Midian Asylum

Who: Riley and Cissy
Where: Riley's office.
When: Late afternoon
What: Cissy's first session with Riley
Rating: TBD


Riley finished rearranging his shelves, cleaning off the couch and the wall trying to make sure that his office did not smell like sex from yesterday. He still couldn't believe that he had done that...then again of course he could, he was still in love with Rez, he had no idea why but he really was. This morning he had signed the papers that they had talked about and they were sitting inside his desk drawer to go out with the rest of the mail on sunday.

He had his first session with Cissy today, she had been going to Dr. Jennings who had been caught being way too affectionate with the female patients. Riley hadn't been surprised, he had seen the look on the guy's face when he looked at girls like Cissy and Zowie. There was a hunger there that you shouldn't have when you are a doctor. Riley nearly laughed at himself when he thought that, right the same hunger you have every-time you even slightly catch a glimpse of Rez, he thought to himself.

Riley huffed out a breath and then called the orderly to tell him it was time to bring Cissy, because it was time for her appointment. He set down the phone and wondered what Jane was going to say about Rez, hopefully she wouldn't be against it now since she wasn't before.

Who: Cissy and Nic
When: Wednesday Afternoon
Where: Main Corridor
What: Cissy is out wandering the halls.
Rated: NSFW

The flowers that she had picked the night before were already dead. This made Cissy sad. She hated when things died. It reminded her of how mortal she herself was, how mortal everyone was, and made her think about the fact that she would die one day, and so would her papa. And thinking of him made her miss him so very much that she nearly wanted to cry about it, but she wouldn't. She couldn't. She hated the way that crying made her eyes all red and puffy.

But she was clearly not feeling herself today. This was apparent in her lackluster appearance. Her hair was left down and and it hadn't been brushed. This was apparent by the tangles that she had. And instead of wearing one of her usual pretty dresses, she had on nothing more than a pair of pajama bottoms and a tank top with no shoes upon her feet, though that part was fairly usual. This, coupled with the frown upon her lips, easily gave way her mood as she wandered the halls, softly singing to herself, dead flowers in hand.

The song was a lullaby that she could remember her papa singing to her when she was just a child and she was sad, "Baby Mine". It was from the movie Dumbo. And as she softly sang the melancholy lyrics, she dropped petals from the withering flowers upon the floor, crushing them with her bare toes, oblivious to those around her.

Who: Cissy and Ric
When: Tuesday Afternoon
Where: The Recreation Room followed by the Gardens.
What: The patients are allowed a little playtime.
Rated: NSFW

Rec Room time was most definitely Cissy's favorite time of the day. She loved to socialize. She was a social butterfly, after all. And people were lucky to have her around. She also loved the chance to get out of her room which was stuffy and gross sometimes. Bu the thing she loved most of all was the fact that she got to be around the boys. She loved boys, though not quite as much as she loved men.

Cissy had spent the last hour making herself look pretty before heading into the rec room, and she was happy with the end result, even if they didn't let her have all of her makeup. She had decided to dress in her cute little pink dress with her hair down in soft curls and her feet bare. And she had taken some stickers with her, little pink heart stickers, which she was now skipping around the room happily sticking wherever she could find a place for one; computer monitors, windows, the backs of chairs. And if she knew the person, and she liked them, she would sometimes stick one on someone's forehead. Though sometimes she did this only so she could meet someone, which was exactly what she'd decided to do now.

Scanning the room for a potential victim... scratch that, a friend, a potential new friend, Cissy chewed on her lower lip and twirled a strand of hair between her fingers. Her blue eyes lit up when at last she spotted someone, a grin forming upon her lips, and with sneaky steps, she began to close the distance, trying not to giggle once she got close.