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Realistic or Modern Rythe Psychological Research Center

There came a heavy silence. It blanketed the area in a thick, almost suffocating, chill.


The doctor, ever so slowly, closed his journal and pocketed the book and pencil. His head shifted upwards to look at the two patients, his glasses flashing once, revealing his gaze to the two. Those eyes, staring at them both; to each, it would appear that they looked directly at them- into them. Each individual, simultaneously. This was only for a moment, almost as though it didn't even happen. If not for the feeling and the knowledge that he was looking. That he was watching. Always.


" It is a private session, you understand. Polices and rules are placed for specific reasons, rehabilitation is why we are here. . . after all"


The man's voice came out like a blade, as if he wielded it like a weapon. Though there was something to it now as the chill lifted. Nathaniel, pocketed his hands inside his white coat as a smile pulled at his stoic lips.


" With Miss.Keam giving consent, it is possible for you to accompany us, Mr. Twenty-Three. . . Upon the condition that you behave properly. . ." The smile broke onto Dr. Wilers face, usually one that upset and unsettled those whom looked upon it. The curve of the lips held genuine.... feeling behind it. Though, not a soul could know where these feelings originated from.


Stepping to the side, the orderly with the wheel chair positioned the seat near the entrance of the room, keeping her head down.
 
Aja reached the library. she looked around,a little nervous. What was he like,was he crazy,will he like me? they reassured her of course, telling her small details about his personality,feeding her compliments that no one could not like her. she checked her hiding space for her book,it was still there. she the aimlessly wandered around the library waiting for her eyes to carelessly fall upon the man she has never seen before. Aja stopped as she listen to her friends give her on more shocking piece of information."what do you mean he will be able to know what you are saying? you keep bringing up this Roland but you won't tell me who that is!" they warned Aja not to lie about what they said,that Sid would know. She didn't sit well with this new information. it was like having someone in her own head,by the tone of thier voice they weren't to pleased with it either. "will i be able to hear him?.....no!? why not?.... what do you mean hes not the same as you all?" Aja sighed as they gave their generic silly child answer. she continued to scan her surroundings.
 

Fenrir hesitates before grunting, he did not like this doctor one bit,

"But she's my bestest friend, I NEED to stay with her, she's so nice and cares about everyone. I want to stay with her regardless." Fen didn't exactly get how him behaving would get him to stay with his friend, it's actually really interesting how he understands some things but other things can be totally new and oblivious to him.

@Nutter

@Crazycake
 
Trent huffed at Cassandra's response. Something wasn't right.. "Eh, kid'll live." After a few more seconds of silence Trent stood up and poured his drink into the sink and patted his leg for Jack to follow. "I'm going to make my rounds." He muttered, his mind clearly set on something. The fact he didn't know what gave him the weird feeling earlier really bothered him. He made his way hastily out of the lounge and took a sharp left when he passed the bathrooms. Facing a large metal door with a unique key card entry, he slid his and looked up at the camera above. Trent didn't smile or smirk, he just stared almost daring the person watching to stop him. He heard the door click open. After he let his pup in he quickly slid in himself, closing the heavy door behind him with a loud click.


Sid pushed open the library door quietly and tip-toed inside."We have to be quiet Roland, we're in the library after all." He whispered, shushing no one in particular to his right. He noticed he wasn't the only one in the place. He gave off a big smile. "Look, that girl even has friends! I can hear them." He waved at Aja as he passed her, going down one of the isles to pick out a book, tip toeing like a cartoon character.


"Laili. Where is your mother?" Trent pounded on another thick metal door at the top of a very long staircase. Jack whimpered quietly at his master's annoyance. "Fiona I know you're in there! I need to talk to you. Something's not right." He started off at a yell but let his voice trail down to a mutter as he got lost in his thoughts. A small slot opened in the middle of the door, a pair of amethyst eyes peered out at him. "Go away Trent. Mother is bathing." The young sweet voice said. "Laili, I need to speak with her." He demanded, hunching down to get to her eye level, and slamming on the door again growling when the small slit was closed. "Damnit girl!" He roared, turning to stomp back down the stairs, Jack following behind, his tail between his legs.


