Midian Asylum

Who: Sketch and Julien
What: Meeting
Where: The Cafeteria
When: Sunday Lunchtime
Rating: TBD

Food in this place sucked, there was no two ways about it. Crazy people apparently had no tastebuds, which was all the more proof that Sketch wasn't crazy. She was just angry sometimes. Well, if people weren't so goddamn dumb, she wouldn't get so mad at them. Of course, it was hard to be angry in this place when they insisted on sedating her. From the minute Sketch had walked in the door, someone had stuck a needle in her arm and since she had felt like she was half asleep. But today they hadn't done that. Today, they probably assumed that she would behave herself, that the fight was drugged out of her. Motherfuckers didn't know her too well if they thought that.

Taking her shitty food on the shitty tray, Sketch looked around for someplace to sit, preferrably near someone who didn't look like a total nutjob. And maybe someone with pudding, they had screwed her on pudding. It took about two seconds for her to find her mark, and a wicked grin crossed her face as she plopped down beside a quiet looking guy who seemed absorbed in himself. Immediately she grabbed the pudding cup off his tray. "Sup," she said plainly, grabbing her spoon and digging in.

Who: Dalyn and James
What: Randomness
Where: Main hallway
When: Sunday early morning
Rating: TBD

Dalyn was finishing up his shift, filling in the required forms at the nurse's station so he wouldn't get in shit like before when he forgot a few. He rolled his shoulders and stretched his arms over his head for a moment. Last night had been pretty quiet, he had to sedate a couple of patients but all in all not much had happened. Which he was actually pretty happy about, after his run in with Julien, Dalyn was a little leery of some of the patients.

The blonde got out from behind the desk, said good bye to the other nurse he had worked with last night and started to make his way down the hallway, past the boy's ward, amazed at how quiet it was...of course it was very early in the morning most of them should be asleep right now. Dalyn reached into his pocket and checked his phone, his ex boyfriend had texted him last night. He rolled his eyes and shoved it back into his pocket, he so didn't need that crap right now. What he planned on doing was changing into his jeans and going outside for awhile before he crashed.

Who: Zowie and Julien
What: Zowie was just released from solitary and is hiding.
Where: The library
When: Sunday early evening
Rating: TBD


For once Zowie was fully clothed, she had a light pink cardigan thrown on over, a soft, white, strapless sundress that came to just above her knees. She was sitting in the very back corner of the library, scrunched up in a chair, feet upon the seat of the chair, her forehead on her knees. She had just spent the entire weekend in solitary and she hadn't handled it well. After the sedative had worn off Zowie had freaked out inside the small room. She had thrown herself against the walls, screamed until she was hoarse and scratched at the door until her fingers were bloody.

It had been a very strong reaction but it was like she had lost control of herself and couldn't stop. So once she was out the need to cover herself was strong, it would probably pass, but for now she was clothed and did not want anyone to touch her and if she saw Nic she would probably lunge at him with anything she could find. Because in her mind it was all his fault even though she was the one to attack him first, however slamming a teenage girl's head into the wall could not have been protocol for subduing her.

Zowie heard someone coming into the library and lifted her reddened eyes to see if she knew who it was.

Who: Mara and OPEN
What: Mara getting a little work done early.
Where: Her office/hallway
When: Monday early morning
Rating: TBD

Mara opened the door to her office and flicked on the lights, it was early Monday morning and she really didn't need to be here so early but she wanted to work on her book that she was writing about Midian and her office was quieter than the living quarters at the moment. She set her laptop on the desk and hung her work clothes on the back of the door. She had four hours before her first appointment so she didn't see the point in being dressed for work right now.

The young doctor sat in her chair, coffee in hand as she turned on her computer waiting patiently for the machine to go through it's own morning ritual. She sighed as she glanced out the window, seeing the water in the distance. Midian had inspired her, it's odd that a place like this would but it had and she loved the island for it. Mara spilt  coffee on her jeans and swore under her breath as she made her way out into the hall to go to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Who: Riley and OPEN
What: Riley just came in from a run, grabbing some breakfast.
Where: The kitchen
When: Sunday early/mid morning
Rating: TBD

Riley groaned as he rubbed his sore leg on his way to the cafeteria. He shouldn't have run for as long as he had, his leg did not appreciate it but he loved the feeling and it was raining, he loved running in the rain, so he would probably keep doing it until he was told by his own doctor not to. He smirked to himself as he grabbed an orange juice at how pissed Jane will be at him when he whined to her that his leg hurt. Which of course he fully planned on doing just to make her sigh his name in annoyance because it amused him.

He grabbed some basic breakfast fare and made his way over to a table instead of dragging it back to the staff area to eat. He didn't see the point when he'd just have to bring the dishes back anyways. He bit into his toast as he looked out over the few patients up and around this morning. He felt for them, when he lost his memory he had been a patient at Dax for a few months...worst months of his life, in fact he was still working through them. He scrunched his nose and then focused on the joys of coffee as he sipped his.

Who: Noah and OPEN
What: Noah is just hanging out in the Rec Room.
Where: Rec room
When: Sunday early evening
Rating: TBD

Noah frowned at the television, there was shit on like usual. He got up and started to walk around the room, checking out all the different games and musical instruments. He knew that one of the docs was big on music therapy or something and that's why they had so many instruments.  But part of him knew he was checking the room out to see what he could find to cut himself up with. Zowie had taken his mirror shard and honestly sex with her had been worth losing it but now he needed to find something else. He wondered briefly if something on the instruments would cut him easily. He frowned when he realized that yes probably but it would take some effort to get the piece out and someone would obviously notice him wrecking it.

He hadn't cut himself since he had seen Jane, surprisingly enough but now he was itching to he was supposed to see his doctor tomorrow and the panic was staring to set in, he did not want to see him but if Jane could come with then it would be tolerable. Noah sat in one of the chairs at the games table and looked at the other occupants of the room and sighed, he was not crazy like them he just liked to cut himself and not eat...he so didn't belong here. Of course according to his doctor he had more issues than that.