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Information BOT 30-Sep-22 12:44 AM
She was known as Patient 839, her real name long forgotten, even to her. She had been in mental hospitals since she could recall. Deemed deranged as a child and submitted to a life between white walls. At first her parents had held hope that she would at some point recover, that they could take her home. But as the years went by, she only got worse. Hope of her living a normal life soon given up on. She was now 24 years old, a woman by all means. Most of her days spend in a padded room, chained to a bed or with a straightjacket around her. More often then not they used drugs to subdue her, she was unhinged after all. She was prone to bouts of sweetness, quickly followed by those of aggression. Her mood skipping all over the place. But what did they expect? Did they really believe her mind to recover with the way they treated her? She had been abused by the system that had been designed to protect her. Doctors using their power over her to press their own agenda. Chains were not just used for her own protection, they were used to keep her from fighting what they did. Over the years they had all handled her in their own way. She was no stranger to punishments like starvation, hosing down by cold water or being left alone to herself for days. Since adulthood other punishment had joined those as well.. punishments of a sexual nature. After all, who was there to stop these doctors? She didn’t have anyone to tell.. who would she tell? The doctors who did it to her? Her parents that never visited? Who was there to safe this girl from how she was treated between these walls? Who was there to heal a mind that had slowly broken down over more then a decade?
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Information BOT 30-Sep-22 01:06 AM
It had been a wild few weeks in the Mirror Lake Mental Hospital. After the death of one their doctor at the hand a patient, things were changing. The talks that roamed the hallway were mixed about wether doctors liked it. Some of them felt it had been an isolated incident, others agreed that perhaps they needed more security to keep them safe. Based on the feedback the hospital had decided to hire more staff, people that had a background in prisons or other correctional facilities. Their duty was to handle dangerous situation so doctors did not have to. If a patient needed to be restraint, it was their job to do so. If they needed to be released, they were the ones to do it. They were also responsible to make sure that none of the patients had anything they were not allowed to have, allowed to do strip searches if they felt the need for it. Today was the first day that these new employees would take to the floor. Each assigned their own wing. Alexander Stevenson would be greeted by an older male doctor as he came to the wing. “Welcome to the team, we are glad to have you. Let me lead you around!” He said in an excited way as he led him into the wing. The wing he was assigned to was one of the most ‘deranged’ ones. Here they kept the patients that were considered a danger or lost cause. It was the wing that probably needed his help the most. “This is the corridor with all the patients that we currently have. We are equipped to handle about 20 patients. We are currently housing 13.” He explained as he walked down. He was also shown the cafeteria, the shower area for the patients and the room where the medication was stored that they used. “I think that would be everything that I have for this tour!” He said as they had gone around. “If you have any..” he stopped mid sentence as two other doctors seemed to be discussing among each other loudly. “Excuse me.” He said as he walked to them. “What is going on?” He asked them, but the moment he saw who’s door the
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y were in front of he knew already. “It has been two days already.. we are required to feed it.” The other doctor said. “I am not going in there, the Killer Doll ain’t going to get me.” The other said as he just raised his hands in the air. “Guys..” the doctor that had led Alexander around said as he pointed to him. “We have this guy now, just let him do it.” He said as he motion for him to get closer. “Patient 839 needs to be fed. We need you to unchain her hands, but keep her in the chair. Do not unchain her completely under any circumstances.” He got warned. “We should have just fitted it with a tube..” one of the other doctors said under his breath as he walked off.
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 30-Sep-22 01:08 AM
If he walked closer to the door and looked through the small window that was in the door he would see her for the first time. A frail looking girl with blond hair that reached to her waist. Her blue, green eye looking ahead of her in a sleepy way. She was sat in a chair. Her wrists and ankles bound to it, there was even a padded leather collar around her neck that kept her back against the back of the chair. She didn’t even seem aware of what was happening just outside the door, the room likely completely soundproof. All she was doing was picking at her nails her her hands, the corners of almost all her nails bloody from how much she did it. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 30-Sep-22 01:35 AM
TW: abuse, mental illness, suicide, more tbd
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 30-Sep-22 04:50 AM
Scrubs were new, and Alexander wasn’t quite sure how he felt about them. Walking up to Dr. Williams after his initial tour, he had been paying attention to where the staff cafeteria and lounge room were after dropping off his belongings in the residential portion. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the on-call nature of living in the hospital full time, but the pay definitely made it a more attractive situation. Nodding his thanks as he was welcomed by his new boss, Alexander offered a strong hand to the older man while speaking, “Pleasure to be here, Doctor. I just hope all goes well for each of us.” Smiling while looking up the hallway they were walking down, Alexander made a mental note of each of the patient’s numbers and their locations, as well as the codes in the cafeteria that showed where some of the more behaved patients might be allowed to pick their own meals. The medicine room would be important, but he didn’t know how often he himself would be going in there to get the medicine. All in all, it reminded him of a very clinical but well-arranged military base, a welcome sight. He hadn’t had any questions to ask, but his brows did furrow at the interruption of the possibility of asking them due to the commotion down the hallway. Walking after Dr. Williams towards the two arguing doctors, Alexander kept his mouth shut as the others talked, though his eyes did narrow as he heard them referring to the patient as an it and something they should have simply tube fed. Having had experience feeding his paralyzed cousin with a feeding tube when he was younger, Alexander was not comfortable hearing it used as an easy alternative to someone just doing their job. The name of Killer Doll was a little intimidating, but Alexander did not let it show on his face as he simply smiled when introduced by Dr. Williams. Listening to the instructions of the feeding process without a word, Alexander nodded and uttered a simple, “Yes sir” before taking a step closer to the do
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or they were in front of. Looking to the window with cross-hatched steel cables embedded in the security glass, Alexander watched for a moment to see if there would be any reaction from the woman sitting at the table. His eyes went from the collar around her neck to the blood on her fingers, his eyebrows quirking as he glanced at the other doctors. Clearing his throat as he stepped back, he turned crisply and strode towards the cafeteria to ask the staff in there about her food. He wanted to be a smart ass and ask who chained her up if they were so afraid of touching her, but by the way she was spaced out, he feared the answer might be that she had been there for two days. Thinking of the implications that could have and what mess she might be sitting in, Alexander shook his head and walked up to the cafeteria staff. “Patient 839, I need her food.” Seeing a couple of their faces grow white at the prospect of someone going in there, Alexander took in a deep breath before breathing out calmly. None of the staff had moved for a few moments, so he smiled and spoke again, “I need Patient 839’s food. Can one of you get it for me?”
