Midian Asylum

Who: Zowie and Will
When: Friday Evening
Where: Will's room
What: A lesson in sex.
Rated: R, most likely.

Zowie made her way down the hall towards Will's room, a small smile on her face...it wasn't often that she got to teach someone older than her about sex, gay sex even. She sang softly as she passed the doors to the boy's rooms, Zowie decided to wear clothes to Will's room, she figured showing up in just one of Rez or Ric's shirts might throw him off. She wasn't supposed to be in the boy's dorm and if Nic found her it probably wouldn't be a good scene but since she hadn't found a girl to have sex with for him it really didn't matter right now.

The petite blond shifted the bag on her shoulder and smiled as she thought of the contents within. After tonight Will was going to know how to at least give a great blow job if nothing else, it would be embarassing to her if he didn't. She knocked on his door and waited for him to either open it or say it was okay to come in, Zowie liked it when people respected her privacy and she in turn respected others...sometimes.

Who: Zowie and Nic
When: Afternoon
Where: Outside
What: Don't know
Rating: TBD

Zowie made her way through the unmowed grass and tangled bright mess of flowers that were in the garden to reach the rocky cliff. She had slipped out of a door when an orderly had just left it open while he had a smoke. It was pouring down with rain but she didn't care. She was dressed, white tank top, skinny jeans, sneakers since it was wet and a man's hoodie she stole from the laundry room. Zowie had the hood up as she ran through the grass and stopped dead when she reached the cliff, staring down into the water.

The girl had had nightmares all night, and had spent most of her day hiding in her room and throwing things at the orderlies and nurses when they tried to get her to leave her room. Somehow she hadn't been sedated, probably because she wasn't trying to hurt anyone. But now she needed to be outside, she couldn't breathe inside the building. Zowie knew that Daniel would be mad at her for running outside because she soo wasn't allowed outside, especially after spending last weekend in solitary.

She sat down on the rocks, her feet hanging over and just stared out at the water and the rain. It was calming even though it was dark and choppy, Zowie loved it. She picked up some stones and started to throw them over the edge, narrowing her eyes as she tried to see where in the water they hit. She knew eventually someone would come looking for her, but for now she was free...or she could pretend she was.

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: Zowie and Nic
When: Friday morning.
Where: Empty patient room 12 A
What: Zowie is bored and hiding from everyone.
Rated: TBD


The room was still empty, nothing on the shelves or in the desk, just quiet and barren of anything personal. Zowie liked it, she liked it better than her own room, especially since this room had a view of the gardens outside. She had been sitting in the window for an hour now in just her panties and another of Ric's stolen shirts. Zowie assumed once the older man realized she had been stealing his shirts he was going to be pissed but at the moment she really didn't care. She was feeling off and the way his shirts hung off of her it reminded her of her father's and that was comforting.

She was watching the woman doctor taking one of her patients around the grounds, obviously having a session with them and she was jealous. Yes, Daniel had taken her outside but he hadn't since and she knew that he probably wouldn't since she was still not behaving like a proper little girl. The teenager was frustrated and missed her family and her best friend/fuck buddy so much it was starting to hurt and depress her just a little. She shifted slightly on the window sill, putting her feet against the side of the window as she continued to watch the doctor and her patient outside.

WHO: Zowie and Daniel
WHEN: Wednesday, early evening
WHERE: Walking the main hall, towards the closed section.
WHAT: Zowie is just wandering.
RATING: TBD (knowing Zowie it will prob be NSFW)

So far Zowie found the hospital as boring and as annoying as she thought she would, all you did all day was talk to people who tried to tell you they knew better and if you were not talking to them you were talking to the other crazies who were not really that interesting to her. Then again maybe Zowie was just in a bad mood. It was possible, she hadn't had sex since yesterday morning and it was starting to get on her nerves.

The young girl undid the rest of the buttons on the man's dark grey dress shirt that she had stolen from the laundry room. It was way too big for her of course and that was the point, she was allowed to walk around in it as long as she kept it closed and wore underwear, well at some point she ditched the underwear; she was pretty sure she left it folded and sitting on the couch in the rec room. And now she was making her way to a closed section of the hospital, shirt still on her shoulders but billowing behind her.

Zowie had put a pair of flats on today though, walking about barefoot in here wasn't the best idea she had ever had. She got a small cut on her foot from the ballroom yesterday so now she wore shoes all the time, being naked with blood red heels on sounded kind of good to her. She smiled and stopped in front of grimy window, trying to peer outside.

Who: Rez and Zowie
When: Late Morning
Where: The Rec Room
What: Rez likes daytime tv.
Rated: NSFW

There was but one television in the rec room, and Rez had the remote for it, sprawled out on the sofa in front of it, still half asleep, watching some random ass daytime talk show. Daytime tv was the best. It put on display the dregs of society and made half the people in here look fucking normal. It was amusing, to say the least.

"Oh, come off of it lady. You did that shit to me, I'd be fuckin' pissed." The dumb bitch told the guy that his kid wasn't his kid just because she was mad at him and wanted to leave. And now she was up there all crying and sobbing and shit, trying to get him to take her back, having a fucking fit because he said he couldn't trust her no more. It kinda reminded him of...

Rolling his eyes with a groan, Rez flipped to another channel. He couldn't listen to that woman's voice no more. Oh great, it was one of those rehab episodes. "Boo-fucking-hoo! My kid's on drugs. Where did I go wrong?" Sometimes it wasn't about the parents. Sometimes it was just about the high. And the woman was rambling on and on about how she couldn't understand how anyone could do such a thing to themselves, ie shooting up. Rez shook his head as he muttered, "Don't knock it till ya try it, fool."