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Behind these Walls AU Mature UC *see casting thread*
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Fehr'sBear
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Fehr'sBear
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ooc: okay, so to start, it's morning. And just so you all know, everyone is now at the center, but the roswellians just arrived, so the other kids aren't exactly talking to them yet, since no one new has arrived in a while. Therefore, there isn't really coupling yet as dating goes, okay? So don't jump right into it. 
Eliza
When I open my eyes and embrace the fuzzy world that has been all I've seen during the day for seventeen years, I let out a sigh. Last night had been a late one, because I had been wandering around, just looking in on all my friends, and watching them sleep. Because at night, I can see things, and it slightly makes up for the disappointment that during the day I'm blind.
Scooting over, out of the bed, I follow the pattern that I've been using to get around the room, grasping for the clothes I always set out at night, because then I can see what I'm taking out. Pulling on a pair of jeans and a black sweater, I stand up completely and walk into the bathroom, feeling along the walls so I don't miss the door. Even after all these years, I don't feel comfortable all the time, and need to feel things to find my way.
Once I'm in there, I brush my hair and teeth almost mechanically, then leave the room to find Keith. Keith; my lifesaver. He helps me around during the day, and when I need him most, he's always there. Out of all of the people at this center, he is the one that I trust the most, and usually I spend all of my time with him.
"Keith, it's Eliza," I say quietly once I feel my way to his door, just two down the hall from mine. "Wake up, sleepyhead," I call through the door, knocking lightly. He'd been asleep when I was awake last night, so he's probably still sleeping. I swear, why do boys sleep so much?
Eliza
When I open my eyes and embrace the fuzzy world that has been all I've seen during the day for seventeen years, I let out a sigh. Last night had been a late one, because I had been wandering around, just looking in on all my friends, and watching them sleep. Because at night, I can see things, and it slightly makes up for the disappointment that during the day I'm blind.
Scooting over, out of the bed, I follow the pattern that I've been using to get around the room, grasping for the clothes I always set out at night, because then I can see what I'm taking out. Pulling on a pair of jeans and a black sweater, I stand up completely and walk into the bathroom, feeling along the walls so I don't miss the door. Even after all these years, I don't feel comfortable all the time, and need to feel things to find my way.
Once I'm in there, I brush my hair and teeth almost mechanically, then leave the room to find Keith. Keith; my lifesaver. He helps me around during the day, and when I need him most, he's always there. Out of all of the people at this center, he is the one that I trust the most, and usually I spend all of my time with him.
"Keith, it's Eliza," I say quietly once I feel my way to his door, just two down the hall from mine. "Wake up, sleepyhead," I call through the door, knocking lightly. He'd been asleep when I was awake last night, so he's probably still sleeping. I swear, why do boys sleep so much?
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madroswellfan
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~~~~~KEITH~~~~~
"Keith, it's Eliza,"
Sleeeep....tooo early...must be dreaming....
"Wake up, sleepyhead,"
A bang accompanies the voice. I yawn and slowly open my eyes. I quickly rub them as I slowly sit up. Another morning....another day trapped in here. Its only then I realise Eliza's outside the door. Quickly I grab my trousers and yank them on. I don't want her to have to stand in the corridor for long...you never know who might come running down the corridors that she wouldn't see.
I quickly go to the door and open it. I give her a smile. "Hey...sorry...was asleep...come in...I'll just get up.
I quickly cross over to my bed and start making it. I then grab a top and sling it on.
"You sleep alright?" I ask as I quickly check my hair.
"Keith, it's Eliza,"
Sleeeep....tooo early...must be dreaming....
"Wake up, sleepyhead,"
A bang accompanies the voice. I yawn and slowly open my eyes. I quickly rub them as I slowly sit up. Another morning....another day trapped in here. Its only then I realise Eliza's outside the door. Quickly I grab my trousers and yank them on. I don't want her to have to stand in the corridor for long...you never know who might come running down the corridors that she wouldn't see.
I quickly go to the door and open it. I give her a smile. "Hey...sorry...was asleep...come in...I'll just get up.
I quickly cross over to my bed and start making it. I then grab a top and sling it on.
"You sleep alright?" I ask as I quickly check my hair.
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Fehr'sBear
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Eliza
"Hey...sorry...was asleep...come in...I'll just get up." I hear from the other side, as I feel the door yanked away, allowing me entrance into Keith's room. I can hear him rushing about, and getting changed, and I smile, listening as he rummages around the room and makes his bed.
"You sleep alright?" He asks, and I just grin, feeling my way over to where he's standing near the bed.