[[ @Radical Thinker @aja maji ]]
 
aja, didn't say anything, niether did they.she stared athim,feeling nervous,yet smiling. she then giggeld, then broke out into laughter. something about him,its as though she could feel his goodness,and it made her giddy. thier was a slight annoyence in the fact he could here them. she looked around, wondering were this Roland kid was. they erged her to talk to him, and stop gawking. "are you....sid? my friends have been wanting me to meet you,say you could help me,that you would be good for me"
 
Sid stopped looking the book shelf and turned to face Aja. The smile he wore earlier returned to his face. "Yup. That's me. Did your friends tell you my name?" He asked, tilting his head. "Help you? Well I can try. What do you need help with, new friend!" He beamed, he loved to feel important, even if he had no idea what he was doing.


[[ @aja maji ]]


 
With blonde hair and shining hazel eyes the porcelain girl who sat in a large red velvet chair looked almost ethereal. Her pernatural stillness evoked a sense of loneliness, poised like a statue the girl shined in the light from the skylight, even her fingernails glistening brightly. The emotionless eyes seemed to bore through the giant metal door before her. The only sound to be heard was the sound of running water in what seemed to be in another room. The girl did not blink, although if you looked closely enough her chest rose and fell slowly in semblance of a meditative level of breathing. This girl was Laili Rhyme, heir to the Rythe Psychological Research Center. Laili finally made some semblance of human life, sighing softly and propping her booted feet on the expensive coffee table before her. Looking over her shoulder and listening towards what would be the bathroom, she made sure the sound of water could still be heard. Satisfied with her continued solitude she pulled a huge text onto her lap. 'What secrets have you been hiding, Great Grandma Agatha...' She opened the family diary, it being amended and expanded throughout the years by previous owners of the facility, and opened to the page she had been on before their faithful Head of the Guard interrupted her. She had read much in that short time, skimming past all of the boring day-to-day rabble and right to the interesting truth. There was an unnatural cause for Grandma Agatha's long life and she knew it. Why did she live so long when more recent descendants have died way too soon. She aimed to find out.


A muffled sound of distress interrupted her reading. Laili stuffed the tome under the grand cushion and stood up quickly. "Mother?" She approached the bathroom door slowly. Another scream of distress was heard and then silence. Heart pounding and eyes starting to tear up Laili tried to open the bathroom door, yanking hard on the locked door was futile and her breath became haggard as the sound of the water continued to be the only sound coming from the room. "Mother!" She screamed, her usual composure gone. Suddenly, her feet were wet, she looked down in surprise to see water coming from under the door. Panicked, Laili turned and pounded on the giant steel door Trent was just beating at. "Trent! Trent! Mother is in trouble! Help me damnit!" She screamed through the small slit in the door, tears fogging her vision. She sank to the floor sobbing, weakly punching the door before she fainted, the medication she took purposely kept her from reaching a hightened level of distress.


She awoke to see water all over the but the bathroom door ripped off it's hinges. She sat up quickly, almost immediately fainting again from the quick action, her eyes almost stuck closed from dried tears. She had been put on her bed while she was out, her wet shoes removed. Blinking frantically she noticed a tall figure. Tall, dark hair, Trent? "Trent!" She yelled, her eyes filling with tears again. "Where's Mother?" She practically screamed at him, attempting to get up out of the grand bed but falling to the wet floor, most likely bruising her knees in the process. She could see more clearly now, it was Trent. He turned to face her, anger and deep confusion fighting on his face. "She's dead." He said plainly, nothing showing through his face. He retreated into the bathroom, and brought out a robed body. Laili screamed in dismay when she realized who he was holding, Laili reduced to a sobbing wet mess, Trent opened the giant steel door with what could only be her mother's pass card and began to descend the stairwell.


