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"So don't be sad,"He smiled "Cherish those moments spent."
Yumi smiled slightly. "Yes you are right."
((Hey we should probably wait on Safia cause we don't want to leave anyone behind...))
(gosh now I feel bored all my other rp groups are dead or non responsive at the moment.)
((Aw, I'm sorry guys! :c You definitely don't have to wait for me or anyone else. Classes have started and I've been as busy as hell recently, but I'll try to get to replying more often!))Jackson winked at the girl. Is this what flirting was like? He didn't really know. Girls had flirted with him before, but he'd never returned the favor, mainly because he hadn't had the time or patience for something as trivial as thinking someone was attractive. Although for some reason the girl was different; he actually did think she was pretty, and for once he said it aloud. Well. Technically he said it in his mind, but with a mindreader it was somewhat the same thing, right? Jackson scoffed; he shouldn't be thinking this way. For hell's sake, he was insane. He couldn't think about liking somebody when he had the potential to kill them at any moment.
Turning to Lane, he listened to the pair's exchange with increasing interest. And he thought his life was hard. It must be a terrible feeling to know that someone's father raped their mother, and Jackson felt uncomfortable around that subject. Unsure of how or whether or not to say sorry, he kept quiet. His last sentence struck him by surprise though; cherish those moments spent. Maybe these asylum loons were more in depth that he'd suspected. Jackson sighed. "Too late for that. I don't think any of us will be seeing our families any time soon."
Yumi glanced at Jacksen. She blushed as he winked at her. She had never really flirted like this before. She decided to continue since she sort of liked him. "Well you aren't to bad yourself..."
Lane shrugged,he honestly didn't care anymore about his family,if they wanted him back they wouldn't have kept him locked away.
Yumi nodded slowly. She missed her family, but they had been terrible to her. Her father had abused her in every way possible. Her mother tried to help her, but her efforts had been useless. Now that she thought about it she actually preferred it at the asylum. The last words she had said to her family were "I'd rather live in this hell hole than with you!" Maybe what she had said was true.
"Why thank you, darling," he said genuinely, sort of blushing by that time. Jackson was honestly taken aback; he'd never been called anything remotely close to attractive before. This was a welcome difference. He would enjoy every second of it.To Lane, he nodded a bit, as if he understood what his shrug meant. He probably didn't care about his family. Jackson himself wasn't fond of who'd raised him, and they did throw him here when they couldn't take him anymore, but he didn't think he could outright hate him. The people who'd stuck with a maniac like him for all those years were worth something, right...?
Jackson sighed, staring out the window again. He wasn't sure what to say. Social interactions escaped him; he was never really sure how to talk to others. Eventually, he muttered, "I hate it here." Louder, he added, "How do you guys like it here?"
"Well its no happy place like in he brochure, "He started'Go figure.'His dark half snorted but he ignored it again
"But its okay."
Jackson laughed. "You've got that right. But I don't think any asylum really lives up to its expectations, yeah?" Already, he was beginning to like the people he'd met here. Surprisingly. Jackson had initially thought that he'd immediately hate everyone here, like what happened whenever his family forced him to go to school or public meetings. Somehow, he was at ease with these people. Maybe because they had something in common. What a joke.
Yumi smiled at Jacksen. She saw in his mind that he enjoyed her flirting with him. "So..Jacksen.." She said as she moved her hand slowly towards his "you ever had a..girlfriend?"
Lane's ears twitched at the girlfriend question and he opened his mouth as if to ask what that was when he closed it and looked away over at Will who was quiet.
Yumi glanced at Lane as she slid her hand across the table towards Jacksen's hand. "What? Do you not know what that is?" She asked. It amused her slightly, but she hid it so his feelings wouldn't be hurt.
"No,I've been in a dungeon all my life.I never interacted with people in that way."Lane smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah."His cheeks turned a vibrant red as he looked away
((Argh i forgot about waiting in safia!!!!))
(dhxgdjdgdhdg!!!!! so did I dammit! DX Ugh I'm an idiot)
((You guys can continue! I'm on vacation for three days so I can't really reply.))
((Oh its ok. We are patient enough to wait.))
(yeah take as much time as you need! ;3 )
((omg thank you sweethearts! <3 I'm literally so bad at replying to roleplays. You guys are so nice despite my delays awww. c: ))Jackson almost spit out the drink he was sipping at Yumi's comment. Did she really think he'd ever had a girlfriend? There was absolutely nothing attractive about him; if they weren't turned off by his appearance, surely his psychotic nature would scare them away. But he'd never tried. Quite honestly, Jackson had thought he was asexual for the longest time, and even now he wasn't sure where his preferences lay. But he could appreciate Yumi's appearance and personality, and she seemed to like him well enough, so he decided to be nice. Controlling his bipolarity was difficult and he was surprised he'd held it under control for so long, and he knew it would be only a matter of time before he cracked. But he could spare a few kind words.
"I dunno. What do you think?" he asked, smirking slyly a bit.
At Lane's confusion, he almost smiled. Jackson didn't think he'd know what a relationship even was if not for the school he was forced to go to; if he'd been living in a dungeon all his life, Jackson didn't blame him. "Don't be embarrassed. I barely know how this whole people thing works either." With that, he widened his tiny smile into something more encouraging, hoping it was a sign of friendliness. It probably looked more creepy than anything, but hey, he was trying.