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Seeing them stand for a moment of dumbfounded silence, Alexander nodded before slamming his palm down on the counter, causing three of them to jump. One of them grabbed a plate with shaky hands and placed it on a plastic tray with a plastic spoon and bottle of water. Nodding his thanks sarcastically, Alexander watched as they put a portion of corn kernels in water, a piece of bread, and a piece of ground beef slathered in a brown gravy on the plate. Looking down at the food with a slight look of disgust, he shook his head and picked up the tray before leaving the cafeteria and going to 839’s door. Pressing a button under the door tag, he listened as after a few seconds the latches built into the door came unlocked. Stepping into the room, he shut it behind him and breathed in deeply while looking to the girl before him. “Good morning, I’m Nurse Stevenson. I'm here with your food, can you hear me?" @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 30-Sep-22 05:02 AM
As soon as the doors locks started to get undone her eyes would rise to stare directly into his. They were dull and almost lifeless as the door opened. He had been right to asume that she had been left in the room for two days. Sitting in a puddle of her own mess. Luckily with how little they had fed her since the 'accident' it was just liquids. But it didn't make the stench less. He stepped forward and once more her eyes followed him. Her body staying relaxed in that chair. She didn't even seem to be blinking. Her mouth coming apart just slightly. She seemed to start mumbling a song, though the words were to faint to make out what she sang. It was a way that she calmed herself when the doctors came in, needing something to distract her so her bad side didn't show itself. It was only when she saw the plate in his hands that she stopped. Tugging softly at the cuffs as she just wanted to reach out and take it. She was so hungry. The clothes she was in seemed two sizes to big, her feet entirely bare and probably cold because of it. Probably to hide how skinny she had become. "You brought food.." she said softly as her eyes were now fixated on the plate. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 30-Sep-22 07:27 AM
Alexander’s eyebrows tweaked slightly when he heard the soft mumbling coming from the girl in front of him, trying to see if it was something he needed to be able to understand. If it was, there was no chance he would be able to know and he resigned to that fact as he set his jaw. Looking into her eyes, he felt a degree of pity enter his chest when he saw how little reaction there was to her seeing another person before her. He could smell the urine as soon as he entered the room but having spent time in Afghanistan and the modern prison system, it was not a scent that he was unaccustomed to. He just marked it on his mental to-do list of helping her to the bathroom once he had helped her eat so that she could clean herself and get a change of clothes. Continuing forward at a steady pace so as to not cause her any undue fear or stress, Alexander nodded and gave a kind smile as he saw the girl starting to move against the cuffs to try to get access to the food. Setting the food down on the table, Alexander reached to the ring of keys that he had been given upon starting his shift. Finding the handcuff key, he looked to her and swallowed thickly when he saw the way the clothes hung off of her as if poor excuses of covers and bandages. He took a moment to take in the state of her dress while she was concentrating on the food. Clothes covered in her waste and that looked like they belonged on someone a hundred pounds heavier, bare feet that had a blue tinge to them due to being cold, blood on her fingers from her nervous tick, and wrists that showed intense irritation from being held in handcuffs. If he had to bet, Alexander would say that her clothes were rarely changed and there was some chafing under the collar at her neck. Shaking his head slightly, he reached for her hands and spoke in a soft voice, “Yes, I brought you some food, but I need to uncuff your hands. Please keep your hands to yourself and do not make any fast movements, okay?” Reaching across
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and unlocking her right hand first, he kept an eye on it as he unlocked her left hand and then took a step back. Returning the keys to his belt, he looked at her wrists and shook his head before speaking, “Do you need help eating or do you have it?” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 30-Sep-22 08:04 AM
She watched him coming closer. Her eyes darting back and forth between him and the promise of food that he had in his hands. She strained softly against the restraints, her finger picking at her nail once more enough to make it bleed again. She almost sweemed twitchy in the anticipation of the promise of food. Perhaps even scared that it would be taken away from her once again. Her pupil were big, hiding most of the green and blues of her eyes, a clear indication of the drugs that were still in her system from them attempting to keep her calm. Her eyes even seeming to twitch as she had trouble focusing on the thing she wanted to focus on. As he placed the food down her eyes stayed fixated on it, a soft bit of drool even leaving the corner of her mouth like a dog that had not been fed a meal in days. And really, how different was she from that? As he told her not to move she just nodded her head to him. He unlocked her first hand and she stayed still, the red and chaved skin underneath revealed as he did. But the moment she unlocked the second she no longer seemed to heed his warning. She reached for the food as if it would disappear at any moment. Her hand grabbed deep into the brown slop that they called meat and brought it to her mouth. If she had not been bound by her neck she would have probably bend forward to get it down even faster, but she could not. So instead it dripped down her front staining the white of the big shirt she had on. Even this was a clear indication that she had not eaten since the last time she was changed. Once the brown slop had been partly eaten and partly spilled upon herself she didn't waste much time to grab a hold of the water and flush it down, spilling it past the corner of her mouth just the same. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 30-Sep-22 08:16 AM
The way her pupils were enlarged set Alexander slightly on edge, hie eyebrows furrowing as he grew more uncomfortable with how close to an animal it seemed this girl was being treated. The number of sedatives he had seen in her drawer when he glanced in the medicine room had seemed like a mistake, but now he had a reason to think they had really administered all of them to her in an attempt to make her more compliant. When her hands shot out to grab at the food, Alexander simply stepped back and held his tongue, seeing no need to get onto her for not listening to his directions. It was clear evidence of how hungry she was, and in this moment, it was more important that she get some food in her. Watching her eat for a moment, Alexander stepped back to give her a semblance of privacy so that she did not have to feel watched as she ate. He did not know much about her, this facility, or really the methods used in taking care of the mentally ill, but as he watched her twitching motions, he felt as if something here did not add up. He smirked at the image of the spoon sitting idly on the tray, ultimately unused in her display of hunger. Looking around the room as she ate, he took the opportunity to orient himself and perhaps even study the facility based on the view of a possible patient or family of one. The table had padding over the corners to make them safe and there were no outlets to provide a threat to the patients that had no impulse control or suicidal intentions. The lights were recessed into the ceiling to keep the glass away from curious hands while still giving ample light to the whitewashed room. A white bed with sheets and a blanket that looked professionally made, the clear angles of the folds a familiar sight to him. It was not a comforting sight, however, as it meant that this girl was not allowed to sleep in her bed. How many times was she left in this chair at her own devices, picking her fingernails to find some kind of stimulation in this empty
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room. Reading articles written by ex-cons and psychiatrists, Alexander had learned that many deemed solitary imprisonment a form of torture that not even Geneva would allow. Looking in this room, he saw nothing but a clinical torture device used to keep people that were not understood as compliant as could be without any attempts to actually help them. Looking to the way she finished her water, Alexander cleared his throat before speaking in a soft voice so as not to startle her, “Would you like some more water?” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 30-Sep-22 09:40 AM
