Anarchy Insanity

[Star Pupil]

Micaiah stood at the window with her gaze directed at the sky. The red head suffered from heterochromia iridum, one eye being brown and the other one being hazel. Her soft, baby fine hair was pulled back into a loose and curly pony tail that did nothing to keep her unkempt bangs out of her freckle ridden face. She was one of the most sane people there in her opinion. While the monkeys drooled over their broken toys and puzzles, she knew that there was something strange going on and she'd find out. She didn't remember how long she'd been here, but it was long enough for her to be trained into good behavior. She did not want to be punished by them...she had already been to the padded room a few times. Since they had not shown themselves she assumed it was because she was doing good, but the urge to start being a bad girl was rising.

All these people made her sick. They were all happy and content with their miserable lives in this one building. But she wasn't. She pressed her face against the window and continued to stare. She had spent most days at this very spot, dreaming of once again being free. Why had she ever been locked in here in the first place? All she did was teach a few girls a lesson for making fun of her. What was so wrong about that? Why did everyone expect her to sit quietly and not beat their heads in with an inanimate object that was close by? That didn't make any sense. It was the logical thing to do if words did not work. It was their own fault. Now she was stuck here in uncomfortable and loose clothes. She hated them, they were too baggy and made her blend in with everyone else. Maybe it was time for a change. She took off her shirt, and then began to rip at the seams to make the stupid thing more comfortable. She noticed other staring at her full and perky breasts but she didn't care anymore. The thing was too damn big and hot. Besides, its not like these people had never seen a topless woman before.

 

[DomG]

For most people this kind of place was terrible, stuck with no where to go while being poked and prodded... but Dominic Kane was thriving here, his family donated enough money to the privately funded hospital to make sure that he was enjoying a living situation far better then many of the other patients. While others had to suffer with room mates Dominic was given a room all to himself, where others had to earn special privileges such as a tv in their room or unsupervised time in the gym... but Dominic had all of this as a matter of course. IT was amazing what a massive amount of money could get you these days, the plea deal he had taken was definitely the better option over going to prison, though in Dominic's mind he really didn't deserve either.

It had been nearly a year ago that the events that led to him being here had gotten him had occurred. A girl, he had really cared about her, twenty three years old and he thought he was in love. Sure he had been a tad bit overbearing and controlling, sure he got rougher then was necessary, and yes when he caught her in bed with another young man he had ended up beating him half to death. Sure there were some anger issues there but did that mean that he needed to spend an extended period of time under observation? Even his parents prodigiously deep pockets hadn't been able to get him out of it and so he was spending some time here.

With a grunt Dominic awoke and sat up in his bed, stretching and slowly climbing out of bed. He was nude, always sleeping that way and with a smile he glanced at himself in the mirror, unable to keep from admiring the perfection that he saw every time he looked there, his body was tall and lean, the time that he had in the gym was put to good use every day, his dark hair was normally neatly trimmed but the time in hear had caused him to become a little less orderly with his appearance, now it was longer and shaggy, reaching half way down the back of his neck.

Taking a moment to get dressed Dominic didn't bother too shower, he was hungry and enjoyed getting to the cafeteria before most other people did to enjoy the meal without the patients who banged their heads into the table or drooled on the floor. The cafeteria however was empty, a strange thing because it was during the posted meal hours during which he should be able to get some breakfast. This was a break in the normal and Dominic made his way up to the front desk to find someone to cook him some damn food... but again no one there, nor was anyone in the offices. The entire freaking institure appeared to be abandoned.

All it took was a glance at a TV to tell him all he needed to know as to why, he really should have checked it out sooner... apparently there had been an earthquake in the nearby city... large enough to cause massive damage and cause the staff to leave for fear of a possible after shock. He sneered a little bit at that thought, they had abandoned their posts, but it only took him a moment to realize just what this really meant, while the guards were away the patients would play... and he had a very specific playmate in mind, a lovely red head he occasionally saw at meals, just his type though he hadn't been able to do anything before.

With a smile on his face he set out toward the woman's block, a set of pilfered keys and a few trinkets from the guards desk in hand just in case he ran into trouble. Before long he had let himself into the womans area and was watching as his prey took off her shirt, apparently intending to change it a bit to make it more comfortable. “Changing in a public place, that is the sort of thing that might get you in trouble.” He teased as he approached, other inmates smart enough to leave the room as he entered. “Lucky for you I like the look.”

 

[Star Pupil]

Micaiah ignored the male as she carefully focused on creating a new shirt from her old one. Even if all the other women had left the room out of fear or whatever their tiny minds were thinking, she was not surprised one bit. She could already tell that he was also a patient here just from hearing his voice, and so she was not afraid of being caught by a male nurse. She managed to make the shirt into a sleeveless halter top, her flat stomach bare. That was better. Now to do something with those awful pants. Finally she turned to look at the man. "Dominic Kane, what are you doing here? This is the woman's side of the asylum. You should have noticed that on your way here." She demanded, turning back towards the window and placing her hand behind her back.

She had a very sharp and almost photographic memory. She remembered every name she heard, and she had been here long enough to match the faces and the names. Sure, he was good looking. However, she could already tell that he was cocky and she did not like cocky men. Suddenly she began to wonder how he had managed to get here without anyone stopping him. And why had she not been given her medication lately? Her sense of time was off, but she knew that it had been at least a day. What was going on? She looked back towards him and then raised an eyebrow. What he said earlier was latent with sarcasm. He knew something.

"If you didn't notice the women perhaps you noticed the lack of you not being stopped? Do you know where all the staff is here? I haven't seen them in a while. Usually someone removes me from the window every once in a while." While she talked she turned her head upwards to meet his eyes since he stood nearly a foot taller than her. Her hair slid to the sides of her face and he was probably one of the only people who had ever gotten close enough to notice that she had two different colored eyes. They had purposely let her bangs grow out because of the violent reactions she had when anyone said something about her eyes.