((OMG OMG guys I am soooo sorry!! I took a break from goodreads and just started rping again a few days ago!!!))
((ahh I feel you, I take breaks from Goodreads and roleplaying on pretty much a weekly basis. You're fine!))
Yumi smiled back. She could see in his mind that he was trying hard to keep his bipolarity under control, but it didn't bother her too much. "Well I'm sure you've had a few girlfriends before..." She said as she touched his hand lightly.
Jackson smiled slightly. "A girl? Not a chance," he answered, although in his mind his thoughts were wandering back to a pretty young thing by the name of Alice that he'd stumbled upon when he was young, back when he was accepted and loved both by his family and his friends. She'd obviously had a crush on him, and his affections for her were definitely not friendly -- but it never worked out. Jackson was a failure. He couldn't keep anyone he loved safe, let alone get a girl. He bit his lip anxiously in thought of what had happened with her; his bipolarity had set off, before they'd even known about his condition. And he ended up hurting her. Badly. Alice never wanted anything to do with Jackson again.That incident left him with scars he never wanted to talk about again.
Yumi looked intently into his mind. She knew he was probably hiding something. Looking into his mind she saw his memories of Alice. "I'm sorry that happened to you. With me it could be...different. I have powers that could keep those things from happening."
Jackson smirked a bit. "Right." He knew something would be different if he dated a girl from an asylum -- that was a granted, obviously. But he didn't want to take any chances. He didn't want to hurt her, but more selfishly, he didn't want to hurt himself. Besides, Jackson wasn't even entirely sure about his feelings towards Yumi. Yeah, she was nice, and relatively pretty, but he didn't think he had a crush on her. For hell's sake, they'd just met, and she was asking to be his girlfriend? Did every relationship progress so quickly? He hoped not. That was frightening. "Powers? You mean, you have more powers than mind reading?" he asked, trying to change the subject for a moment while he sorted through his thoughts.
Yumi nodded. "Lots of powers. Some I don't even know..." she knew she was being too forward about dating, so she decided to apologize "Sorry...I know we just met. Let's get to know each other first." She said with a smile.
"That must be scary," he said in surprise. He couldn't imagine not knowing the extent of his powers. That meant he could hurt anybody or get hurt by anybody as well, and he didn't like that at all. Jackson sighed slightly; he'd probably overreacted. Hell, he kept forgetting that Yumi could read minds, which was both creepy and alluring to him. He leaned forward on the table, resting his chin on his fists as he leaned towards her. "I'm sorry. I probably shouldn't have been so rejecting anyway. Let's start of as friends, then?" he suggested, offering one hand for her to shake and leaning back casually as he did so.
Yumi shook his hand politely. "Yes..friends." She agreed.
((Soooooo sorry!!! My stupid phone didn't alert me when you posted last!!!!))
((You're fine!))Jackson smiled at her agreement, fiddling with his fork awkwardly. He wasn't sure what to do now. If they were friends now, then what were they supposed to do? What did friends even do? Jackson only had one friend before, and still, it wasn't a very good friendship, considering how Jackson practically hated the boy. Gritting his teeth a bit at the thought of him, he said, "Wanna explore?" He hadn't explored the asylum at all yet.
"Cool," Jackson replied with a wry smile. She seemed okay with it, but she also seemed to nonchalant. Anxiously, he wondered if his wanting to slow this non-relationship, or whatever it was, down, scared her off. He hoped not. He glanced down at his suddenly damp palms and realized he was nervous. Nervous? About a girl? He snorted aloud but managed to disguise it as a cough. This was ridiculous. "Where d'you wanna go?"
Yumi shrugged "I don't care. Anywhere is alright with me."
"Okay," Jackson said, thinking even before she'd answered. There were so many possibilities, especially since he'd never explored the asylum in its entirety before. It'd be fun. At least, he would hope so. "How 'bout the nurse's office?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. Surely, there'd be drugs and medicines there. Although Jackson had promised to himself after several incidents that he wouldn't do drugs again, a little wouldn't hurt. And getting high wasn't the point. The point was, he was here to cause chaos, and breaking into the drug supply would surely do just that.
Yumi saw his plan in his mind and smirked. "Well that'd be fun! You know what would happen if we got caught though right?" she said, lowering her voice so no guards would hear
"Of course I do. That's what makes it all the more fun," Jackson told Yumi with a wicked grin, the mischievous side taking the better of his usual judgment. He shrugged, however, and added, "I dunno. I don't really care what they do to me here. They'll never break me. And what's life if you don't live a little?" His smile, although sly, was genuine now. He truly believed that he needed to do something significant and monumental before his final hours, and he wouldn't be comfortable dying without anyone remembering his name. Jackson suddenly got up from the table, pushing the food away. He never had an appetite for the sort of thing, anyway. "Ready to go?"
Yumi smirked and nodded. She liked the adventurous side of Jacksen.
"Let's go, then!" Jackson cheered, almost giddy. It had been awhile since he'd done something destructive, something that he could be remembered for. He was missing the feeling of pride when looking at his work, even if the consequences were greater than the actions themselves. Ever since Jackson had arrived at the asylum, he'd been yearning to do something like this. He was glad he had a counterpart this time, though. That'd make it a lot more fun. ((Move to the nurse's office?))
Yumi followed him towards the nurses office((Yep))
Not entirely true,he didn't know much about his father except for the fact that he raped his mother (who he doesn't know either) which was how he was created.