[IC] .:Luna Sea Insane Asylum:. [always accepting new patients.]

[The1Rolling1Boy]

@Silmaril
Chara looks at Flowey and sighs frowning, "I didn't like how she was talking to Evina. She grabbed her arm... I killed her, Flowey Helped... That's why there was blood on the ground and a body outside. She stares at the ground and back at Flowey. "Kill or be killed kid, Flowey says loud enough for anyone near them to hear including the man near them. He had a big toothly grin has he focused his energy on making himself visoble for the man to see him, and he did, his expression was playful and he had his tongue sticking out like how it was when the man first came in. Chara played with her sleeves trying to hide her cuts that she made last night.

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
The black-haired nurse froze for a second at the girl's confession. Had he heard her right? She just admitted to commit murder? It was something they had to deal with, of course, with the little control and security in the asylum and the rather frave state of each patient in there... But he just had never been hit by the fact of a dead inside of it before. He looked up at Chara, not horror in his gaze but concern. "You...?", he couldn't even manage to finish the question, so instead he tried another one. "Was it a staff member or another patient..., the one who messed with Evina?", he inquired. It wasn't like if knowing it was a patient would have made the fact any better or less grave, but if the staff wasn't capable of dealing with the patients...
All his thoughts stopped in his mind as he heard the strange voice coming out of nowhere; it wasn't a good sign. Voices where supposed to be in the patients' heads, if they could manifest, it had to be something much worse. And he soon saw it. A flower-like tall figure sitting by the girl's side on the bed, a wicked grin creeping on his face as his eyes fixed on the nurse. Jim gulped, not daring to look away. He wasn't hallucinating now, was he? No. This was real, he could feel the disturbance in the atmosphere.
"Is... that your... little friend, Chara?", he asked her, amber eyes fixed on the ethereal form. "The one who told you to kill that woman?"

[The1Rolling1Boy]

Chara nods her head and points to Flowey and he wrapped his arms around her and took control of her body in spit seconds. An evil grin grew on her face, "I did most if the work! I used Chara has a body to do so" They, Their voices switching from part to part. Flowey released her and he moved closer to the man and sits directly behind Chara and stinks out his tongue. "She was one of the Nurses... She threatened to take Evina away. I wouldn't allow it. Flowey took control and I saw nothing of it. Please don't take me away either." She pulls on her sleeves more trying to hide her cuts hoping he wouldn't notice, Mister was very nice and she hoped to talk to Ina again, and hopefully get to know her better. "I'm not so little now am I?" Flowey snickers and looks at the male nurse, the white pupils in his eye sockets staring at him, staring into his soul.

Mister= (Jim)@Silmaril
Ina= (Evina) @Grifter

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
Jim nodded slowly, watching the rather spooky display happening before him and gently approached the girl, crouching in front of her to be more or less at her level, watching her with big sincere eyes. "I'm not taking ya anywhere, honey.", he assured her with a soft voice. "We... may talk about that incident later, 'lright? Now, I would like to look at those arms of yours, if ya don't mind." He explained himself as he held out his hand, palm facing up, towards her. He gave the demonic being behind her a brief glance, before looking back at her in expectancy. "Would ya let me help wash off the blood and tend those wounds, dear?"
His voice was soothing and melodious, like a soft sweet lullaby. The thing about him was that he actually cared about the patients.

[The1Rolling1Boy]

@Silmaril
Chara gives him her arms and stares at the ground. She at least twenty and at most 30 going down both of her forearms, they were pretty deep too. She also had a diagonal one going through half of them. She whimper looking at her bed which had some of her blood on it from cutting herself. Flowey sighs and disappears deciding to leave her alone for a bit. Chara frowns embarrassed that she has to show him and how many there were. She was happy he was actually concerned about her unlike that mean lady. Mister reminded her of her mother. She will probably never forgive herself for killing her mother but flowey made her, she had no control. But after that she was the one doing all the killing of her friends. They weren't really friends, they were all nice to her because they just wanted to use her for her money. Techically Chara would inherite her parents riches were somewhere around a million dollars around there manison and 5 acres of farm land.

