rder (rder) wrote in paddedrooms,
@ 2012-06-17 06:27:00

Rider sat in the common room with his leg hooked over one of the arms of his chair, smoking. It wasn't strictly allowed in doors, but he had a sort of understanding with the orderlies about minor rebellions. He was allowed them, and they were allowed to go about their day as normal without him destroying anything. It was a good deal for everyone involved, he thought. He leaned his head back, blowing smoke at the ceiling. "Fresh meat today."

Thoreau looked up from the puzzle he was doing with Lucy. It was generally best to ignore Rider, but the fact that he had no respect for the rules of the hospital did mean he snooped through a lot of files he wasn't supposed to see. "What do you mean?"

Rider glanced at Thoreau Lestrange and smirked. "A girl," he said. He mimed sticking a finger down his throat and fake-gagged. "You'll have a lot in common with her, Lucy."

Lucy frowned at Rider a little and then went back to arranging the puzzle pieces in neat columns for Thoreau to sort through. "I don't throw up."

"Whatever." Rider looked around at the other crazy people in the room, eyes settling on Pyxis and her tits after a moment. "Maybe you'll get a roommate."

***

Walden waited with Bill and one of the orderlies as Pansy Parkinson's fiance helped her get out of the car. This was the first time he got to help someone enter the hospital for the first time. It was exciting for him.

"Miss Parkinson?" He stepped forward, once her boyfriend had said his goodbyes. "I'm Walden Macnair. I'm a PhD candidate in residence here at Sacred Springs, and I'll be helping you during your stay here. This is William Weasley, our Administrator at the hospital."

"Bill," Bill corrected. He held his hand out to Pansy and smiled. "Mason will take your things for you and you can come with us. We'll give you the tour."

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floral
2012-06-17 04:34 am UTC (link)

"Don't talk to me, psycho." Pyxis gave Rider a defiant look over the book she was reading. "I don't need a roommate. Especially if she's anything like Lucy. I only like Lucy when she's not a prude."

Radley had finally been released from suicide watch. His bandaged wrists were a little off-putting, but he walked into the common room for floor two and glanced at everyone there. He decided to sit by himself.

***

Pansy was frightened. And she didn't want anyone to take her things. She looked at the ginger in front of her for a moment, then at the very large boy on the other side.

"I'd prefer to hang onto my things." She informed the both of them. Not that she wanted to be stubborn. But, they were her things.

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rder
2012-06-17 04:47 am UTC (link)

"Right. Like anyone here can call someone a psycho." Rider rolled his eyes at Pyxis and then took another drag from his fag. He was about to make a comment about Lucy's prudish nature when Radley walked in with his wrists wrapped up. He laughed. "Better luck next time, mate."

Thoreau rolled his eyes at Rider and slipped closer to where Pyxis was sitting, leaving Lucy to her obsessive organizing. "If they're really bringing a girl to our floor she'll probably get put with you or Lucy. You don't have roommates."

***

"You'll get them back," Bill promised. "It's hospital policy. Some of our patients try to bring in things to hurt themselves with. It's not that we don't trust you, Pansy, but we can't make any exceptions or the other people staying with us might object, and they might need the search more than you do. We can get a female member of staff to look through your case, if you're more comfortable with that."

Walden wanted to write notes on the interaction, but he knew that would probably skew the way Pansy interacted with Bill and reacted to the news that her things would be searched. "Do you want to see your room?" he asked her. "It's got a really nice view. You're on the second floor."

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floral
2012-06-17 04:55 am UTC (link)

Pyxis looked back at Thoreau for a moment and then moved a little closer to him. She liked interacting with him and no one would do anything anyway. Not until they found her a replacement therapist who would tell her that her sexual drive was not normal.

She ran her fingers through Thoreau's hair, then kissed him softly. "You could be my roommate." She pointed out.

Radley looked back at Rider and frowned. "Thanks for the support, bro."

***

Pansy didn't want her things to be gone through. She hadn't brought anything to hurt herself with, but she let her suit case be taken away from her. It pained her.

She looked at the bigger man and frowned. "Are you always this overly excited?" She asked and then sighed. "Did my fiance get my own room for me?"

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rder
2012-06-17 05:12 am UTC (link)

Thoreau laughed, looking around for any orderlies that might step in, and then kissing Pyxis back. "I could be," he agreed. "I'm not sure they'd let me share your room. Too much excitement or something."

Rider laughed, sitting up to look at Radley properly. "What do you expect from me? You slit your wrists. You're an idiot. You didn't do it deep enough if they could revive you. You're not going to get another chance to try it that way. You'll have to be more creative next time."

***

"We prefer our new residents to start out sharing a room, actually," Bill told Pansy, glad she let the case be taken from her. He started walking. "It prevents them from withdrawing from the group. You're here to get better. Building ties and support groups helps that."

Walden nodded. "I'm only excited because I like helping people," he told Pansy, smiling at her. "I run the group counselling sessions we have twice a week. You're really going to like them."

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floral
2012-06-17 05:16 am UTC (link)

Pyxis led her hand down to rub at Thoreau through his trousers until she saw one of the orderlies give her a dirty look. She grumbled to herself and pulled away from Thoreau a little bit. "No one is allowed to have fun around here."

Radley shook his head. "Not all of us have the wonderful life beating people up just so we can get our way in every thing."

***

Pansy frowned at that. "You're taking my things. You're going to go through them and you're taking away my privacy of living by myself? Why? What have I done to deserve this?"