The water was gone to soon, barely perching the thirst that she held. Her mouth had been dry for hours now and even after the glass it still didn’t seem to want to stay wet. She drew it from that cup till the last drop of it, trying to just stop being thirsty. “Would you like some more water?” Her head turned towards him, shock written on her face. For a moment she just stared at him, almost like the words that he had spoken didn’t even make sense to her. And then her mouth just went into a smile and she started to laugh. It started as a chuckle, but it soon turned into a much heavier laugh. It filled the room and echo’d of the walls and in the process she pulled at her own restraints and threw her head up till she was looking at the ceiling. Her hands throwing the cup against the wall. I had landed not to far from him, but had not seemed to be aimed towards him. And just as sudden as the laughing had start it stopped again. Her head coming back down to stare at him with the same confused expression that she started with. “Yes.” It was the first word she had actually spoken to him. Her voice matched her appearance and perhaps even her nickname. It was soft and high pitched, almost a little childlike in nature. But even if it was soft it was clear as day in that quiet room. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 30-Sep-22 11:38 AM
Watching her struggling to get the last of the water from the cup would have been humorous under different circumstances, but watching her struggling in her restraints to drink was making Alexander sick. Shaking his head as he looked tot he plate, he could not bear to look and see further examples of her mistreatment. Did that make his guilty through willful ignorance? Maybe, but he knew his limits. He was not expecting the reaction he got when he asked her if she wanted more though. The laughter was enough to make his eyebrow quirk, but the addition of her hands getting stuck in a transfixed state with her head craning up towards the ceiling caught him off guard. Yet again, humorous if seen in a movie or by a comedian, in this moment it was unsettling. He was not scared of her reaction or made uncomfortable for being around her, but he had to admit that it was more than slightly strange to see. He had not been wanting to startle her, but it seemed his words had triggered some sort of episode and he couldn't help but feel bad for doing it. Stepping back as the cup smacked into the wall before falling to the ground, Alexander chuckled softly before remarking under his breath, "Lively after all, that's a good sign I guess." Kneeling down to pick it up, he froze when her laughter stopped, glancing back up at her as if worried that some sort of movement my startle her again. The confusion on her face caused him to nod slightly, his eyebrows furrowing as he felt an immediate soft spot forming for this girl. She had no idea what was going on around her at times it seemed, and yet behind those drugs, there was a sense of awareness that allowed her to track his motion with her eyes. Her voice was pleasant and yet strange at the same time. It fit her appearance, but none of that fit the age that her files said. A young woman, yes, but a woman nonetheless. If you paid him $500 now, Alexander could not say for sure how old the person before him was. Picking up the cup, Ale
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xander stepped back towards the door and used his keys to unlock the door. Opening it a crack, he set the cup outside of the door before calling out in a firm voice, "Cafeteria staff, come fill this up with water, will ya? I just need a cup of water. Knock on the door or unlock it when you come back." Shutting the door and locking it back, Alexander turned back to her and said in a softer voice, "They're getting you some water." @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 30-Sep-22 12:00 PM
She watched that door open and instantly she was back to picking at the skin around her nails. With her hands now free she was able to do it much better. Even bringing it to her mouth to bite down on it. The slight pain gave her comfort, no matter how strange that might sound. It wasn't till that door closed that she seemed to relax again. Everything bad that happened to her came through that door. There had never been something in her room that had hurt her. It was always brought through that door. Like the cuffs and the chair.. but not the bed. The bed was good. "He was brought through the door." She mumbled to herself as her eyes focused on him again. Sudden a strange fear resided in them as she looked at him. She stared at him for a bit, making sure he didn't get close to her. When she eventually started to eat again she was much slower. Her eyes mainly focusing on him. She brought the bread to her mouth and took small bites from it. It was dry and slightly stale, but she ate it anyway. As if something suddenly struck her though she suddenly threw the bread away. Her tray soon followed, splattering the last bits cravy as well as the corn kernels over the floor. "It came through the door! It all came through the door!" She suddenly yelled out. Her hands came up to the padded collar around her neck, trying to yank at what kept her in that chair. She trashed her legs to, trying to pull free. "Evil door!!" She yelled out before just screaming at the top of her lungs. The screaming notified the doctor'a outside. The rooms fit with censors to pick up loud sounds and eratic movement. If he didn't calm her down they would soon be in the room for her. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 30-Sep-22 12:58 PM
"Now don't do that." Alexander winced slightly as he saw the girl bring her fingers up to her mouth to start biting at them. Cursing himself for not thinking to latch her hands down, he shook his head as soon as the thought went through his head. If he had any hope of making a difference for this patient or any of the others, he had to give them some trust. Locking them up in cold handcuffs was not the way to earn any trust either. Shaking his head as he saw that she lowered her hands back down, he stepped towards her and cocked his head slightly to the side as she started mumbling to herself. This time he could understand it, and it caused him to glance back towards the door himself. Chuckling slightly self-consciously, he gestured towards the door with his thumb before speaking with a kind smile, “Yeah, I came through the door, it’s the only way in here 839.” His smile dropped as he watched her eating the bread, his mouth drying out itself at imagining how that bread must taste. Shaking his head as he looked around her room again, his attention was snatched back to the table when she suddenly flinched and threw the bread away from herself. Sighing in protest, he stepped forward to pick up the piece of bread but found himself frozen when her tray followed and splattered against the wall. Pointing at the mess, he shook his head while growling softly, “Now why’d you have to fucking go and do that? If it doesn’t taste good, just tell me.” Her screaming immediately afterwards silenced him however as he listened to her, his eyes glancing to the door again thoughtfully. She didn’t have a good experience in this hospital, that much was clear. But her fear for the door and things that came through it was very suspicious. Having spent years watching people’s moods to try to measure if his team might be walking up to an IED, Alexander simply stood and observed the patient as she screamed in her chair and flailed about. She wasn’t hitting herself, only pulling on a pa
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dded leather restraint that wouldn’t move no matter how much she tried. It was latched in the back with a lock, so it wasn’t going anywhere no matter how much she thrashed about and that kept her safe in her seat. Her legs kicking about was concerning as he heard them connect with the chair a few times. Wincing at the imagined pain of slamming his shin into a metal table leg, Alexander stepped forward and pulled the table away from her and out of reach. He wasn’t going to get involved in her display of distress. She wasn’t in any danger and with how much she hadn’t been fed, she was going to tire herself out before she could become more than a slight annoyance. Nodding slightly as she continued to scream about the door, Alexander smirked and shouted over her, “Let it out, tell the door all about how shitty it is. Scream at it, tell it how it hurt you.” Chuckling softly, he knelt down and used the plate to start scraping the mess into an easier to pick up pile once he had a towel and mop. Looking up at her fear struck expression, Alexander breathed out slightly before going back to the food. It was only then that he heard the toning of an alarm outside the door and heard the doors unlocking. Standing up quickly as two nurses and a doctor burst through the door, he put his hands up and stated firmly, “What the hell are you doing, everything is under control.”
