A Storm is Brewing

[Mc Samm]

Ward B was on the second floor of the The St.Mary's building. Really there was only two floors and then a separate building fenced off from the rest of the institute.

It was some time in December but it's hard to know for sure, Time passes so slowly here that every day feelings both repetitive and exhilarating. Today was no exception to that rule as new patients from ward C were moving into ward B. This was a very rare occasion and happened roughly once every six months, though not many patients stay that long.

The average span for anybody else in these wards is roughly 2-3 months and in ward A it's an even shorter time, some patients only stay for weeks. But those from Ward C were lifers. They are a special breed of crazy. And now submersed with the current patients, there chances the possibility for disaster.

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First day in a brand new ward with brand new people and brand new places. People started to smell different to Solvain. He hadn't seen anyone in a long time let alone a big rush of messed up people. He had only seen his doctor for the past few months and the doctor determined that Solvain was ready to be around people again.
"I think being around other people would be critical to your recovery"

There was this odd thrill about walking down the hall to his room that had been missing the past few months. People meant connections to the outside, connections meant perks and drugs and other thrills, and Solvain knew how to get these things. He looked for younger spirits to connect with but he wasn't embarrassed to look at some older women or nurses. They would love a young boy to pay them attention in a place full of wild creatures.

Solvain appeared to be overly normal to the naked eye. He didn't need to lie or cheat or yell as so many of these people needed to however he seemed to situate himself in a position of power usually. He was a powerful man in actuality. His father was a lawyer and his mother a very popular noble women in the town. His sister is an actress for the theater and would couch her brother on ways to look proud and rich.

The dinning hall had a smell of rubbing people and food that was too bland to manage. Solvain took a deep breath and sat down waiting to have food brought to him.

[Cockey Von Murdertits]

Maggie stared at the mug sitting in front of her for quite some time since it had been set before her, filled with tea. She passed her gaze slowly to the empty mugs that surrounded hers. She shifted her eyes, then, to the young nurse who had placed it there. There was nothing unusual about her behavior today, at least she was held in no more suspicion than usual. The nurse looked at Maggie looking at her and Maggie flicked an unnatural and twitching smile, as it felt as unnatural for her to wear as it looked on her face. She shifted her gaze back down to the suspect beverage.

She folded her hands in her lap and loomed over the mug and tensed her fingers. She leaned down slightly and smelled it. "Raspberry" she muttered quietly. So engrossed in this daily ritual of suspect food, drink, and, medical care she had barely noticed that someone else had entered the dinning area. While, this was not odd for Maggie as she barely noticed anyone around her, occasionally not even herself, this was someone whom she had never seen before.

Normally, she made sure she was the only one in the dinning area while she ate, even if that meant having to wait till the food was cold and all the others had finished. But now, there was someone here. Someone new. She carefully picked up the cup and sipped at the content, never letting her eyes leave his face.

[Mc Samm]

Solvain nodded to several of the nurses who waited around the hallway frame of the dinning hall and nodded at the two remaining patients as well. One was a rather attractive though sickly looking girl and the other an old fat stout women. The stout women didn't look up from her food though it seemed where as the other girl stared almost as if she couldn't move her eyes anywhere else.

He took the seat directly across from her and two nurses sat beside him one on the left and one on the right. The male nurse was more of a security guard for all sense and purpose and he didn't seem to pleased that of all the empty seating Solvain needed to scare some poor patient.

"Hello there," Solvain said with a tender fearless voice.

[Cockey Von Murdertits]

Maggie tensed her back with a jolt at the greeting. No here really spoke to her, at least no one visible. She glanced around the room for a moment, pursed her lips, and tried to move her head in about twelve different directions at once before suddenly moving it back and staring straight into his face. She leaned forward slightly.

"Yes," she said. She clenched her hands around the mug once again. She was still unsure of him. He was real enough. Though she had heard him speak, but his actions, it seemed to her, mimic the nurses rather than the other patients she had watched with the greatest tenacity.

"Raspberry," she said with an Irish accent that hit one's hears the way an oven mitt does. She jerked the mug an inch or two in Solvain's direction with her hands still gripped tightly around it.

[Mc Samm]

"Raspberry?" Solvain paused at stared at the mug. "You mean that?" Solvain placed his hands over top of hers and moved the cup and her hands closer to him. He took a deep breath to smell the contents of the mug.
"What's your name" He asked, his hands not moving from the mug.

[Cockey Von Murdertits]

Maggie inhaled quickly and sharply, though the content of the mug wasn't even warm, let alone hot, it burned her hands. She started at his hands but jerking her head upwards with an expression that seemed blank though her eyes were wide open to that of a creature that had lived underground most of it's life. "Maggie. Hot" She looked down again at his hands on hers then looked into his face.

[Mc Samm]

"I'm sorry was it burning you?" Solvain removed both Maggie and his hands from the mug. His hands were still Holding Maggie's very lovingly.
"Solvain! You know the rules!" Yelled a large male nurse from across the table.
Solvain disappointingly let go of Maggie's pale hands. He leaned in closer to her and motioned that she move in closer to.
"I'm going to escape from here," He whispered with a smile.

[Cockey Von Murdertits]

Maggie's eye burst open in shock, but from the outside what appeared to be some flavour of terror. She leaned in nervously,
"Now?" She looked at the staff monitoring the two of them, and doing other chores, surveillance or otherwise. She'd remembered what life had been like prior to the Asylum. She'd always assumed it was more things she had believed to be true, but knew could not possible be true. She couldn't imagine leaving this place. He was leaving. What was he?
"Or do you mean you're leaving the room?"

[Mc Samm]

"After group tomorrow." Solvain smiled and stood up. "I look forward to seeing you." Solvain picked up his food which was untouched and moved to sit near the nurses. To him it was a matter of power. To sit near the people who had all the power in some way meant that he too was in control. At least for the night.