennifer tapped him a few times on the arm, even though he was driving and her actions were distracting him. "Did Michaels put you up to this?" She pointed to the center console screen where the message was being displayed.
Who the hell is Elijah Craigh?
"Do you know this guy--oh, that's convenient," she added, looking at the map that had suddenly appeared on the screen. It's only a 5 and a half hour drive to meet up with him."
Jennifer shook her head. It was already later in the evening and she was still hungry, but now that they had received the cryptic message, her night was just about to get longer. Nathan did want to find answers, and she knew he wasn't the type to back down, not from something like this.
"Can we at least get some food before we go? I'm sure we all need it..."
@Subject Zero
@Rawk
Who the hell is Elijah Craigh?
"Do you know this guy--oh, that's convenient," she added, looking at the map that had suddenly appeared on the screen. It's only a 5 and a half hour drive to meet up with him."
Jennifer shook her head. It was already later in the evening and she was still hungry, but now that they had received the cryptic message, her night was just about to get longer. Nathan did want to find answers, and she knew he wasn't the type to back down, not from something like this.
"Can we at least get some food before we go? I'm sure we all need it..."
@Subject Zero
@Rawk
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Name: Kelly Denver
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Appearance/Description: Kelly has a dark complexion, that which is accentuated by her hair when it is occasionally dyed. She has dark-brown eyes and full lips. When not at work, Kelly has a tongue piercing which she believes to be a great conversation starter.
Height: 5'4
Weight: 125 lbs
Personality: Fun, bubbly, although when it is time to work she'll be as serious as the next person in the room.
Occupation/Skills: Assistant to the Vice President's Chief of Staff. Working in the White House comes with its obvious perks, such as having first-hand knowledge on the government's day-to-day operations and having the opportunity to meet some high-ranking individuals.
Bio: Prior to her admittance into Bridgewater State Hospital, Kelly had the seemingly perfect life. She had a great job, lived in a nice condo in downtown D.C., and was a total social butterfly when she was not tied up at work. Unfortunately, her life took a turn for the worse just after her 31st birthday. Kelly had to work late one Friday evening, and after finally leaving work, she headed to her favorite bar to meet some friends. Even though they were patiently waiting, Kelly never showed. As a matter of fact, she never even made it to her car. Instead, she was taken by surprise. As she strolled across the south lawn of the White House, someone grabbed her and pulled her behind some tree. Kelly was only able to see the black leather jacket and black gloves her assailant wore as struggled against them, but after the uncomfortable sting on her neck, her vision became blurred and she found it impossible to move. She had been paralyzed.
What came next was unexpected. She heard noises behind her, those which terrified her because she couldn't even turn around to take a good look at whatever was going on. As she tried to wrap her mind around the current situation, Kelly felt some soft fur brush against her left cheek. Whoever was doing this to her had gently positioned her to face away from them, so she could not do anything even though she heard a low growl half an inch from her ear. Her worst fear then came to life when she felt the painful bite at the base of her neck. Kelly wanted to scream, she wanted to thrash her legs and arms and more importantly, she wanted to get away from the monstrous being that was causing such great harm to her. But instead, she just lay on her back, a single tear pooling on her eye before gravity pulled it down towards the soft grass.
Kelly wasn't too sure about what happened next as she lost all consciousness. When she finally woke up in a random field, all she had with her was a manila folder with clips, photos, and other types of evidence implicating her in the murder of one of her co-workers, that amongst other terrible crimes. She sat in awe as she went through the documents, and the photos of her apartment with planted evidence hit her the hardest. There was also a note instructing her to avoid contact with anyone else, informing her that the second she went to the police or to a hospital, all the evidence would be released. Whoever had framed her did a damn good job. Kelly decided she wasn't going to play by their rules. The wound at the base of her neck had been bandaged, but she knew she needed to get professional help. It took her a few days to get back to Washington D.C., but once there, she came across trouble. Apparently, whoever she was up against hadn't played by the rules either. Her face was plastered in every place imaginable; and she was wanted by the same government she worked for not too long ago. Figuring her best chance was to get out of the country, Kelly fled. She headed northeast in a vehicle she had carjacked from a poor stranger, but not before she switched license plates to avoid getting caught for as long as possible.