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The doctor scoffed before looking at him and speaking in a self-confident tone, “Listen, I know you’re new, but everything clearly isn’t under control. She is screaming and you haven’t restrained her. She could hurt you; you don’t have her under control.” Chuckling softly, Alexander gestured at the patient while speaking, “She is screaming? No shit, this is a mental hospital. Drop a plate and one of these guys is going to flip their shit. So, I’m letting her, it’s not hurting her or me, and the rooms are soundproofed.” Crossing his arms over his chests, he smiled until he saw the nurses stepping forward with a syringe for each of them. Seeing an amber liquid in them that resembled a sedative he had seen in her tray, he stepped to the side to get between them and her. Putting up his hands, he shook his head before speaking in a firm tone, “Listen here guys. She’s a little girl in a restraining chair. She is screaming about a door, she’s not a danger to herself or anyone else.” The nurses looked at each other before one of them shook his head and spoke, “Look dude, it’s our job to sedate her when she acts up. You didn’t see what she did to the last guy. You don’t want to take any chances with her.” Lowering his head and breathing out, Alexander shook his head before looking between the nurses and the doctor. Setting his jaw and crossing his arms over his chest again, he shook his head and spoke in a firmer voice, “You didn’t hear me apparently, so I’ll repeat myself. She is under control. If you want to help, put away the syringe and get me a fucking mop and some water for her to drink. Better yet, one of you can mop this up, and the other one can bring a cup of water to the bathroom. She is sitting in her own piss; she needs a fucking shower and a change of clothes. Is it not your job to give these patients basic care?” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 30-Sep-22 08:58 PM
She trashed about for quite a while, screaming out the door. She didn’t even hear what he was saying about just letting it out, she did so anyway. But he was right that her body was not strong in that moment. Still malnourished from how long they had left her, the food not yet in her system. So eventually she stopped, panting as she let herself just hang in the collar around her neck. She whined softly, as if she was angry at her own weakness, or perhaps just frustrated with how she felt. Her eyes met his again, almost a pleading look in them, begging him to release her more. Sleeping was not easy in a chair like that, seated in your own urine, so she was truly exhausted, having just used her last energy to scream. But when the alarm went off she was straight back to being frozen. “No.. no no no NO!” She screamed out as she once more tried to pull herself lose, fighting enough to lift her body out of the chair, scraping her ankles hard against the cold metal. But even that took almost all her energy and she soon slumped down again. The moment they came in she started the mumbling melody again that he had heard when he had came in. If he listened close he could make out this time what it was. It was a lullaby. Hush, little baby, don't say a word, Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird won't sing, Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring. And if that diamond ring turns to brass, Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass. And if that looking glass gets broke, Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat. And if that billy goat won't pull, Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull. And if that cart and bull turn over, Papa's gonna buy you a dog named Rover. And if that dog named Rover won't bark, Papa's gonna buy you a horse and cart. And if that horse and cart fall down, You'll still be the sweetest little baby in town. The mumbling soft but it was something that helped her to concentrate her mind on anything else. Her head now turned down so she didn’t have to se
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e the nurses, her hair in front of her face creating a small barrier.
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Information BOT 30-Sep-22 09:08 PM
The doctor would now step up to protect his nurses from the new employee. “Yes, we are indeed required to give these patients basic care. But we are also required to keep ourselves safe from harm.” The doctor spoke harshly. “Patient 839 is out of control, even you should see that in the short time you spend with her. She is aggressive and she is unpredictable. Surely you heard the story of why you guys were hired? It is because a doctor was killed giving her that basic care you believe she deserved.” He narrated him, not gonna let this new employe talk to him like that. But he did smell the urine that had filled that room and as he looked at the state the girl was in he did see that they needed to take care of her today. He sighed before looking up to Alexander. “We are not doing anything before she is restrained and sedated.” He spoke to him harshly. “And I would advice to keep that opinion to yourself in the future. Let us do our job and you do yours.” He said, making it sound almost like a threat. There was plenty of ways to terminate his contract after all, especially that early. He then turned back to the nurses. “Do as he says. Get the shower area ready for her and bring the cleaning crew in here to clean the room. If they don’t have time, prepare a different room for 839. I will discus with the doctors in the meantime what we are going to do with her.” He spoke giving orders to the nurses who clearly did not agree. He gave Alexander one more look over his shoulder. “Don’t get attached soldier, it ain’t worth it.” And walked off. The nurses would stay quiet for a moment, the syringes still on their hands. “Are you going to restrain her again?” One of them asked, it was clear they were not planning to help her before they had sedated her more. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 02-Oct-22 08:56 AM
Her reaction to the alarm came back to Alexander’s mind as he looked at the nurses in front of him, the sheer terror in her eyes and her voice before she started the mumbling melody that still lulled out behind him. He knew she was insane, otherwise she wouldn’t be here, therefore the emotions she expressed were not as true as those a saner person might. And yet, there was a raw animalistic fear that you could see in her and count on to be showing the truth of at least how she felt and perceived her surroundings. When the doctor walked up to speak with him, Alexander felt his lip curl up in a disgusted snarl as he muttered under his breath just loud enough for the doctor to hear him, “Aggressive? She is scared shitless, trapped in a fucking chair. I’m new, I know, but this isn’t some murderer. It’s a little girl trapped in a body she doesn’t know and in a place that is terrifying to her.” Shaking his head, he stepped back slightly and put his hands on his hips, his head dropping as he weighed his next words and actions carefully. Glancing back at the way Patient 839 hung defeated from the collar defeated and continuing to mumble the lullaby, Alexander looked back at the doctor and nurse before speaking in a softer, less aggressive tone, “Does she really need any more drugs in her? Look at her, she can barely hold herself up or function as is. And it isn’t some basic need I feel she deserves, doctor. She is a human; it is a God given right that she deserves decency, just like any other person, no matter how sick their minds are.” Shaking his head at the veiled threat, he looked up at the doctor and said softly, “She’s a human doctor, we have to remember that.” Looking to the nurses as the doctor gave his commands, Alexander glared at the syringes in their hands before turning towards the girl sitting in the chair. Rolling his eyes at the doctor’s remark about getting attached, Alexander knelt down in front of the girl, just out of reach of her hands. Placing hi
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s hands on his thighs, he sighed at the nurse’s question before raising a hand and speaking, “Give me the syringe, I’ll apply the sedative and take her to the bathroom. Just, start cleaning this shit up please. And get me some new clothes for her.” Exhaling deeply when he felt the cool glass of a syringe placed in his hand, Alexander brought his hands back to his thighs before looking up at the girl, hoping to see through her bangs a little. Smiling warmly, he started to hum along with the lullaby softly before joining her for a couple lines, “Papa’s gonna buy you a dog name Rover. And if that dog named Rover won’t bark, Papa’s gonna buy you a horse and cart.” Smiling before reaching his right hand out slowly, he took her left forearm in his hand gently and looked down to see if he could see an easy vein to use. Finding nothing, he released her arm before speaking in a soft voice, “I’m going to have to stick this in your leg, okay? It’s going to sting, but you’re strong and you’re going to be okay.” Shifting his eyes to her thigh, Alexander would take the syringe and press it into her thigh muscle slowly, trying to ease any pain of the needle piercing her thigh with a soft hum and easy shushing sound. As the need was deep enough, he would be depressing the plunger to administer the sedative, “You’re doing a good job, you’re tough.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Information BOT 02-Oct-22 09:16 AM
The doctor would scoff at him again soon enough, his face only already telling Alexander that he didn’t appreciate the talking back he was doing. “Not a murderer?” He said to him. “You know nothing about this girl. Being a murderer is the reason that she got admitted to this hospital in the first place.” He said. “And on top of that she killed my co-worker. Stabbed a pencil right through his eye and buried it into his brain. We are protecting ourselves soldier. You should do the same thing.” He hissed at the soldier. But he seemed determined to treat her as a human, despite the warnings that he was given. When Alexander demanded the syringe he just shook his head but told the nurses to do it. One of them walking up and handing it to him to let him do his thing. Afterwards they would get out of the room and place a bundle of fresh clothing near the door for them to take to the shower area. A cleaning crew soon outside to clean the room the moment they were out.
