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Beatrix
It had been several hours before Zara regained consciousness. Waking slowly with a groan, she placed a hand atop her head as her eyes fluttered open. She stared at the ceiling for a good moment before realizing that the only thoughts that were in her head were her own. It absolutely astounded her at how quiet her mind was. Pulling in a deep breath, she brought her arm down and caught sight of the bracelet dangling from it. Zara raised a brow in question before remembering a voice she had heard before she passed out. The doctor must have placed this trinket on her. She scrunched her nose in annoyance; now she'll have to thank the shrink for actually helping her.
Her lips blew a raspberry before she attempted to stand. Other than feeling a bit sore from thrashing about, everything seemed to be in order. She cleared her throat and fixed the undershirt draping across her torso- only then just remembering she was still in Felix's clothes. Closing her eyes she push back her emotions, she made her way out of her room in search of the doctor. She might as well get the thank you over with before he did something to further irk her.
As she went in search of him, she passed by the map room and noticed a large shadow hovering over the map. Zara hesitantly walked to the doorway and peered inside. She watched as the caretaker was mumbling and whimpering to himself as he started to scribe. Gulping, she took a small step forward until she realized he was mumbling her name.
"Zara...Zara...Zara..."
She sucked in a quick breath at the hushed whispers of her name. Nothing good could come of her name being on his laps as his eyes were glued to the map. Worrying her bottom lip with her teeth, she sat down in the chair opposite him and kept her eyes on him. She barely realized that she couldn't hear his thoughts, only his words. Zara wanted to help him, to end his pain. Yet, she knew that his scribing only meant that a new case was on its way. A case apparently that she was going to lead.
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Her eyes widened in awe once she appeared in the front hallway of the house. It had only been a few hours since she was approached by the ORO and Beatrix still couldn't believe that she was given this opportunity. Yet, she didn't quite know what to expect- all she was told was that her ability could come in handy for some special cases. What type of cases, she didn't ask. All she knew was that she was finally going to have a bed to sleep in tonight. And possibly get some decent grub into her stomach. She really couldn't care less what else was in store for her.
Or so she thought.
As Trix made her way down the front hall, she couldn't help the ominous feeling that was creeping its way along her skin. Where she had been expecting to see a few people, there had been none to welcome her. Did no one expect her to show? Surely someone at the Ministry had told them she was coming. She continued to walk down the hall and stopped when she heard faint mumbling. Raising a brow, she walked towards the mumbling and approached an open doorway. Bea looked in just as tears of blood started running down the caretakers face. Sucking in a quick gasp of breath, the eyes rolled back in her head before she passed out, hitting the floor- not without her nose turning into a pig's snout.
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Hearing the intake of breath and crash on the floor, Zara blinked and turned her head in the direction of the noise. Seeing the new girl on the floor, she tilted her head.
"Well...And a howdy do to you, as well." She turned her head once more towards the caretaker once she heard scribbling. Watching as he started to write in his blood, she took a shaky breath and stayed stock still. She didn't want to interrupt him in any way.
Wasn't long before the caretaker stopped writing and took several steps back. With a whimper, he nodded to Zara before making his way to his room. Zara got to her feet and hesitantly walked over to the scry map. She took a breath as she looked it over. As she took everything in, she groaned and closed her eyes.
"Danvers State Asylum....Yay for even more crazy people."