R R I - REHABILITATION & REINTEGRATION INITIATIVE

Characters: Kyle and Wren
Setting: Wren's room

It took Kyle a little while to get to Wren’s. There had been throwing up in the middle somewhere there. And then having to put himself back together again as best he could. It was far from perfect.

He almost didn’t make it, matter of fact. It wasn’t until he’d left his room again that Kyle suddenly realised that Wren now lived in Block B. Which meant passing the infirmary again. Where there was a dead body. And all of that blood. Too much blood. She was dead. He’d never seen a dead body before.

It meant that when he finally knocked on Wren’s door, he was crying again. He just wanted it all to go away.

( The Simple Choice )

Characters: Kyle and Matt then Kyle, Matt and Jae
Setting: Patrol, the infirmary, the law enforcement office - afternoon

( All is quiet until someone finds a body... )

Characters: Autumn and Kyle
Setting: her room

( it's temporary suckage )

Characters: Adam and Kyle
Setting: Adam's Room, middle of the night

( but sometimes it's all you have )

Characters: Adam and Kyle
Setting: Cafeteria/Adam's room

( ...and why using it can be a bad move )

Characters: Kyle and Zach
Setting: The Courtyard, morning

Kyle knew he was twitching. How could he not be? Adam was down in the court room getting who knew what punishment for hitting a guy who, by all rights, deserved far more than what he got. If you believed Adam - which Kyle did, without a shadow of a doubt.

Sure, the artist knew he could have turned up for the hearing, but he had concluded that would be a bad idea. He had barely been able to keep his temper in check last night. He doubted his presence there would do Adam any favours at all. So, he'd stayed away - and twitched. After he'd returned to his room, he had sorted all his works, tidied his room some. He had taken a shower and changed. He'd actually laid down to sleep at one point (sitting the best part of the night on the floor, leaning against bars, was not a great inducement for quality sleep...), but he hadn't been able to get his mind to settle. In the end, he'd left and gone for a walk. He hoped some air would clear his head and maybe he'd find something to distract himself with.

Zach was still growing accustomed to things, but being out in the open was a new thing he was learning to enjoy. He had his book, reading in the courtyard, intent on putting distance between himself and his room.

( Unusual )

Characters: Adam, Kyle, Ryan and Reece
Setting: Detention, night

Prison wasn’t fun. Like not at all. And sure, really it was just a cell in the basement of the facility, but it sucked. The bed looked kind of the same, the bars were definitely the same and the whole place was really screwing with Adam. His bravado about taking whatever punishment they gave him was seeping away quickly. As it was, he was sitting on the edge of the cot, back against the wall, knees pulled up to his chest, trying to concentrate on breathing without throwing up and keeping the memories at bay.

Kyle had hurried down to the detention centre as soon as he’d been done with Becka, grabbing his back as he’d headed for the elevator. Giving a nod to the guy at the desk, he’d indicated that he was here to see Adam and, thankfully, hadn’t had to explain himself any further than that, or argue as to why he should be allowed in. “Hey,” he said, walking up to the bars. God, but that was a horrible sight - it brought back far too many memories for his liking.

( Conversation, then Company )

Characters: Becka and any of those invited and any who drop in uninvited
Setting: Cafeteria, evening

All of her stuff was packed and ready to go, she'd let the administration know of her decision to graduate rather than return to the prison population, and now she was getting ready to go to the little 'party' she'd organized. She'd felt just a little silly making that invitation in the program on the computer, but it was cute and she rather thought this place needed a little silly. Besides, she wanted to leave here on a positive note.

It was a little bit before the time she'd set for the party when Becka headed down the stairs and across the courtyard to the cafeteria, Polaroid camera in hand. She'd showered and changed, not wearing long sleeves for the first time since her ordeal, put on just a little bit of makeup, more to cover the circles under her eyes. She managed to make it to the cafeteria first and headed for a table near a wall, pushing herself up to sit on it facing the entryway, waiting to see who would make it.

Characters: Adam and Kyle
Setting: Late afternoon, outside the kitchen

Adam felt like shit. His lip was bleeding, his face hurt, his side was agony and he was sure he’d be peppered in bruises for days. His hand hurt too, though thankfully the one punch hadn’t reopened the old wounds, but they looked redder than usual. He’d managed to find some ice, plastic bag of it in a borrowed dish towel against his face as he stumbled out of the kitchen, eyes open for Ryan but mostly locked on getting back to his room.

“What the hell happened to you?” Kyle’s voice sounded out from the doorway to the kitchen where the artist stood, the apple he had been about to bite into frozen halfway to his lips.