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
A subtle wince appeared on the man's visage the moment he stared down at Chara's wounds. They were too many, and some of them not very pretty-looking. She must have lost a good amount of blood already; if he didn't tend them soon, they could get infected or something, and she would only lose more blood, which was way too risky. Jim looked into the girl's eyesas if he could look into her soul, yet not in an intimidating way but transmitting her some sense of tranquility or peace through his calming gaze.
"Chara, dear, I'm going to heal ya, is that 'lright? It's not going to hurt, but you might feel a little dizzy afterwards. You've lost a lot of blood already, dear.", He explained in a soft tone as he reached for the girl's arm, his fingertips barely ghosting around her wrist, not even touching her in fact. "Just relax and hold still for a second, yes? It won't last long.", he asked gently.
He glanced down at her exposed wounded arms again, then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Humming a very soft tune, almost angelic, his fingers moved delicately over the bleeding cuts on her skin, not even touching, yet it felt like some kind of energy was emitted by his fingertips. Slowly, the wounds began to heal, the skin closing and just leaving a very thin scar behind where the cuts used to be. He did the same with the other arm, healing her in matter of seconds. Once he was done, he finished the sweet melody he had been humming and opened his eyes one again, staring down at his work with a smile on his face. "It's done. Didn't hurt ya, did I?" He said as if trying to cheer her up.

[The1Rolling1Boy]

@Silmaril
"No, Mister... But I do feel like I'm going to be sick," Chara says him with a soft innocent child like tone before coughs into her lap. She was fairly light-headed and nauseous. She coughs once more this time with small specks of blood. She weakly smiles at Mister has if she was about to pass out and she almost did. Flowey reappears and quickly goes to her and comforts her. Even though he may be her demon he can still worry about her, even though that he was sent to get her dead and send to Hell. But Flowey didn't want that for kid, they were to young and not even in there teenage years. Chara was only 10 and her soul which was red and pure is now nothing but a black corruption made up of everything gross in the world sworming and wrapping itself like yarn around a small glowing red heart shaped dot.

[Grifter]

Evina nodded to Chara when she decided to head back to her room. Shrugging it off she decided to do some exploring of her own. She hadn’t been in the asylum long and she was curious of the building and the residents who resided in it. One thing she did know however, and it was to stay as far away from the doctor as possible. Stories floated about the asylum that the doctor was someone not to be trusted. She had heard plenty of stories about the doctor and how patients either disappeared or came back completely different. Some came back more violent, some never spoke again. Some had to be locked away in another ward to keep them away from the other patients. The more stories Evina heard the more her curiosity was piqued.

Leaving the hallway after hearing one of the staff members talk to the nurse she had persuaded to clean up Chara’s mess she ran towards another empty hallway, the boys right on her tail as she wandered about looking into each window as she passed a door by. Some patients were sleeping; others were either reading, drawing or slamming their head against walls. One was even smearing something along the wall and laughing maniacally. Arching a brow she stepped away from the door and turned down another corridor. The sounds of screaming echoed through the halls making her put her hands over her ears as she continued her descent to another part of the asylum never staying in one place for too long. “Evi, maybe we should go and look around the more interesting places…” Evina turned to look at Aedan. “Like where?” Tristram’s eyes looked towards a darker hallway where the lights seem to keep flickering. “Yeah, like down there… That looks really interesting, feels a little ominous too.” Isaac chimed in as he turned his attention towards the same hall. “Probably the morgue or that other room where they send the dead bodies that no one claims, like the furnace or some shit. Let’s go, maybe we’ll find some more ghosts.” A wide grin spread across his lips as she started his way towards it. Evina sighed and nodded. "Alright, alright… Let’s go.”

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
Jim hurried to grab her before she could faint, patting her shoulder gently and helped her lay down on the bed. "There, there... It's 'lright. You're going to be 'lright, dear. Just rest, yes? You'll feel better soon. Your blood cells have to regenerate.", he instructed kindly, caressing delicately her hair and pushing away a bang of hair from her forehead. His tenderness was surely motherly, one could tell. He treated all living things (and some other not so alive) as if they were his children.
"I'm leaving ya so y'can rest, 'lright? If ya need anything else, just call me and I'll be here for ya.", he said, smiling at her. His eyes then turned to glance over at the flowerly demon by her side. "I would like to have a word later, but now I need ya to take care of her. Could ya do that?", he asked Flowey, his voice still calm and soft.
He didn't exactly wait for a reply, he picked up his clipboard and stood up, grabbing a cloth from his pocket to wipe his hands. He needed to wash them before he resumed his daily check on the patients. He then started moving towards the door, intending to leave so he could head to the bathroom and wash himself.