Once orderlies received word about the death, all doors leaving the second floor were locked remotely. An ambulance was called as a formality but Fiona Rhyme was most definitely dead.
 
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"i don't know what you could help me with either." this was to be her one physical friend. he was nothing like she expected,nut not to shabby either. he seemed sweet,childish like they said,but sweet nonetheless.'It's for the best'. aja didn't know what they ment by that,but it's like they were sayying sorry for something about to come. she simply srugged it of. her friends,well if thier was more than one,they always talked in unison and harmonized. They were known for talking crypt-like. They talked to her like she already knows the answer to her questions. and at other times its like they are trying to tell her something,she just didn't know what. Aja drew her attention back to the man standing before her." my name is,well my name is rather long,but you can just call me aja. if i may ask, do you know a guy by the name of Roland?"
 
Keao tugged on Fen's sleeve, offering a small smile. She didn't get everything that he said specifically, but she could understand the gist of it and was rather flattered - enough that the doctor's smile lost some of its edge. This was good. If Fen calmed down and stayed quiet, everything would be alright. They just had to listen to the doctor for now, and Fen could accompany his "best friend" on her journey. The spirit was glad to have this new friend; up until now she hadn't realized just how lonely this place was.


"Come," she urged Fen, pulling him towards the wheelchair with her, stumbling slightly. It had only been an hour or so, but she could already feel her energy draining away. She desperately needed to reach her tree. Gently, Keao pushed the taller patient down into the seat and settled on top of his lap. Crossing her arms over her chest, she then looked up to somewhat face her doctor. "We're ready."


@Stew @Crazycake
 
In the moments of this happening, Dr. Wiler appeared to loose his attention on the current happening. His head was angled up and away, as if listening to something in the walls. His smile diminished as if hearing sad news, as his face returned to the emotionless state, as he lifted his hand up to fix his glasses. The group of orderlies whom had been poised and ready to.... take care of the incident at hand, dispersed as a call moved out through security. "So you are. . ." Turning his reflective lenses down to the two patients, his jaw shifted from side to side. A short, simple sigh came from the doctor as he seemed discouraged suddenly. Again, things happening behind the scenes, so it seems.


"Very well. Opera" Motioning to the female nurse whom was driving the wheelchair, he turned away, beckoning for her to follow him on his way to the out door courtyard.


Though as they approached the security exit point, it appeared to be occupied by guardsmen. Lifting a hand to the three, Nathaniel approached the group of security. " Is there a problem? I have a patient whom is scheduled for outdoor activity"


-- @Stew --
 
Sid tilted his head like a puppy. "He's right here." He motioned to his right, where there was obviously no one to be found. He paused, listening. "Oh..." He frowned and crosses his arms across his chest with a quiet huff. "Fiiine~" He finally said, smiling again and extending his hand to Aja. "You can't see him I guess, that's okay. He isn't offended." Sid fidgeted with the locket around his neck, arm extended in a hand shake.


[[ @Stew ]]
 
"he is in the locket" aja rolled her eyes. she wasn't stupid she could feel him around here,just couldn't see him. aja looked at Sid's hand and hesitated "silly child he won't bite you....we think" aja shook your hand and smiled softly. thier was an uneasiness to her hand shake. aja pulled her hand away,rubbing her arms that now accompanied goosebumps. "so im guessing this Roland is a ghost? I wish my friends were that interesting. tell me does Roland not like Trent either? i think hes okay,and kinda cute. hes just grumpy cus he doesn't have any friends." "he is grumpy because her doesn't get laid very often" aja waved her hand around her head as if to dismisses there thoughts. "no need to be so crude...." she looks back at Sid waiting for his answer.
 