( And the Rest )

Characters: Wren and Kyle
Setting: wren's room

( and a few more needles )

Setting Pre-dawn, Kyle's room
Characters: Adam and Kyle

Thankfully his patrol with Grace was mostly uneventful, just more of the same and everything seemed safe for a moment. Or as relative of a term as safe got. He left Grace and with dawn starting to peek up, he wasn’t sure what to do with himself. He started back towards his room, taking the slightly longer way that took him past Kyle’s room. It was a habit, walking by Kyle’s room, one he didn’t think on too much, but he knew it better now for what it was. He wasn’t going to stop, but the light was on and given the hour...

Maybe Kyle had fallen asleep with the light on. Or maybe he was up. Adam hesitated for a moment then knocked, one shoulder against the doorframe near where the door would open, running his fingers over his hair. The morning was already warm and he was glad he’d stuck to just the undershirt he’d tried to sleep in, distantly thinking that it might actually be the right sort of fit that Kyle had been urging him to start wearing. And it had only been half intentional.

( What I really meant )

Characters: Zach and Kyle
Setting: midday, Kyle's room

( a balance )

Characters: Wren and Kyle
Setting: Kyle's Room, morning

Kyle had been up for most of the night, working. Sleep never came easily to him when he felt the need to rebalance factors in his life. When he felt the need to atone for some wrong doing, some failing on his part. He couldn’t sleep until he figured out what he should do, and until he put that into action.

The artist had finally secumbed to sleep as dawn broke, his eyes finally giving up as drifting closed, slumped over his desk where he had been working, the piece all but finished.

( Approaching issues )

Characters: Kyle and Adam
Setting: midday, Kyle's room

( 'round and 'round they go )

characters: autumn and kyle
setting: the workshop

( yes, I can )

Characters: Kyle and Adam
Setting: Adam's room

Adam left Cal, feeling somewhere between better and worse and was headed straight for his room again, but the crunching of glass under his feet had him stopping. The bar was trashed, like really trashed and though he wasn’t really interested in cleaning it, he couldn’t leave with glass all over the floor and wound up sweeping up the worst of it. There weren’t nearly as many bottles left as there had been, which was almost depressing. It would suck to get a bartending job, then no longer have a bar to tend.

Leaving it better than he found it, even if he was tempted to grab a bottle to take to Kyle later, he was headed back up to his room. The messages helped keep his mind off everything, but he jumped at the offer to see Kyle, starting down to his room once it wasn’t like he was running down there immediately. Though maybe Kyle wouldn’t mind that. He knocked, smiling at the prospect of spending time with his friend, a distraction from the band-aid on his arm from the shot from Cal, and everything that came with it. Or so he was thinking right up until he remembered the conversation with Wren from the night before. How she was so sure that he liked Kyle. That sent his mind spiralling out of control, and it was written all over his face.

( It started off so simply )

Characters: Meg and Kyle
Setting: Kyle's room, morning

Despite being up stupidly late, Meg had actually woken earlier than she had in days and although she felt distinctly sleep deprived, her thoughts were much clearer than they had been the day before. She wasn't about to make any overreaching claims of being mentally or emotionally stable but she had a purpose in mind, a direction she was planning to move in and for the time being it was enough anchor her in the here and now.

The new perspective, flawed as it arguably was, also meant she was finally grounded enough to engage again with other people so when she got the message from Kyle and realised how much she'd not been there for him, how much she'd missed him, she didn't waste any time.

( Friends Who Know Me )

Who: Grace and Kyle
Setting: Evening, Farm/Garden Area, then near the elevators

( Let's Get to Know One Another )

Characters: Cal and Kyle
Setting: medical bay, evening

Kyle looked at his watch. Eight on the dot. Taking a breath, he headed into the medical bay. “Cal? Doc?” he called, trying not to let any nervousness sound in his tone. Sure, he felt more stable now than he had that morning, but still - having a talk with the doctor remained a good idea, he thought.

Cal had prepared for this, as much as he could. He’d seen to his appointments for the day, meeting with Jun-he in the library and seeing to matters in the clinic through the day, but through it all Cal knew the clock was ticking down. Upstairs, there’d been a cookout and a memorial for Caroline, as well as what he hoped was kinship forming among the others in the wake of these new tragedies. But down here? Cal was just waiting.

He’d bagged up a pair of sandwiches, sealing them up and tucking them in a little cooler downstairs with some bottles of water before settling in to wait. Really, the clinic’s sterile conditions weren’t as welcoming as Cal would’ve liked for a therapy session, but everywhere else was public space. He would just have to make do. Which he was doing when Kyle stepped in with Cal’s name on his lips. “C’mon in,” Cal answered from his desk, slipping out of his seat and turning the chair. “How’re you feelin’?”

( Talking the Talk )

Characters: Kyle and Wren
Setting: her room, afternoon

( and what they don't say )