Outside, in another dark hall of the asylum, a young brunette was singing some unknown lyrics to an imaginary melody, loud enough for everyone around to hear. Not like he could ever give a fuck if he disturbed another's peace or not; they were all so freaking loud and annoying all the damn time, he deserved to have his moment now and then, too. He walked down the hall, feeling the need to just move and hopefully breathe some fresh air, so he was finding his way towards the gardens. There he would get some peace, probably.
"I am a circus freak, caught in a cage, caught in a cage~!", he sang, running his fingers through the walls as they kept changing texture and colour. "Staring without a blink, swallow me whole, swallow me whole~!" He went on as he moved down the hall, turning right and left at corners as he decided which where to go.
@Grifter

[The1Rolling1Boy]

@Silmaril
Chara coughs once more before he left. Flowey death stares the man and huffs before turning his attention to Chara. He sighs and gently place his hand on her forehead. She was burning up, like she was a liveg bonfire. "Jeez Mortal... I am not one but I do know that you are not supposed to be this hot," Flowey says slightly worried and unsure what to do about this new project, she looked okay yesterday and she hasn't eaten for at least 2 days. Chara shivers and curls up in a ball coughing some more, "Flowey... I'm so cold..." Flowey looks down at her shocked, He slowly took off her green sweater and striaghtened out the black tanktop she was wearing underneath. He gently picked her up making sure not to wake her, once he has her in his arms he carried her around the halls trying to find help. "Help! Chara is sick. Help! Someone help! I'm only a Demon I don't know how mortals work," Flowey repeats the words through the halls has he runs around taking lefts and rights hoping to find Mister Nurse.

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
Jim was just walking out of the restroom after he had washed his hands, only a few doors way from Chara's, so he wasn't too far from there when suddenly the spectre he had seen earlier in the girl's room walk out into the hall, screaming out for help as he carriend something in his arms: Chara. Jim blinked and rushed towards them as fast as he could, worry drawing a frown on his pale face. "What is it?", he asked, quickly checking on the girl's pulse. She was stable, but she felt unhealthily hot. "Oh my! She has fever. Quick, we 've to lay her back on bed, I'll soak this cloth so we can put it on her forehead to lessen her temperature, 'lright?", he instructed, trying not to altere himself or the seemingly worried flower-like being before him. "It's nothing too bad, I hope. She'll be fine. Just put her back on bed and I'll be there in a second."

[The1Rolling1Boy]

@Silmaril
Flowey nods his head and carries Chara back to her room and lays her down. He whimpers and kneels on the ground by the bed. He stares her tilting his head. He may have no soul at all but he still cared about Chara. He has been with her for almost 5 years now. "I'm so sorry Chara. This is problable my fault. Completely and totally my fault, Flowey frowns and rests his head on the bed.

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
As soon as he could, Jim was back into Chara's room, the fresh soaked cloth in hand as he approached the bed, moving her hair away so that he could place it on her forehead. He sighed, looked down at her, before turning back to Flowey. "We must 've to let her breathe a bit. It's a response of her body to the blood loss. She'll be fine, she just needs to eat and rest.", he said, standing by the end of the bed quietly. He made a pause, seemingly lost in his thoughts, before he spoke again. "You worry about her, even when you haunt her 'round.", it wasn't a question but an observation. "I c'n feel some kind of emotional connection between the two of ya. It's been a long time, isn't it?" He offered the spectral being a little smile.

[The1Rolling1Boy]

@Silmaril
Flowey softly nods his head looking over at Chara before looking up at Mister Nurse. "Yes... I have been her Demon for 3 years... And since we have came here after killing those people. I have been physically changing and becoming more visible by mortals. I'm afraid soon I will be merely a flower with a face in a pot or something, maybe a boot," He sighs and turns back to Chara gently holding her hand, "We were our strongest when we are killing... Chara used to love killing. But now she doesn't... Is it because she is a 10 or 12... Is really that time of the mortals life that they change physically and Mentally??" Flowey panics slightly confused and worried about what will happen to her.

