shygod (shygod) wrote in athinblackline, @ 2009-04-30 17:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | evermore, shy |
Who: Shy, Evermore
When: Thursday, late afternoon
Where: Shy's room, Fisher's compound
What: Fisher has ordered a check up on one of his favorites
Shy was feeling much better, but as the entire island had recently learned, his word on his own health was not always to be trusted. The boy had suffered indignantly through almost a full week of having to share his personal space with a guard, which had done absolutely nothing to improve his mood or make him any more inclined toward talking. The week ended tomorrow, but before Fischer was to turn the boy loose to his usual habits of running the island in utter solitude in his dark little room, he wanted to ensure that the boy was not going to cause trouble again. Shy had not caused trouble on purpose, he had only done so because he had been in such poor health. That meant that the boy needed a thorough check up.
The boy had been ordered away from his computer, which was punishment in and of itself, and was sitting on his green and white polka dotted pillow on the floor, waiting for the healer to arrive as his guard was settled comfortably into a desk chair near by. The boy was certainly a strange sight, his body skin and bone draped in baggy, too large clothing. His knees were folded to his chest, arms atop his knees, his face hidden behind his arms and that shaggy black hair, blank white eyes peering from between the small space this left. He looked frail enough to be crushed with a thought, he certainly did not look fed enough to be healthy. The room was stark silent, outside of the breathing of the guard and the soft hum of the computer placed near the wall.
Even with his lips and eyebrows hidden, the youth did not look pleased. He seemed to hold an air of annoyed superiority around him, despite the fact that he was curled into a ball on the floor. The room was dark, a bed which had clearly never been slept in pushed out of the way, equally untouched furniture covered with small origami animals which seemed to have been folded out of chocolate wrappers. An over sized monitor hung opposite the door, not where one sitting at the computer could easily see it, but rather anyone peering in the room would be able to read it at a glance. This was currently blank and black, as Shy was not at the computer to activate it.