"No, I stayed up all night and wandered around. But you were sleeping alright, I noticed," I tell him brightly, feeling none of the effects of sleeplessness at all. Thank god, because I hardly ever get it. Now, anyone else would probably think it was weird that someone came to watch them at night, but not Keith. I guess it's because I can't see him during the day, and I like to see people. It makes it a little less hard on me to imagine what they look like when I'm talking to them.
Like right now I bet he's got extremely mussed up hair, because I'm standing near enough to know he's running his arm over his head, probably trying to force it into place.
"Hey...sorry...was asleep...come in...I'll just get up." I hear from the other side, as I feel the door yanked away, allowing me entrance into Keith's room. I can hear him rushing about, and getting changed, and I smile, listening as he rummages around the room and makes his bed.
"You sleep alright?" He asks, and I just grin, feeling my way over to where he's standing near the bed.
"No, I stayed up all night and wandered around. But you were sleeping alright, I noticed," I tell him brightly, feeling none of the effects of sleeplessness at all. Thank god, because I hardly ever get it. Now, anyone else would probably think it was weird that someone came to watch them at night, but not Keith. I guess it's because I can't see him during the day, and I like to see people. It makes it a little less hard on me to imagine what they look like when I'm talking to them.
Like right now I bet he's got extremely mussed up hair, because I'm standing near enough to know he's running his arm over his head, probably trying to force it into place.
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Fehr'sBear
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ooc: this is just an intro post, but if someone wants to talk to him, feel free.
Kieran
*flashes in a nightmare*
A dark, white room closes in, and everything fades to absolute darkness. Then, a flash of light, and hands appear, covered in blood.
*end flash*
I sit up in bed, gasping for breath, wiping my hands on the sheets around me. When I look down at them, breathing heavily, I notice that there is no blood on them, and I'm in my own room, and it's morning. It was just a dream. Closing my eyes and rubbing them, I stare down again. A dream, yeah right, more like a nightmare. I mean, I was in one of those rooms, and I just...blacked out. And then, the blood. There was so much of it....
Wandering into my bathroom, I strip down and get in the shower, letting the freezing cold water wake me up and clear my mind. I've been having dreams like this a lot lately, and it's hard to block them out of my mind. But being surprised, like doused in cold water, seems to help.
Once I'm out of the shower, I get dressed, grab a book, and head down to the recreation room, where a few of those new ones are hanging out. Choosing to ignore them completely, I take a seat in a corner chair near a barred window, and start reading, throwing some headphones on.
Occasionally, I look up, and catch one of them looking at me, but I just stare until they look away. There's a dark haired girl, and another girl with lighter brown hair sitting together, whispering to each other. And then there's this guy in the other corner, who almost looks like he's sleeping, spiky hair sticking out from underneath crossed arms, leaning on a table.
Who are they, that's what I want to know.
Kieran
*flashes in a nightmare*
A dark, white room closes in, and everything fades to absolute darkness. Then, a flash of light, and hands appear, covered in blood.
*end flash*
I sit up in bed, gasping for breath, wiping my hands on the sheets around me. When I look down at them, breathing heavily, I notice that there is no blood on them, and I'm in my own room, and it's morning. It was just a dream. Closing my eyes and rubbing them, I stare down again. A dream, yeah right, more like a nightmare. I mean, I was in one of those rooms, and I just...blacked out. And then, the blood. There was so much of it....
Wandering into my bathroom, I strip down and get in the shower, letting the freezing cold water wake me up and clear my mind. I've been having dreams like this a lot lately, and it's hard to block them out of my mind. But being surprised, like doused in cold water, seems to help.
Once I'm out of the shower, I get dressed, grab a book, and head down to the recreation room, where a few of those new ones are hanging out. Choosing to ignore them completely, I take a seat in a corner chair near a barred window, and start reading, throwing some headphones on.
Occasionally, I look up, and catch one of them looking at me, but I just stare until they look away. There's a dark haired girl, and another girl with lighter brown hair sitting together, whispering to each other. And then there's this guy in the other corner, who almost looks like he's sleeping, spiky hair sticking out from underneath crossed arms, leaning on a table.
Who are they, that's what I want to know.
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madroswellfan
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~~~~~KEITH~~~~~
"No, I stayed up all night and wandered around. But you were sleeping alright, I noticed,"
I smile. "Yep...beds were made to sleep in!" I say. I stare at myself in the mirror but my hair just will not be sorted. A growling sound comes from the back of my throat. Oh well...screw it. I turn round to Eliza and offer my arm. I carefully help her sit on the edge of my "now-made" bed. I smile as I quickly go into my bathroom and quickly start doing my teeth. I don't want Eliza to have me around with bad breath...
I quickly brush my teeth and wash my face. I wonder what else Eliza got up to last night...and who else she visited. I know others would find it wierd being visited...but I don't. She only gets to see me properly at night...so if she wants to come see me thats fine...although part of me wishes she woke me up to do it. But either way...