Some time later, near Boston, Massachusetts, Kelly was pulled over by the police after she was carelessly caught getting some lunch. She was followed for some time as the officer had to match the license plate to the vehicle, but when a positive hit came back, he knew he had the right suspect. Alone, and scared for her life, Kelly fled on foot, but she didn't last long. She was locked up, tried in court, and found guilty for the crimes she hadn't committed. Due to the nature of the evidence, a decision was made to have Kelly admitted to the hospital instead of locking her up in prison. She's been there ever since, but with each passing day, she feels her sanity slowly leaving her.
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Appearance/Description: Kelly has a dark complexion, that which is accentuated by her hair when it is occasionally dyed. She has dark-brown eyes and full lips. When not at work, Kelly has a tongue piercing which she believes to be a great conversation starter.
Height: 5'4
Weight: 125 lbs
Personality: Fun, bubbly, although when it is time to work she'll be as serious as the next person in the room.
Occupation/Skills: Assistant to the Vice President's Chief of Staff. Working in the White House comes with its obvious perks, such as having first-hand knowledge on the government's day-to-day operations and having the opportunity to meet some high-ranking individuals.
Bio: Prior to her admittance into Bridgewater State Hospital, Kelly had the seemingly perfect life. She had a great job, lived in a nice condo in downtown D.C., and was a total social butterfly when she was not tied up at work. Unfortunately, her life took a turn for the worse just after her 31st birthday. Kelly had to work late one Friday evening, and after finally leaving work, she headed to her favorite bar to meet some friends. Even though they were patiently waiting, Kelly never showed. As a matter of fact, she never even made it to her car. Instead, she was taken by surprise. As she strolled across the south lawn of the White House, someone grabbed her and pulled her behind some tree. Kelly was only able to see the black leather jacket and black gloves her assailant wore as struggled against them, but after the uncomfortable sting on her neck, her vision became blurred and she found it impossible to move. She had been paralyzed.
What came next was unexpected. She heard noises behind her, those which terrified her because she couldn't even turn around to take a good look at whatever was going on. As she tried to wrap her mind around the current situation, Kelly felt some soft fur brush against her left cheek. Whoever was doing this to her had gently positioned her to face away from them, so she could not do anything even though she heard a low growl half an inch from her ear. Her worst fear then came to life when she felt the painful bite at the base of her neck. Kelly wanted to scream, she wanted to thrash her legs and arms and more importantly, she wanted to get away from the monstrous being that was causing such great harm to her. But instead, she just lay on her back, a single tear pooling on her eye before gravity pulled it down towards the soft grass.
Kelly wasn't too sure about what happened next as she lost all consciousness. When she finally woke up in a random field, all she had with her was a manila folder with clips, photos, and other types of evidence implicating her in the murder of one of her co-workers, that amongst other terrible crimes. She sat in awe as she went through the documents, and the photos of her apartment with planted evidence hit her the hardest. There was also a note instructing her to avoid contact with anyone else, informing her that the second she went to the police or to a hospital, all the evidence would be released. Whoever had framed her did a damn good job. Kelly decided she wasn't going to play by their rules. The wound at the base of her neck had been bandaged, but she knew she needed to get professional help. It took her a few days to get back to Washington D.C., but once there, she came across trouble. Apparently, whoever she was up against hadn't played by the rules either. Her face was plastered in every place imaginable; and she was wanted by the same government she worked for not too long ago. Figuring her best chance was to get out of the country, Kelly fled. She headed northeast in a vehicle she had carjacked from a poor stranger, but not before she switched license plates to avoid getting caught for as long as possible.
Some time later, near Boston, Massachusetts, Kelly was pulled over by the police after she was carelessly caught getting some lunch. She was followed for some time as the officer had to match the license plate to the vehicle, but when a positive hit came back, he knew he had the right suspect. Alone, and scared for her life, Kelly fled on foot, but she didn't last long. She was locked up, tried in court, and found guilty for the crimes she hadn't committed. Due to the nature of the evidence, a decision was made to have Kelly admitted to the hospital instead of locking her up in prison. She's been there ever since, but with each passing day, she feels her sanity slowly leaving her.
I guess I'll post? Assuming JJ's in the front seat and saw the message.
Alright, should we have an overnight time skip?
Lily unlocked the handcuffs, happy to finally have full use of her hands once more. She rubbed her wrists as Donny headed upstairs, where he subtly threatened her with a passive aggressive statement. Great. At least Lily knew what not to do now to piss him off and send him on another rampage.