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 02-Oct-22 09:24 AM
The whole time that they were argueing, she just continue to mumble her song. Her head still hanging forward. She started to once more pick at her fingernails, the nervous tick she had taught herself, especially in times of confinement like this. Some of them soon bleeding again. Sometimes she rubbed her face as well, leaving streak of red behind on her cheek and chin. She had stopped listening to the doctors a long time ago. All they had to say were scary things, she didn’t want to her the scary things. So she just rocked back and forth during her song, never letting the melody stop coming from her mouth. It was only when a second voice suddenly joined her melody that her eyes shot up to meet those of Alexander. She sang along with him till he stopped as well and then just simply stared into him. She felt him take her arm and at first did not think anything of it. Her arm was covered in track marks from how often they used those on her. Even her legs were. The tops of her hands and feet even used to acces her veins. A drug addict might even be jealous of all the needlepricks she had received. It was only when he reached for her thigh that she once more started to panic. Her eyes went big as she look at the syringe nearing her skin. “No..no.. no no no NO!” She shouted at him. Her hands trying to reach him before he could press it into her skin, but sh was already too late. She felt the drugs hitting her system and it took only a couple of seconds before she slumped down into the chair again. Her pupils once more dialated and unable to focus on anything, just staring simply in front of her. The mumbling melody started once more, but the words were no longer able to be understood. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 03-Oct-22 11:02 AM
Seeing the fear in her eyes, Alexander nearly stopped but he knew he had to administer the sedatives or else she wasn’t going to receive any help. He had ignored the remarks from the doctor, hating how he had earned the nickname soldier but giving it no thought once he was focused on the patient. Shushing softly and feeling guilty as he saw her fear and pain transfer over to the sedated state where her mind was dulled, Alexander shook his head before pulling the syringe out of her leg and standing slowly. Handing the spent needle to one of the nurses before they could leave, Alexander glared between the two men before speaking in a firm tone, “Murderer or not. Mentally ill or not. She is still a fucking human and deserves such decency. Thank you both for understanding and working with me. Don’t be like that jack ass. Keep your humanity and remember who these people are behind their issues.” Looking back to the patient where she sat with no idea of the world around her, Alexander looked to the blood on her chin and shook his head. Blood would mean he needs to wear gloves, but at this moment his concern for her blood paled to his concern for her health. Wiping her chin gently with his thumb before wiping the blood on the chair, he spoke in a soft voice, “I’m taking you to get cleaned up. I need you to walk with me.” Standing and reaching behind her, he unlocked the collar around her neck before returning the keys to his belt. Putting his hands under her arms, he would gingerly pull her up and out of the chair. Moving slowly so as not to hurt her, he would guide her to the door where he would hold her steady while speaking in a soft voice, “I know the door is scary, but we have to go through it. Are you okay with that?” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 03-Oct-22 07:10 PM
Anytime they freshly drugged her up she could just feel her head swimming. It was almost like an out of body experience. Like she was floating and looking down at herself. It was one of the reasons why it kept her so calm. Because it didn’t feel like they could do anything to her, she was not there anyway? So when he came over to her she didn’t get scared or fearful, she just looked at his face in an almost curious way, her head hanging slightly to the side. She didn’t flinch when he wiped the blood from her chin either. She just sat there and watching him. He unlocked her collar and she just slumped forward. The ring around her neck where collar had been was red and dry, like it had been sitting there for days without getting enough air. Her ankles were not better, chaved from her fighting against the metal of it. But at least she did not attack him. He pulled her out of the chair and she leaned into him. Her blond hair falling like a veil over her back and shoulder. It would only now become appearant how light she really was. Even if she was not dangerously underweight, she was not a healthy weight either. She put her feet underneath her and for a moment just searched for her balance. It had been so long since she had stood on her own two feet, usually strapped in a wheelchair whenever they did decide to take her to the showers. The pants she was wearing was still gross, some of her own liquid running down her legs as they walked. Reaching the door was the first time she became slightly fussy against him, but as he shushed her she seemed to calm down a bit more. When they reached the shower area for the patients he would find a few things. There was a shower with multiple metal bars set into the wall at different heights. From one of them hung a pair of cuffs, making the use or those metal bars more then clear. There was a regular shower head, but also a hose to of shower head that could be easily used by staff to clean patients. There was also the option of
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a bath. It had the same kind of metal handles on either side of the tub and even two more at the feet to restrict a patient by all limbs. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 04-Oct-22 04:48 PM
Looking to the red skin of her neck and ankles from where the restraints had further rubbed her raw Alexander could not help but shake his head. He was already getting what he wanted and knew that further arguing would only risk his job, but he felt disgusted in seeing another human being treated this way. She was chafed worse than any prisoner he had seen before, but she was not the same as they were. A murderer in prison knew what he did. This girl here was no murderer, whatever had happened was a trauma response. Feeling her lean into him as she stood up, Alexander moved his right hand to grasp her closest wrist gently. He did not hold her hard enough to hurt her, but his hand was there with a secure grip to brace her as she walked as well as to defend a defense if it was needed. He did not think she would attack him, but a hand on her wrist would be able to quickly get her under control until he was able to get her down on the ground gingerly. His left hand moved to be on her back at her shoulders, gently ushering her forward and offering her a lifting strength to help her from falling backwards as he walked her from the chair to the door. The way she fussed and then calmed down worried him, Alexander’s eyes narrowing as he glanced at the door. What had come through here that had traumatized her in this way? Doctors and nurses administering medicine and sedatives. Cruelty from not feeding her and keeping her in an uncomfortable device. These were unethical, but they weren’t something that people would relate to such an intense trauma. Sighing softly as he unlocked the door and led her out, he bent over to grab her new clothes before guiding her to the bathroom. Once there and looking around, Alexander’s eyebrows furrowed in slight disgust. He was expecting a group of showers, but what he saw instead was some fucked up German dungeon porn filming set. Shaking his head and looking down at the patient with a small smile, he walked her slowly towards the bat