Sid shook her hand excitedly, keeping his smile the whole time. "I don't bite, unless you're holding me down then in the struggle I just may." He tilted his head again, this gesture looking completely out of place on the 19 year old as per usual. "A ghost... Yes, that's what he is." Sid's voice lost its usual excited tone and grew a slight bit melancholy. "I feel bad for Mr. Dimauro. He seems really lonely. I think that's why he has the puppy." Sid listened to Aja's voices, furrowing his eyebrows. " What do you mean get laid?" He asked, his tone now full of confusion.


[[ @aja maji ]]
 
" Ah, Captain! Always good to see you on duty..."


Acquiring a genuine curve to his lips, the doctor, nodded to the other orderlies, glancing to the dark skinned nurse at the helm of the wheel chair, she nodded slowly at the blond haired male. Taking a moment to fix his glasses, the man also shifted his white coat and smoothed down his tie, making sure everything was aligned and proper. This wasn't out of character for Nathaniel, always seeming to try and have an aura of professionalism. " Will you be escorting us then? "


Dr. Wiler pocketed his hands in his coat, placing those glared over glasses upon the head guardsman. For a moment, he wondered if the man knew. If the head of all the security, in all his power and eyes and ears in this place, could possibly predict what was on it's way. The small smile slipped away with the idea. No..... with the passing of the matriarch, things would only be sped up. Hopefully, Mr. Dimauro was adaptable, with the leave of Dr. Callaghan, the facility was running out of high ranking chess pieces...
 
Trent gave Dr. Wiler a curt nod. Watching the man fix himself. Trent muttered a yeah as he swiped his key card and punched in his override code to the outside. He pushed it open, holding it for the others. A faint sigh escaped his lips when he felt the fresh air, he may be bound to this place but he still enjoyed some fresh air. The sun was lingering behind some clouds, casting shadows on most of the yard. The large tree in the center of the area swayed with a slight breeze, the air a little chilly. He again lost himself in thought.
 
"does he not know that getting laid is when you..." aja shakes her head waving her arms around. " ah ah ah don't you say another word on the matter!" aja side rolling her eyes." its something old people do when they have nothing better to do,its hard to explain" aja kept her cool about her regarding it as a nonchalant topic in hopes he wouldn't press the mater any farther. "kill his dog" aja sighed,this was getting ridicules. They really didn't like him. it's as if they want'ed a confrontation between the two."so sid....tell me about roland,we can compare the two,your friend and mine.
 
Sid listened intently to Aja's voices, very much interested in their explanation until she interrupted them. Sid chuckled. "Roland can just tell me later." He smiled, motioning for Aja to take a seat with him. He plopped down on the floor and sat cross-legged, patting the floor next to him. "Well, let's see here... I only have one Roland while you have many friends it seems. Roland says it would not be wise to bother Mister Trent. He's different." He nodded and then looked like he'd just had a revelation. "Oh! He also has really pointy teeth!" Sid put his fingers up to his mouth to make it look like elongated canines and growled.
 
aja chuckled at sid's interpretation on trent's teeth " my friends,who don't have a name like Roland does,would rather i make his life misrable rather than avoid him. They think he's diffrent as well. I don't see anything wrong with him, he doesn't seem diffrent to me." aja waited for her firends to scold her, or become annoyed. yet a feeling of ease swept over her. it was as if they were pleased by her thoughts on Trent. aja sat down beside sid " Where did you find Roland? me meeting my friends was on happy terms. now they just annoy me to death."
 
Sid frowned when she mentioned making Trent's life miserable. "That's mean... Did he do something bad to you or your friends?" He muttered fiddling with the locket again. He stopped when she asked him where Roland came from. "I found him. Well, after he found me. He lived in our house and protected me from my mommy and her boyfriend. Then I found his ashes in the scary room, er, attic. He told me to put them in a locket and he'd be with me forever." He smiled sadly, lost in thought. " What about yours?"
 
