[IC] Visions(43xGalaxy)

[4323O2]

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Vision Statanov

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Awake?

No

Asleep?

No

Help!

Not coming

They'll all die!

I know

Let me go!

When your purpose has been completed

But the fires-!

Hush

But-

ENOUGH

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Vision Statanov startled awake in a cold sweat, gasping for air. He struggled against the sheets until they fell to the floor in a pile. He fought against his restraints for a moment before remembering where he was. His right wrist was chained to the wall, reminding him that he was a prisoner in this hell that people called Enthon Asylum. The young man let out a whimper, sounding more like a little boy than a man. What had gotten him sent here? His ability to see the future, which was now backfiring heavily. He had known he would be sent here, but when it happened he hadn't yet known who would be stuck taking care of him and his eratic behavior.

That is to say, Vision's behavior wasn't that bad. Sure, he sometimes fainted at the most random times due to not being able to control his abilities. Sure, he woke up screaming sometimes. Sure, he had issues. But he wasn't a bad person. He may have been one of the few at Enthon who were classified as legally unstable, but he wasn't bad.

He looked around, pulling himself into a sitting position and pulling the sheet back onto the bed. He hoped his caretaker hadn't seen that. If he had- well, Vision was a bit less than a dead man. He shuddered at the thought.

[StarsLight]

Oliver Wallen was getting the meal ready for patient, putting a little extra pepper in to be mean about it. Oliver never really expected he would take care of one of the more insane patients on his first job. Sure maybe he lied a bit in his qualifications but it wasn't enough to make him have to deal with the 'vision guy' as everyone calls him.

Oliver rolled his blue eyes with a sigh and opened the door with his foot after scanning his badge in the door, walking in and closing it behind him. "Breakfast." He called, voice rather cold. He put the tray over the patients legs, and moved to unlock their wrist from the chain. "If you try to fight or escape you will be put back into the chains for an indefinite time period." Oliver said, reciting what they had to say every time they unlocked someone's chains.

[4323O2]

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Vision Statanov

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Vision let out a quiet growl at the man's tone. "You think I'm stupid, do you?" He spat, not touching the food. He wasn't hungry either way. Trust a guard? In hell. All I've been treated with is disrespect, He thought bitterly, glaring at the man. He knew the drill by now. Fight against chains, wind up worse off than one already was. And one was pretty worse off if they wound up in Enthon.

[StarsLight]

Oliver shrugged. "Doesn't say it on your file. Why? Because I did my job." He sneered. "Your crazy ass probably is stupid." He said with a glare, blue eyes hard and cold. "You have 10 minutes to ear your food. Better hurry." He said, pulling a chair from outside and sitting in front of the door, watching Vision. Oliver was supposed to watch him for the full 10 minutes to make sure he didn't try anything. It was always a hassle because he was bored out of his mind. He just continued to watch Vision, fixing him with a glare as he crossed his right leg over the left, moving some of his brown hair from his eyes.

[4323O2]

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Vision Statanov

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Vision's response was simply to stare back, not even glaring. Just- watching. "I don't need the time. You are aware that I do not eat at this hour and never have." He sounded like he knew it was true. Sure, protocol, but Vision never ate breakfast. It was a weird habbit of his that he would sooner die than break.

[StarsLight]

Oliver sighed and leaned back in the chair. "Either way, its my job to allow you the time, if I don't, I could get fired, and as much as I'd like that, I need the money soo." The amount of money he's getting paid is absolutely insane, around 100 dollars an hour, plus his extra 50 for taking an unstable patient. Oliver continued to lean back in the chair. He would probably fall soon seeing as how the chair was already wobbling.

[4323O2]

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Vision Statanov

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Vision lifted an eyebrow. “You’re going to fall.” He warned, though he didn’t care too much for the guard’s safety. He just didn’t want get accused of anything. He picked at the bread on the tray, not at all interested in it. You’re going to die, little guard. And I’ll enjoy watching it just the same as I do in all my visions. He’s going to get himself killed if he doesn’t start listening to me, damnit!

[StarsLight]

Oliver scoffed. "I will not." He said, crossing his arms and leaning back more before promptly falling on his back, quickly getting up. Flushed with embarrassment as he sat back in the chair after picking it up. "That didn't happen." He said with a huff. Rolling his eyes. Of course he fell, he was leaning back in the stupid chair. It was the chairs fault. He nodded as if reaching a conclusion in his head.

[4323O2]

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Vision smirked. “See? Maybe I’m still crazy?” He mocked, not about to let the guard get out of this easily.

[StarsLight]

Oliver glared. "Yes, very, very crazy. So crazy, that you aren't even allowed to mingle with the other patients." He said, rubbing that status in to Vision. Feeling petty after falling out of the chair. With a look at the clock he chained Vision back up and took the food. "Hope you have a good, alone few hours." He then closed and locked the door, leaving to put the tray into the sink before going to the breakroom.

[4323O2]

Vision smirked. "I mean, it's not that bad. I like the quiet." He yawned and lay back on the bed, not really having any other options. Well I'm bored. He noted to himself, not sure what he could do.

[StarsLight]

Oliver was talking to a coworker most of the time before preparing a meal that looked actually good for once, opening the door, and setting up the tray and unlocking Vision. "You have 10 minutes to complete the meal, if you attempt to attack me or escape, you will be locked up more." Oliver said, sounding bored as always since he did this multiple times a day everyday.

[4323O2]

Vision showed absolutely no interest in the meal, as usual. "Again, don't need it. I don't know why you bother feeding me if we're all going to die anyway. Much sooner than you'd think, you know. By fire and blade."

[StarsLight]

Oliver sighed. "Everyone dies, your stupid visions or whatnot will not change that. You'll probably die of old age in this place. Just eat the god damn food." He said, sitting on the chair in front of the door, not leaning back this time, not wanting to be embarrassed again by falling.