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[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

"Oh. Where did you become so educated?"

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

Mary watched the pen in mild interest. It looked fancy and expensive, just proof that his family had indeed done well. "Are they like, professors there or something?"

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

Mary, who didn't know much about socialization because she was a much less used personality than most, only looked back at Vik in confusion.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis), Life's a dance, you learn as you go.]

"Well what are you here for that was so urgent you had to come here?" Mary asked, feeling a bit bad because she was asking so many questions as well as because this man could have been so happy with a great job but wound up here.

[Kat]

A nurse sat in a chair, flipping through a magazine. Watching the few patients that were there.

Meanwhile, Scarlett had one had on the back of a chair. Practicing her pleas, with excellent posture. Her pale blue tank top was covered by a loose shirt and sweatpants. Her hair fell loosely around her face, eyes toward the ceiling with her neck extend. For, what else was she to do?

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Raven, meanwhile, was on the other side of the room and staring out the window. He was thinking about Arabelle, the plans he had to make and the things he had to do in order to keep her cooperating. It was much harder to work with an insane person than a simply terrified one, and it would require some work on his part. Nonetheless, he was fairly sure he could pull it off. It was, after all, what he was known for.

[Kat]

((Sorry, plea-ays? I don't know. All I know is that's like all I do in ballet.))

Her dark eyes flicked towards him, the only person there that didn't seem to be completely... disconnected. She decided it was okay to stop, and took a seat a few yards away from him.

((sorry I had to bring in the grocerie))

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Raven turned his head to observe the room, and he caught the eye of a girl who had obviously just gotten up to sit next to him. She was new too--he thought Scarlett was her name. "What are you looking at, girlie?"

[Kat]

"Not much." The words escaped her lips, as if by challenge, but there was no telling. Her eyes were completely neutral. Was she calling him nothing? Or just replying nonchalantly?

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Raven raised an eyebrow and turned around in the chair. "You think so?"

[Kat]

"Yeah." She replied easily, feeling a bit pissed off today. Her eyes travelled to the window he had just been looking at. "But if you don't like people looking at you, then just say so."

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"I've only got a problem with people looking at me when they stare and make judgements," Raven corrected. "Both of which you seem to be doing, so I want to know: what's so interesting about me as compared to the others?"

[Kat]

((Sorry had to bring in groceries (my mom's)))
"You don't seem to be as blunt or idiotic about your insanity." She explained, taking on that, I don't care tone again.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"Insanity," Raven repeated. He grinned and snickered a little. Amusement spent, he said, "And what makes you think I'm insane anyway? Not everybody in this prison has literally lost their mind, you know. Like you, for instance. You're in for bipolar disorder, not insanity." If she was going to be snappy about things, he wasn't going to bother trying to keep cool with her. She seemed like the kind of person who got provoked easily, at least at the moment, so why not try using information? That upset some people, and such was his reasoning. "Isn't that right, Scarlett?"

[Kat]

She laughed. "Yeah, I'm in here for manic depressive-ness. Sure, but it's still in the category of psycology, and therefore I infer that something's wrong with my brain. On some level, I'm not normal. So society says I'm insane. Also, you're in an asylum. You're obviously not functional enough to be in the regular world without harming yourself or others." She didn't care, though she could be provoked, it didn't bother her. Most nurses could read her bio to her.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

((Except he's not a nurse. He's a patient. XD))

"That's what they say," he agreed, but rolled his eyes. "They're wrong, of course, but it's what they say." And really, were the nurses so off the point? Raven wondered. He'd developed a reputation for being a predator around the asylum, and he couldn't say he didn't enjoy it, so maybe there was something up with his mind. It was this or jail time, anyway, but still--he didn't like being called 'messed up'. Especially when nothing was confirmed.

[Kat]

((Yeah, I know. I was just saying that she's used to people knowing about her. :) ))
"They might be wrong but they have a lot of people that support them. So, who cares if they're right or wrong? All they need is people to believe them and they're as right as rain." She replied, kicking up her feet on the couch, eyes falling from his face and observing the people. So far away, distant.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"Ain't that the truth." Raven sighed and gave another roll of his eyes. He studied her. "Though you seem a little depressed today. If you want me to shut up and vice versa, just say so."

[Kat]

"I have my ups and downs." It came out of her lips before she could think about it. She laughed, but it wasn't joyful. It was ironic and bitter. "Nah, I'd kill myself. So boring."

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"Why not, instead of killing yourself, give a murderer the job?" He gestured around them at the others. "There are plenty here who would be happy to oblige, myself included. Make somebody happy and die at the same time--killing two birds with one stone."

