R R I - REHABILITATION & REINTEGRATION INITIATIVE

Characters: Reece and Susanna
Setting: Reece's room, evening

( and unexpected vulnerability )

Characters: Becka and Violet
Setting: Becka's room, afternoon

( Tomorrow will be brighter. )

Who: Autumn and Mazie
When: late evening/night
Where: Autumn's room

( to care for. )

Who: Jun-he and Mazie
When: Evening
Where: Kitchen
( You need to break some eggs. )

Characters: Hannah and Ryan
Setting: Ryan's room, Midday, NSFW!!!

( Unwant )

Characters: Mojo
Setting: Her room, corridors, night

Somehow, the whole day had slipped by without Mojo noticing. Mealtimes, journal entries from the others, even basic movement had gone unheeded since that morning. She'd come back to her room after seeing Caroline be carried from the courtyard, and really, Mojo felt like she'd made it out of sight in the nick of time.

Once the door had closed? She'd just drifted away, settling on the floor with her back to her bed and staring into open space. It didn't matter where she looked, all that she saw was the blanket over a body, the limp limbs being juggled and held by the guys carrying her. Reece, the doctor, and she was pretty sure Brady? But Mojo still hadn't directly met him yet.

It was an immediate tether back through the months to a cool night back in Colorado, to screaming for the paramedics until her throat was raw... to staying with Scott until he'd died with a whimper. All told, the memories were enough to leave Mojo clenching her own hands together the same way she'd held Scott's and render her clueless to the hours falling away; alone and reliving it all.

She was stiff when she finally got up from the floor, knees popping as Mojo moved to her desk and skimmed the journals in the dark of her room. This was going to get worse, she knew. She needed to be ready for it, maybe prepare her room as a sanctuary for when it got too bad to deal with beyond it. And for now? She needed to not be alone.

Mojo only ended up outside for five minutes, maybe. She'd slipped out and locked up, lingering at the edge of the courtyard for a minute to just stare at where everything had happened. Then? She'd started the short distance towards Reece's room, figuring that maybe knocking hard enough would get her a bit of company for a few hours. Mojo didn't quite make it over before the door opened and she stayed in the shadows, just watching.

A woman stepped out and away, moving into the dark of the facility. And Mojo? She just smiled, thumping a hand over her heart before she turned to head back to her room. "Good on ya, Conners," she said to herself, "Here's hoping it gets you some sleep." It'd be good if at least one of them got some, and in Mojo's head? That was a phrase with two very different meanings, both of which she hoped came true for Reece.

Characters: Ryan and Susanna
Setting: Her room, mid/late morning

( Because self-restraint only gets you so far. )

Who: Kasper and Reggie
Setting: His Room, Late Evening

( Read more... )

Characters: Adam and Wren
Setting: Wren's room, late

( to finding out who we are )

Characters: Violet and Eric
Setting: the kitchen, afternoon

( eric is not a breakdancer )

Characters: Matt and Edan
Setting: Room 11 when the storm broke

( And conversation by candlelight. )

Characters: Jae and Mazie
Setting: Mazie's room

( you got the tech )

Characters: Cal and Kyle
Setting: Clinic, evening

With Caroline’s remains put away in one of the patient rooms and the clinic itself cleaned after tending to her, Cal was wishing there was more to do. Granted, there was plenty if he wanted; notes on the others, details of the schematics for Leandro’s breathing devices, even just the general update of his inventory list, to track what had been used. But really, Cal didn’t want any of that.

It was all too silent, too intent and isolated. He hadn’t needed to deal with a corpse in some time now, and returning to such work had left him somewhat restless. If he could’ve, he would’ve left the clinic with Violet or Becka and walked the rest of the facility, but at some point Cal knew he’d get what he wanted. He’d have company if he waited, someone he could try to directly help. Sooner or later, an appointment with Kyle was due.

Kyle entered the clinic nervously. He had been mostly avoiding all day, but as evening had drawn in, he couldn’t any longer. Still, there was part of him that would have preferred to pretend that reality didn’t exist. He knew he couldn’t do that though, and he had never been that kind of coward, so he tried to hide his emotions as best he could behind a blank mask. “Hi - are you the doctor?” he asked, coming to a stop in the middle of the room, posture poised and impeccable.

( Professionalism )

characters: Kyle
Setting: Outside Leandro's room, early evening

Kyle made one stop as he headed down to see Cal as agreed. He had mostly been sticking to his room all day, avoiding people. He hadn't even had inspiration to paint. Everything seemed so screwed up right now.

It hadn't been meant to go like this. But, it had, and he needed to try and get used to that.

He stopped outside Leandro's door and, for a moment, he considered knocking. In the end, however, he just laid the flowers down against the door, with the note had had written earlier. Then he walked away.

( Note for Leandro )

Characters: Meg
Setting: Her room, early afternoon

( Is you might not like what you find. )

Characters: Brady and Jason

Setting: Morning, kitchen

( A morning like this calls for coffee. )

Characters: Reece and OPEN
Setting: Midday, level 2 balcony

It had taken longer than he would have liked to find everything he needed, bleach from the laundry room, a bucket and gloves from the tool shed, hot water from the kitchen and a sponge and brush.

It was a task he was silently dreaded, though thankfully not as big a smear of blood as he’d thought. It had dried on though by the time Reece got there and once he started, he was really forced to scrub at it to get rid of it. And he’d been at it for a bit, minus a small break when he found the broken nail shoved into one of the cracks. That had sent him back to his room to dry heave for a few minutes before he could bring himself back to work. And just like everything else, he shoved the memory away, focusing on scrubbing instead. Most of it was gone though, brush stained burgundy and sponge worn through. The bucket of bleach and hot water was a sickening color, but Reece wasn’t looking at it.

Characters: Reece and Cal, later Violet
Setting: The clinic, morning

( bird with clipped wings )

Characters: Brady and Matt
Setting: Balcony overlooking the courtyard, morning

( Even when it's unwelcome. )

Who: Adam and Mazie
When: After lunchtime
Where: Space Invaders machine, near the cafeteria

( and the bad floats in )