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h as he figured it would be easier on her shaky legs rather than making her stand for the duration of a shower. Stopping beside the bath, he released his hold on her slowly and watched her to see how she might react. Feeling that the sedatives were working, admittedly too much, he reached and turned the faucet on to start pumping warm water into the tub basin. Testing the temperature frequently to see how warm it had gotten for her, Alexander nodded when it was at a comfortable warmth before turning to the patient. Clearing his throat, he angled his head to try to see through her hair and into her eyes. “I’m going to undress you now, 839. Then, I need you to work with me to get into the bath and I will wash you off. I don’t want to lock your arms down, so I need you to promise you will behave, okay?” Setting his jaw as he finished, Alexander nodded before bringing his hands up to the hem of her shirt. Slowly lifting it, he would stop at any reaction in a negative sense. However, if she made no reaction, he would quickly undress her down to her nude frame and move to help her climb into the water before helping her sit down slowly in the warm water. @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 04-Oct-22 08:46 PM
The sedatives were indeed doing their job. They had brought her into a world where everything swam. Her eyes unable to concentrate on anything, her pupils going back and forth as they drifted each time she tried to look at anything. Her eyelids half closed in a sleepy way. Had she still been in her chair, she would have probably finally fallen asleep. But instead she was here with him. She knew somewhere far away where she was. The showers. She didn’t like this place.. bad things happened in this place. Cold water being sprayed on her and more.. So perhaps she did get a little bit fussy when he started to take off her clothes. They had not even bothered to give her underwear when they had dressed her, possibly because she had been trashing when they had tried. Luckily there was some with the new clothing that he had been given, but at the same time they looked just as big as the last ones she had worn. But even as she fussed slightly, he did get the clothes away from her, her long hair falling like a curtain around her small frame. He guided her towards the water and she tensed right before her foot hit the water. But when she noticed how warm it was, she seemed to calm down. He lowered her into it and she simply melted into the water as a small almost moan like sound escaped her mouth. It had been so long since she had been given a warm bath. She winces softly as the chaved parts of her hands and feet touched in, but tugged them in either way. She only not realized how cold her feet had been this whole time. She laid her head back while she kept her legs close to her own body, her hair falling away from her face and making her face in view now. Her eyes would try to focus on the man that was there with her, still bouncing back and forth a little bit. She didn’t recognize him, she had not recognized him before either. She knew most of the doctor’s names, the nurses too. In her head they all had nicknames. But him.. she didn’t know him and in her state she was
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unsure if it should make her scared or relaxed. “Will you make bubbles?” She then asked him in a childlike innocence. Her voice still soft and high pitched as she talked to him. Her eyes finding the tiniest bit of life in them as she asked him. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 05-Oct-22 06:47 PM
Hearing her question, Alexander smiled slightly and chuckled softly, his eyes moving to meet hers before he nodded and answered, “I will put soap in the water, but you have to promise to keep your head up and out. I don’t want you to make your little eyes tear up and hurt.” Grinning as he placed his hand on the top of her head and patted it gently, he stood up and stepped back from the bathtub, his eyes casting around the room. Seeing a couple of cabinets off to the side beside a table with folded towels, he held up a finger to silently tell her to wait as he walked over to the table. Grabbing two towels and throwing them over his left shoulder, he tried the door of the cabinet and saw that it had a padlock on it. Trying his keys until he found the one that opened it, he finally got it to open and looked at the supplies inside. Grabbing a couple pairs of gloves and two sponges, he also got a bottle of bath soap and one of tearless shampoo. Shutting the cabinet back, he walked back over to the patient with a smile and crouched down before speaking with a friendly wink, “I think I found the jackpot. Now, sit back and I’ll whip up something nice.” Setting the items on the ground at the other end of the tub from where her arms were, Alexander glanced at her and felt a drop in his gut when he saw the wince she made as her chafed skin was touched by the water. Picking up the bottle of bath soap as he saw the excitement in her eyes that accompanied the request, Alexander smiled and poured a healthy amount into the water at her feet. Sticking his right hand into the water, he moved it around in a fast-whirling motion to mix the soap up into the water and produce the bubbles that she requested so nicely. Bringing his hand out and shaking it off before drying his hand in one of the towels, Alexander slipped on one of the pairs of hypo-allergenic gloves and moved slowly around the tub while also grabbing the bottle of shampoo. Setting the bottle down, he spoke in a gentl
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e tone as he issued directions to her, “839, I am going to wet your hair and wash it. To do that, I’m going to put some water on your hair. I need you to close your eyes when you feel me start to pour it, so it doesn’t get in your eyes.” Cupping his hands in the water beside her that had not yet gotten fully bubbled, Alexander brought it up and slowly poured it over her hair in order to wet her scalp and get her hair more wet than it already had by her being in the tub. With her hair properly wet, he squirted some shampoo into his palm and lathered his hands together before starting to run his fingers through her hair. Moving gently and slowly to comb her hair with his fingers and get out any initial tangles that might be there from neglect, he hummed softly as he worked. He was struck by a memory of washing his sister’s hair when they were younger, and she had been hit by a truck. She was paralyzed from the shoulders down and would eventually pass due to complications, but Alexander had often been the one to wash her hair. Humming softly as he washed her hair, he found words leaving his mouth in a low tone, “This is the way we wash our hair, wash our hair, wash our hair. This is the way we wash our hair, early in the morning.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 05-Oct-22 07:51 PM
When he left her alone in that tub for a small bit, she simply stayed in place. She was still to far out of it to do anything, let alone stand up on her own two feet. So she stayed in that tub, enjoying the warmth that hugged her body while her eyes tried to focus on what he was doing. But it was almost impossible, the drugs in her system really messing with her, it would be hours before she felt sort of herself again. Something that was a shame in that moment. Because as he started to let the bubbles form on the water she could feel a happiness forming somewhere deep inside her. Her hands came forward and scooped some bubbles up in her palms as she just stared at it, the smallest of smiles tugging at her lips that was barely noticeable. Had she not been drugged like she was, she would have likely been splashing the water and giggling, enjoying herself. Even when he started to wash her hair she kept staring at the bubbles in her hand, There was on big one she seemed the most interested in, being careful not to blow on it as she was scared it would pop. She was nursing it like a child who was holding an egg and didn’t want to break it. As he started to sing his song she idly joined him in it. Her words more a mumble then actual words, but she seemed to know the melody. Her voice soft and low, but together they echoed off the bathroom walls. She enjoyed the feeling of his hands massaging the top of her head and once more she would have probably been able to show her enjoyment more if she wasn’t in the state she was in. Then she suddenly flinched and stopped singing. The bubble that she had been holding so carefully popped, leaving her palm with just small bubbles. Her face crunching together like a child who was about to cry as a soft whine left her lips. “It left..” @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 06-Oct-22 06:05 AM