[Kat]

"It wasn't intended to be literal. Plus, you'd probably make it more painful than needed. I would just OD on Tylenol." She retorted.

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Raven laughed. "And you try to talk to me about boring," he scoffed. "Overdose deaths are absolutely pathetic. No chutzpah in them at all!"

[Kat]

"Better that way. Gotta keep a theme in life. If possible." She replied.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"That what you think?" Raven raised his eyebrows and poked at her. "Loosen up, Scarlett. Might do you some good."

[Kat]

"Get back to me in forty eight hours. Maybe I'll be on my high." Scar informed him. "What about you? Why do you like hurting people?"

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"Wish I knew." Raven shrugged. "I just do. Most of it's probably because of my crappy life. I hear insecure childhoods do that kind of thing to you."

[Kat]

"You don't feel bad about it? Think the world owes you something?" She asked, genuinely interested.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Raven thought about that for a moment. "Does my sister's life count?" he asked. "Or a pair of parents that actually care? Because if so, then yes, the world does owe me something. Lots of somethings."

[Kat]

"Naw. The world doesn't owe you a damn thing. You got your life, and that's it. After that you're on your own and how you cope with whatever you get. That sucks though." Scar commented.
((Gtg, ttyl))

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Raven laughed, and the sound wasn't even bitter. He truly found the comment to be funny, and only because it was true. "You see, that's why you have to loosen up," he told Scarlett. "Because then you get all philosophical on me."

[Kat]

"My bad, what would you prefer?" She asked, his laugh finding a way to her lips for a moment as she turned to face him.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Raven looked thoughtful, then he shrugged. Nothing had come to him. "Dunno," he said. "Just don't be depressed or philosophical. Anything else is probably fine."

[Kat]

"Okay. You know how to dance?" She replied, trying not to be either of those things.

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"Sure." Raven raised his eyebrows, unsure. Why on earth would it matter if he knew how to dance? "I know how to dance. Why?"

[Kat]

"Because I like to dance." She replied, standing up. She did a quick ballet performance, doing a few twirls and a jump, effortlessly for she had been doing it for years. To her it was completely amateur-like, but it was actually quite impressive.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Raven grinned, nodding. "Nice," he said, clapping a few times. "But you know I'm a guy. So I don't do ballet." He thought a moment, trying to remember the dances he did know how to do, which was more than a little hard because he hadn't danced in years. "I can tango, I can slow dance, and there are a bunch of old Indian tribal dances that I know..." he mused, then looked up at Scarlett with mock severity. "And no, before you ask, I will not take off my clothes and do a rain dance for you."

[Kat]

She laughed a little. "Darn." Mockingly, she looked dissapointed. "And I'll have you know there are plenty of guy ballet dancers. How do you think people get to be on Broadway? Plus, you get to touch girls all the time." She teased.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"Oh my God." Raven shook his head, smirking and shooting Scarlett a look. "What do you think I am, a player? If I want to touch girls I go out on a date with them like a normal person, Scarlett." He reached out and poked her a few times then, and sat back. "Or I just do that."

[Kat]

"No, I just know that you're a teenage boy. And teenage boys can be a little..." She trailed off, trying to think of the right word.

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Raven raised his eyebrows and waited, arms crossing. "What? Teenage boys are a little what?"

[Kat]

Her eyes darted to his, and she smiled, "Perverted. Stereotypically." She took a step back, arms up in surrender.

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"Okay, what the hell?" Raven's voice was flat. "I didn't know you were one of those idiots who made those sorts of assumptions, Scarlett. You disappoint me."

[Kat]

"My apologies for growing up in a stereotypical community." She retorted.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

That made him laugh. "Apology not accepted," he said, poking at her teasingly. "You must understand, I wasn't part of a community. Ever. So I can't sympathize with you."

[Kat]

She poked him back, in the arm. "Well, then I guess I'll have to change my ways." Guessing this, she sat down on the table.

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"I guess you will." Raven, in turn, poked at her once more. "I always love it when people assume they have to change for me because I ask them to. I've been told I'm intimidating, but really it's kind of funny. I practically have the whole place wrapped around my finger by now."

[Kat]

"Oh, well then I guess I won't change just to be a piss ant." She changed her mind, poking him, again.

((Gtg, ttyl))

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

Raven stuck his tongue out and then snapped at her finger. "You do that, sweetheart."

[Kat]

She drew back. "Is that a challenge?"

[Hope , I belong here more than they do.]

"Maybe," Raven said, sly and mysterious. His smile matched his tone.