[Grifter]

Evina could hear someone singing in the distance, her eyes darting towards the sound but not seeing anything. She continued to walk down the hall, her eyes scanning everything. “Should we go up ahead and check it out?” Evina looked at Aedan and shook her head. “No, it’s okay. Let’s just keep going…” He nodded and proceeded alongside her as they made a turn down the next corridor. The sound of someone singing began to grow louder as they walked farther and farther in. Just as she rounded the corner she walked into something hard knocking her balance over. She landed on her bottom with a thud that echoed through the empty space. “Oomph…” The boys all turned to look at Evina as she huffed and picked herself up and wiped herself down. “Hey, buddy why don’t you watch where you’re going!” She crossed her arms over her chest in an annoyed manner. The boys all giving their attention towards the figure now after making sure Evina hadn’t been seriously injured from her fall.

@Silmaril

(Sorry my posts are slow and short. I've been busy but I promise to post as soon as I can.)

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
The black haired man chuckled softly, shaking his head as he seemed a bit amused by the demon's reaction; it wasn't mockingly, more like a sweetened laugh. "She is changing, indeed. It's called puberty. But she will be 'lright, y'll see.", he explained calmly, his hand gently reaching out to lay on the demon's shoulder, comfortingly. Even as ethereal as it was, it was energy, and that Jim could handle. "Chara'll get well soon, I hope. But ya oughtn't haunt her in her weakest. I'm sure she'll go b'ck to her usual self, though I'm not much eager about the killing." Jim shrugged, wincing a little at the thought of it. At least, he knew that spectre wasn't completely bad, if he did worry about Chara that way.

Carson winced and grunted something under his breath, seemingly annoyed as he had bumped into something, or rather someone, on his way down the hall. Once he saw the girl laying on the floor, he huffed sardonically, rolling his deep blue eyes as if bored. "Me? You're the one who was clearly not paying attention on her way. How very reckless!", he mocked, shaking his head in feigned disappointment. "Now you might learn the lesson and stay away from others' way, girl." The brunette boy looked around, making sure he was heading the right direction, as he felt a little dizzy and disorientated by the accidental collision. His head began throbbing achingly once again, he pressed his fingers against his temples, rubbing at them. "Ugh! Fan-fucking-tastic! You just caused me a headache."
@Grifter
| It's alright, no worries. :) |

[The1Rolling1Boy]

Flowey softly nodded his head and looked up at him, "Teach me everything you know about mortals. I want to help and take care of her if we can't reach you. I know its a weird thing to ask but I really do wanna help her. She is so young and I want to be by her side until the day she dies or until she ends up getting rid of me." He slowly stood up looking down at Mister Nurse. Chara slowly came to and sat up coughing. She weakly looked around rubbing her eyes, Flowey? Mister? What happened? Whats going on?"
@Silmaril

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
Jim nodded at the demon once, showing his agreement to his request. He was actually glad to hear that coming from said being, since it was now revealing a good nature instead and truly seemed to cared about Chara. "Of course, quite gladly I will.", he replied to Flowey with a soft smile. "Chara needs ya, Flowey. And I'm happy to know you're willing to help her as well."
He turned towards the bed the moment he heard the girl stirring a bit, and took a few steps closer, checking on her pulse and temperature once again. "It's 'lright, dear. You're going to get better. It's just a fever, and it's 'lready lowering a bit.", Jim said soothingly, caressing her hair and offering her a reassuring smile. "Flowey is helping me look 'fter ya, actually." He confessed, looking back at the ethereal flower-like being beside him.

[The1Rolling1Boy]

@Silmaril
Flowey softly waves with a faint smile and stick out his tongue. Chara laughs and sticks hers back at him before beginning a coughing fit. She just coughed and coughed for what felt like 3 minutes maybe 5 minutes. She groans once she finished and lays back down, "It's so hot... I feel horrible." Chara whimpers abd slowly lays back down on her side and her stomach growls. Flowey knees down and looks at Chara and tilts his head, "Are you hungry? We haven't ate in at least 3 days now. Maybe we could find you something to eat."

[Silmaril]

@The1Rolling1Boy
He couldn't deny he was surprised about the fact that the girl had starved herself for so long, and soon the worry was back upon him. "It's not good for ya to starve yourself like that, dear. Ya must eat regularly, so ya don't get sick like this.", He told her seriously, though it was still too soft to be a proper scold. Yet his worried words had the same effect. "I'll give ya some medicine, for ya to feel better about that ache. But I need ya to eat something first, or it'd only be worse." Jim then looked at Flowey. "Could ya stay with her and look after her while I go get her some food?", he asked it. Calling the demon an it didn't feel entirely right now that he get to know him a bit, showing some conscience somehow.