Looking up every now and then from where he was massaging the shampoo into her scalp, Alexander could not help but grin slightly as he watched the patient playing with the bubbles before collecting a certainly large one that she immediately began to dote over. Chuckling softly as he turned his attention back to her hair, he ran his fingers down through the lengthy strands in order to wash not only the roots but also the full length. Finding a few tangles, he moved his hands gently so as to work them out without causing her any undue pain or discomfort. Hearing her beginning to mumble the words of the song along with him, Alexander smiled and nodded, his chest warming with affection towards this unfortunate girl. He was not a fool and knew that she had been horrifically violent, otherwise he would not have been contacted and hired on here. But that did not change the fact that she was mentally sick and that she was not in full control of her faculties, therefore she was not a murderer but instead someone in an unfortunate incident. Washing her hair and looking over her head to try to see the bubble, Alexander’s eyes were drawn to a collection of green-yellow marks on the girl’s thighs. At first, he thought they were bruises from similar injections like that which he had given her today, but he saw they were much larger and focused on her inner thighs. Lifting out of his crouch slightly as he kept his hands working, he looked to see if there were matching marks on her opposite thigh and felt his gut grow cold when he saw even more, with a consistent pattern much like that of a handprint. Feeling his lip snarl up as he made quick connections as to why a female patient might have bruises of such a pattern on her thigh, Alexander looked around the bathroom to see if any cameras were in view. Seeing a couple in the corners of the room, he nodded before turning his attention back to the hair he was washing. He did not let the anger beginning to grow inside seep into
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the motion of his hands, washing thoroughly but also carefully to make sure that her hair was properly cleaned. Looking up quickly when she flinched and stopped singing the soft song they were singing, Alexander pressed forward against the bathtub while his eyes flicked around the room. His left arm had moved quickly to lower in front of her chest while his right dropped to his hip, finding nothing where he would normally carry his service pistol. Seeing no threat in the room, much less another person, Alexander swallowed thickly as he recognized the response he just gave and the protectiveness behind it. Looking down at her face and seeing the crunched up childlike features, Alexander chuckled softly before settling back slowly and bringing his hands back to her hair. Massaging her scalp while letting the strands of her hair flow through his fingers, Alexander smirked before bringing his right hand out of her hair and moving it towards her own that had been holding the bubble. Dropping a large bubble of shampoo into her palm, he spoke in a soft voice, “Look, they’re back and they want to play.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 06-Oct-22 06:28 AM
The marks that he had noticed on her thighs were the marks that she had gotten during the offense that had gotten Mark hired. Two weeks old now, they still decorated her skin, though having yellowed out quite a lot. The abuse had been the reason she had become aggressive. Many believed that she had planned to murder the doctor before everything went down. The truth was that the pencil that had been stuck in the eye of the doctor had merely been there because she had wanted to draw with it, nothing more. She had not seen the way that he had moved to protect her. She was too focused on the palm of her hand that was now missing the presence of the big bubble she had on it previously. Not even the movements of his hands through her hair seemed to calm her down. It was only when he offered a new bubble to her that her face seemed to clear up. She watched as he gently placed it in her palm and she held it once more like she was holding a baby. “Bubble..” she said softly as she moved her head from side to side to look at the new toy that she had been given. When it came time to wash out her hair she would put her head back to let him do his job. Her blond locks instantly softer now that it had been taken care of. Even through that process she did her best to keep her bubble where it should be, nursing the little thing for everything she was worth. It showed that she had a gentle side, not just an aggressive one. She could be good if she was treated right, though her trauma could make her turn for the worst. Eventually she would suddenly turn her head, almost as if remembering that he was there as well. She looked in his eyes, a smallest bit of clarity seeming to seep into them once more, though her full mind was still far away. She seemed to be trying to form a thought, but her mind was not helping her in any way. Still way to floaty to seem to form the sentences that she was looking for. So instead she reached our her arms, offering him the bubble to take if he want
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 06-Oct-22 11:52 PM
Smiling slightly as 839 said bubble and took the one that he had placed in her hand, Alexander watched for a few moments to see what she might do. Seeing nothing but her hands moving slowly to care for the fragile thing, he shook his head at the notion that this girl could have violent intent. He knew everyone was capable of violence, having seen his fair share of it in his life, but there was a difference between forced violence and someone who was truly a violent person. Looking over her head to her hands and the bubble, Alexander shook his head as he saw not a violent individual, but instead a confused girl who was pushed to horrible consequences because of the horrible hand she had been dealt. Lowering his gaze back to her hair as he washed carefully, Alexander found a small smile coming to his lips as he imagined what her life may have been like if she hadn’t been struck with her current affliction. Seeing her tilt back her head when he pulled his hands away from her head to rinse her hair, Alexander nodded and began cupping warm water to bring it up onto her head to gently run off his palms and into her hair. Lowering her hair into the water, he began to massage it carefully under the surface of the water. Enjoying how soft her hair had become with the shampoo treatment, Alexander smiled and spoke in a soft voice, “Maybe I’ll get you some better shampoo later. Would you like that?” Continuing to rinse her hair out, Alexander soon found her hair free of the lathered shampoo and simply kept running his fingers over her scalp and through her hair for a moment or two. When she turned her head and looked at him, his eyes widened in an unspoken question as he wondered what would randomly get her attention. Offering a kind smile, he looked down at the bubble when she moved to offer it to him. Nodding his thanks, he would take it gingerly in his hands. Grinning as he thought of a way to mess with her in a playful manner, Alexander looked at the bubble he held