"nothing in particular. my friends don't like it when other people touch me. Everytime i talked to him,he wind up coming in contact with me. he protected you?....." aja didn't push father. she decided to let him tell her on his own terms. "me,they apeared to me after a dream,i rather recuring dream. you know thier first words they said to me? 'he killed her' not hi,or how are you doing. just gloom and doom." "are you mad?" aja shook her head,ignoring them.
 
Sid's eyebrows furrowed and he placed a hand gently on her shoulder. "Do you need to talk about it?" He asked, for the first time his age showing his eyes showing true concern. Sid had always enjoyed helping people, he was extreamly empathic. When Sid made contact with Aja a figure materialized behind him. The man's form was almost solid from all the attention he was receiving. So solid was the figure you could tell what he was wearing; a collared shirt and vest with dress pants. This was Roland, a gentleman looking to be in his late twenties with close shaved hair and wise eyes.
 
As they exited the facility, Nathaniel hung back a moment, as if watching the four others move out into another dimension. He looked to take a moment, as if to collect his thoughts, before stepping out as well. The scene looked rather drab though held a kind of beauty. This was nice, but held no interest in the doctor. Instead, his shiny rectangles where poised towards a groundskeeper. He watched this figure, approx age 43, short black hair, 6'1", 186 pounds, Glasses- simple black frame with bifocal lenses. Tilting his head ever so slightly, he noticed a name on the individuals coveralls ' Ed' .


" How are things this day, Mr. Dimauro ? "


Always saying peoples names oddly, as if with a certain accent, Dr.Wiler shifted his head to face the head guardsman, revealing his journal from his pocket. Opera, the dark skinned nurse, moved the two patients forward, towards the tree, stopping about a foot or two away.
 
aja tensed up as Sid's hand rested on her shoulder. she waited for the rath of hell to consume him,yet her friends remained quite. They were odly calm,yet antsy. as if waiting for something big to happen. "my dream? it doesn't make much since,i don't get much out of it. but i don't mind telling you. it starts off as darkness. but a strange darkness,you could feel it around you. then thier was a flash of light, a fire. i see a woman holding me. she was singing me a song,but i couldn't understand the words. i see a ocean,and sand, and a small fire behind us. Then some men come over and rip me out the womans arms, she screams for me as i am taken away. my friends won't tell me anything about the dream. i asked them what i was doing on the beach with a woman, they only answer i ever got is i was baby,a little shy from a toddler." aja rolls her eyes pouting "they are always so crypt. i told my parents aboutthe dream but they never answerd me"
 

Fenrir had a disgruntled look on his face, something about this doctor seemed off, he seemed too smooth for any usual doctor,

"Ok, ok." Fen says as walks over to the wheelchair with Keao. Fen notices that Keao was having a tad bit of trouble walking so Fenrir lifts her off the ground in a quick but easy manner,

"I guess you do need to get to your tree..." Fenrir trails off, he sets Keao down in her chair shortly after picking her up,

"I can't wait to see what your tree looks like." Fen states in a mood that was a tad bit happier than just a couple of seconds ago. Fenrir follows the group outside and into what seemed almost like a different dimension. He follows the black nurse pushing Keao's wheelchair all the way up to the tree,

"It looks nice." Fen states in a rather matter-the-fact type of way.

@Nutter

@Crazycake
 
Trent was snapped back into reality by the creepy doctor's voice. He chuckled at his question, the fact that of all days he was asked this question. " Oh, things are great. I love starting my day with a dead body and a hysterical girl." He laughed, a deep short bark of a laugh. Trent ran his hand through his dark hair, still chuckling softly and shaking his head. He really needed to get a hold of himself, this kind of behavior was unacceptable. To who? The child knew nothing of his pact with this place. He could be free. 'Mustn't think that way.. Never gets me anywhere good.' He thought, eyeing the doctor.


 
Sid listened intensely, removing his hand when she started her story. As soon as he did Roland disappeared. Sid stared at her, thinking. "I'm sorry... This must be super confusing for you. It's never good to feel that way, to feel helpless." He finally said, a hint of sadness in his voice.
 

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