Midian Asylum

Who: Jane and Noah
When: Monday Evening
Where: The Lighthouse
What: A little rule breaking
Rated: TBD

The air was warm but the sky was full of clouds which seemed to suit Jane's mood perfectly. Today was a bad day for her. It was the anniversary of her original due date, the anniversary of the date that little Charlotte and Michael Jr would have been born had she carried them both to term, what would have been their birthday. And so knowing this day would be bad for her, Jane had taken the day off. Granted, they were still a little short staffed, and it probably wasn't a good idea for her to lie and say she was ill when there were so many nurses who really were ill, but she just couldn't handle work today. So instead of working, she was drinking. Alone.

Jane had always had a bit of a habit but it had only gotten worse after the car accident, and even more so after Mike had left her. It was under control now, but today, she wasn't even trying to fight the urge. And so she was halfway through a bottle of vodka, using a jug of orange juice for a chaser, sitting in the old rickety rocking chair that looked out the window of the lighthouse giving her a perfect view of the tumultuous sea beyond.

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.

Who: Jane and Noah
When: Friday Night
Where: Ward A
What: Jane gets a call from one of the orderlies.

Jane had only been on duty for roughly an hour when she got a phone call from one of the orderlies in Ward A. Apparently the patient in room A7 needed medical attention. He was bleeding. She had no idea from what or how badly, so she grabbed her supplies and headed quickly to the room. She knocked only once before she unlocked the door and let herself into the room.

"Hi, uhm..." She had to look down at her paperwork to find the name. "Noah?" Eventually she would remember all their names, but this was still her first week and she'd hardly met most of them. She'd been on suicide watch all week long until tonight. "I'm Jane. I'm a nurse here." Eyes scanned his form and she looked moderately confused. She didn't see any blood. And he didn't look injured in any way but...

"One of the orderlies said you were bleeding?" A brow quirked slightly. "I'm here to check that out."