I sigh as I quickly dry my face and then walk back into my bedroom. I sit down on the bed. "How you feeling this morning?" I ask. "Anything you feel like doing today?" I ask.
"No, I stayed up all night and wandered around. But you were sleeping alright, I noticed,"
I smile. "Yep...beds were made to sleep in!" I say. I stare at myself in the mirror but my hair just will not be sorted. A growling sound comes from the back of my throat. Oh well...screw it. I turn round to Eliza and offer my arm. I carefully help her sit on the edge of my "now-made" bed. I smile as I quickly go into my bathroom and quickly start doing my teeth. I don't want Eliza to have me around with bad breath...
I quickly brush my teeth and wash my face. I wonder what else Eliza got up to last night...and who else she visited. I know others would find it wierd being visited...but I don't. She only gets to see me properly at night...so if she wants to come see me thats fine...although part of me wishes she woke me up to do it. But either way...
I sigh as I quickly dry my face and then walk back into my bedroom. I sit down on the bed. "How you feeling this morning?" I ask. "Anything you feel like doing today?" I ask.
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Fehr'sBear
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Eliza
"Yep...beds were made to sleep in!" Keith says cheefully, and then I hear a low growl escape his throat. Well, he's obviously still trying to fix his hair. He always does that. I let out a giggle as he turns around and helps me sit down. Not that I need help, I can feel the bed, but he likes to feel useful so I let him.
I sit there patiently as I hear him walk into the bathroom to brush his teeth and clean up, waiting for him to come back out.
"How you feeling this morning? Anything you feel like doing today?" Keith asks a moment later, and I can tell from the sound of his voice that he's right near me.
"Oh, I don't know...we could take a walk, unless there's anything you want to do," I say quietly, with a smile, standing up. "I'm open for options."
"Yep...beds were made to sleep in!" Keith says cheefully, and then I hear a low growl escape his throat. Well, he's obviously still trying to fix his hair. He always does that. I let out a giggle as he turns around and helps me sit down. Not that I need help, I can feel the bed, but he likes to feel useful so I let him.
I sit there patiently as I hear him walk into the bathroom to brush his teeth and clean up, waiting for him to come back out.
"How you feeling this morning? Anything you feel like doing today?" Keith asks a moment later, and I can tell from the sound of his voice that he's right near me.
"Oh, I don't know...we could take a walk, unless there's anything you want to do," I say quietly, with a smile, standing up. "I'm open for options."
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madroswellfan
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~~~~KEITH~~~~~
"Oh, I don't know...we could take a walk, unless there's anything you want to do," she stands up and I watch her carefully. I always have an eye on her... I guess some call me over protective...but I cant help it.
"I'm open for options."
I smile at her, even though she probably cant see it. "I can't think of anything else better to do" I say with a shrug. Its not as if theres loads of stuff to do...or at least not new stuff anyway. God I hate this place.
I carefully thread my arm through hers. "And where do you feel like walking to miss?" I say formally, since shes holding my arm.
"Oh, I don't know...we could take a walk, unless there's anything you want to do," she stands up and I watch her carefully. I always have an eye on her... I guess some call me over protective...but I cant help it.
"I'm open for options."
I smile at her, even though she probably cant see it. "I can't think of anything else better to do" I say with a shrug. Its not as if theres loads of stuff to do...or at least not new stuff anyway. God I hate this place.
I carefully thread my arm through hers. "And where do you feel like walking to miss?" I say formally, since shes holding my arm.
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Eliza
"I can't think of anything else better to do" Keith says, and I feel him shrug, as he threads his arm through mine. I smile as he leads me to the door in a protective manner. He's always been protective of me, ever since we first met, and it's comforting to know someone cares about you. I mean, at least someone cares about you that you can remember, since I can't remember my family.
"And where do you feel like walking to miss?" I hear him say, his tone formal. Going along with it, I swing our arms as we head into the hallway.
"How about the greenhouse, kind sir?" I say in my best imitation of a formal lady. I love the greenhouse. I can't see anything, but it's on the roof, and I can feel the sun come in through the windows. It's probably my favorite room.
"I can't think of anything else better to do" Keith says, and I feel him shrug, as he threads his arm through mine. I smile as he leads me to the door in a protective manner. He's always been protective of me, ever since we first met, and it's comforting to know someone cares about you. I mean, at least someone cares about you that you can remember, since I can't remember my family.
"And where do you feel like walking to miss?" I hear him say, his tone formal. Going along with it, I swing our arms as we head into the hallway.
"How about the greenhouse, kind sir?" I say in my best imitation of a formal lady. I love the greenhouse. I can't see anything, but it's on the roof, and I can feel the sun come in through the windows. It's probably my favorite room.