Atisuto opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. He sat up, wincing when he moved his hands. He frowned, quite mad, but happy the cuts healed on his hands. Vlad had come into his room and punished him, for what reason? He did not now. Vlad had tied up his hands and used a knife to create many, many short cuts in his hands, making moving them in any way painful. They healed so that he could still use his drawing abilities with them, but it'd hurt like Hell. He got up and changed, still slightly wincing as he moved his hands.
He left his room once he was dressed and avoided touching anything to hopefully further deprovoke any more pains. He was escorted to the Dining room where Breakfast was served. She sat down at an empty table and slightly painfully drew some gauze tape, the ones he had were now blood-stained and uncomfortable. He threw away the used ones and wrapped his hands back up neatly. He looked over to see only two other people in the room, Allison and Vlad. He ignored Allison and leaned back on the seat of the table. "What's on the agenda today, Vlad-y ol' pal?" he asked with a smirk.
Kanjo sat up on his bed and stared at the wall. Last night had been quite the night. Kanjo, with his ability to take in massive amounts of pain and his Schizophrenia (which causes him to reat to things physically and emotionally different than most people), so Vlad had a hard time making him feel pain and getting a reaction out of him. First he tried using a knife, then a butcher knife, then a belt, and then finally a belt with sharp shards of glass attached to it. He felt a bit of pain at the butcher knife, but never actually showed any of it until the belt with sharp shards of glass.
Now, his back was cut and bruised to quite a degree, with a bit of the wounds now stopped bleeding and atleast a bit bearable. He put on his clothes, yet didn't wince when he put on a shirt. Due to his pain resistance, he didn't feel much pain from the shirt touching the wounds. He got up and walked out f his room, being led to the Dining room by a guard and sitting at a table in the corner.
He saw two of the other inmates in the Dining room but ignored them. Vlad was there too, so he ignored them all. He sat on the seat of the table and went back into the fetal position, which was a spot he quite like to do. It helped block out the other people and his life of his.