"Have a good night," she replied, tossing the cuffs on the couch. After he turned around and left, Lily reached for her phone. Still dead. She knew it couldn't magically charge without being plugged in, but if he had a cable which fit her phone then she'd be set. The AC kicked in then, and given that she was directly under one of the vents, Lily couldn't help but shudder.
Goddammit I'm cold...
She went back to the same bathroom she broke out of a few minutes prior, smiling to herself when she found a white bathrobe hanging from behind the door which she hadn't noticed before. After she removed her wet clothes and put on the robe, Lily looked around the cabinet to hopefully find a spare toothbrush, and luckily for her, she did.
A few minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom and lay down on the couch. Lily made herself comfortable before grabbing the remote and settling on one of the local channels showing reruns of some reality TV show. After the long night she'd had, it took Lily 10 minutes to drift off to sleep, the TV still playing in the background.
@Doc Doctor
"Have a good night," she replied, tossing the cuffs on the couch. After he turned around and left, Lily reached for her phone. Still dead. She knew it couldn't magically charge without being plugged in, but if he had a cable which fit her phone then she'd be set. The AC kicked in then, and given that she was directly under one of the vents, Lily couldn't help but shudder.
Goddammit I'm cold...
She went back to the same bathroom she broke out of a few minutes prior, smiling to herself when she found a white bathrobe hanging from behind the door which she hadn't noticed before. After she removed her wet clothes and put on the robe, Lily looked around the cabinet to hopefully find a spare toothbrush, and luckily for her, she did.
A few minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom and lay down on the couch. Lily made herself comfortable before grabbing the remote and settling on one of the local channels showing reruns of some reality TV show. After the long night she'd had, it took Lily 10 minutes to drift off to sleep, the TV still playing in the background.
@Doc Doctor
Madison opened the door to leave Mr. K's office, some paperwork had just arrived for him through the mail slot so she would give him his privacy. When she stepped outside, though, she noticed a couple of students amidst a battle of their own. Almost immediately, she closed the door again and turned to her teacher.
"Something's going on right outside your door," she said matter of factly, "I believe it's two students going at it with whatever elemental ability they possess. Thought you should know."
Madison stepped aside, not wanting to interfere with the fight outside in order to avoid being collateral damage. Instead, she would let Mr. Kessinger handle things the proper way. If those two fools outside couldn't settle their differences in a more appropriate manner, then Mr. Kessinger would do it for them.
@Sif
@Azereiah
@FaithsRose
"Something's going on right outside your door," she said matter of factly, "I believe it's two students going at it with whatever elemental ability they possess. Thought you should know."
Madison stepped aside, not wanting to interfere with the fight outside in order to avoid being collateral damage. Instead, she would let Mr. Kessinger handle things the proper way. If those two fools outside couldn't settle their differences in a more appropriate manner, then Mr. Kessinger would do it for them.
@Sif
@Azereiah
@FaithsRose
Unbelievable. The man truly did have talent, and she was lucky. Yes, Lily made the right choice by following her gut instinct. You simply don't kill a man like Donny and get away with it, even if his own heart stops beating before you deliver the final blow. Could all this have been a test then? She had quite a few questions she was dying to ask him...
"Yes, you and I both want to see him dead," Lily finally said, her blank expression refusing to betray any sort of emotion. She didn't say anything else; she refused to. Given that she was, in fact, on the wrong end of the gun, Lily would proceed with extreme caution from this point forward. She would cooperate with Donny on his quest to bring Red Claw down, but she wouldn't turn into his hostage again, not as long as she was alive. He may be playing nice now, but Lily knew what the man was capable of.
"Although, if we're gonna be working together, you're gonna treat me like an equal," she added, dropping the handful of stuff on the couch before putting her hands in front of her. "And you can start by taking these off now."
@Doc Doctor
"Yes, you and I both want to see him dead," Lily finally said, her blank expression refusing to betray any sort of emotion. She didn't say anything else; she refused to. Given that she was, in fact, on the wrong end of the gun, Lily would proceed with extreme caution from this point forward. She would cooperate with Donny on his quest to bring Red Claw down, but she wouldn't turn into his hostage again, not as long as she was alive. He may be playing nice now, but Lily knew what the man was capable of.
"Although, if we're gonna be working together, you're gonna treat me like an equal," she added, dropping the handful of stuff on the couch before putting her hands in front of her. "And you can start by taking these off now."
@Doc Doctor
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