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in both palms and smiled before moving his hands quickly towards his face. Closing his right hand as it reached his mouth, he kept his left palm open to preserve the bubble out of her view. Making chewing motions and humming contentedly, he grinned at her before lowering his left hand and moving it to her ear. Letting his pinky tap her ear lobe gently to make her look, he brought his hand back out in order to show the bubble still intact. Grinning, he dropped his hand to put the bubble back in hers before speaking in a low, soft voice, “839, I need to wash your face. Close your eyes for me so you don’t get soap in them. If you need to open your eyes, just grab my wrist and I’ll stop.” Smiling kindly at her, he would dip his gloved hands into the water to collect some soap suds on them before bringing them back up. Starting at her neck, he rubbed the sides of her neck softly while trying not to irritate the raw skin more than it was. Moving up quickly, he would wash the blood marks off of her chin and face, trying to get rid of the grime that came from her sloppy eating earlier plus and saliva or tears that had dried while she suffered being in the chair. If she closed her eyes, he would wash up over her nose to her eyes and forehead. Washing softly and carefully, he would cup water in his hands and instruct her to hold her breath when he went to pour the water over her and rinse her face off. @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 07-Oct-22 02:37 AM
She handed him the bubble carefully, not wanting it to pop another time. When it was safe into his hands she pulled her own back and sat back in the tub. But when he suddenly moved the bubble to his mouth she jumped forward, making the water slosh. “Hey!” It was the most noise she had made since the drugs had been added to her system again. She was convinced that he had popped her bubble, no even worse, that he had ate her bubble. As she felt the finger against her earlobe she turned around just for him to show her the bubble again and her eyes went big in surprise, her mind confuse where it had come from. When he offered the bubble back, she quickly took it from him, not wanting him to eat it again. She held it closer to her body now, seeming to find the need to protect it from him. Every time his hands moved closer she just move it around. When he asked if she could close her eyes she held it as far away from him as she could go before she actually closed them. She winced as he cleaned around her neck, but didn’t do anything. As his fingers moved over her face she relaxed a little bit more. Her hands slowly lowered themselves till the bubble joined back with the rest of them in the water. It seemed she had forgotten that it had been there, her mind now occupied with other things. She enjoyed the feeling of him rubbing over her face in such a gentle way. It was refreshing and relaxing. Keeping her eyes closer and her breath held whenever he needed it. It wasn’t till his hands started to go lower, wanting to wash the rest of her that she suddenly seemed to be going against him. She pushed his hands away from her. “I want out..” she said decidedly as she pulled her knees closer against her. She had enjoyed the care for her hair and face. But now that he was reaching for the rest of her, she no longer trusted him. If he tried to press it she would just talk to him again. “No.” Not expecting the word to be respected, but saying it anyway. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 07-Oct-22 03:46 AM
Seeing the patient lower her hands into the water as he washed her face and massaged gently, Alexander smiled and hummed softly as he focused on his work, wanting to make sure she was comfortable while also being cared for. In his tour, the other patients had been taken care of and had no resemblance to the neglect that 839 had been suffering. Breathing out softly as he looked down and saw more bruises on her stomach, these a little fresher and seeming to be the size of a fist. Closing his eyes and stilling for a moment to remind himself that he needed his job, Alexander looked into her eyes after he had rinsed off her face. He heard her request for him to let her out of the bath, but he shook his head slowly. Removing his gloves and setting them to the side, he grabbed a new pair and pulled them on. Reaching down and grabbing one of the sponges, he saw her legs drawn up to her and paused his actions. He wanted to tell her that he was trying to clean her and would need her to work with him, but then he saw the stark difference between her skin tones and the bruises. When she said no, he nodded slowly before dropping the sponge into the water slowly. He didn’t want to scare her with it splashing, but he needed it to get in the water. Shifting back away from the tub, he grabbed the spare sponge he brought and held it in his hands. Breathing out before smiling, he spoke in a soft voice, “Alright, you don’t want me to wash you. I can understand, but you need to get clean 839. So, you are going to have to wash yourself, okay? Like this.” Taking the sponge and squeezing it in the water, he brought the sponge back out and rubbed it over his arm. Back and forth until a healthy lather formed, Alexander smiled before setting the sponge down and grabbing one of the towels to wipe his arm off. “Go ahead and clean yourself. If you don’t, I’ll have to clean you. You got this.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 07-Oct-22 04:14 AM
When he pulled back from her when she said no, she couldn’t help but be surprised. She was still hunched together, waiting for him to hit her or do something else. But instead nothing came. She looked carefully over her shoulder to him and saw him holding an extra sponge. She watched as he dipped it into the water and then moved it over his own skin. Her eyes were still jumping around, but she could understand the gist of it. As he set the sponge down she would reach for it carefully and once she had it pulled it close to herself fast. She looked up at him for a moment, expecting him to be closer then he was, but he was staying far enough away that sh felt sort of alright. She brought the sponge to her arm and started to scrub over it, forming the same lather that had formed on his arm. She then move to her other arm and then to her legs. She scrubbed it slow but hard, leaving her skin behind slightly red. Almost as if she was trying to remove more then just the dirt that had found it’s way on her skin. It was only when she got to her actually body that she seemed to struggle more. She moved it slowly over her breasts, then over her stomach, shivering slightly in the warm water as she did. If he came closer to comfort her she would just flinch away, wanting to do it herself. Repeating the word no if she needed to. Lastly she washed her inner thighs and between her legs, doing it for as little as she believed she could get away with before throwing the sponge away from her. “I want out..” she tried again, hoping that now that she was clean he would allow her too. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 07-Oct-22 10:28 AM
After showing her how he wanted her to wash herself, Alexander shifted backwards and stood up. He kept an ear out for her to make sure she wasn’t getting out and to listen for her movements to stop should she be in trouble, but his eyes cast around the room. Looking for the cameras in the room, he spotted one that was looking directly at him and stared at it for a moment. Looking for anything on it that he recognized, he nodded slowly when he saw a small red LED light blink slowly on and off. They were on and working. If they had been disconnected, the light would have pulsed but this one was a steady glow before cutting off. Looking around at the other cameras, he tracked their trajectories as best he could to get a good idea of their fields of vision. Looking between all the ones he could see, he glanced at 839 to verify she was okay before walking around a little circle to give her privacy to clean herself while also looking for any cameras he had missed. Seeing no such missing cameras, he saw a shower head that was surrounded by four support columns that blocked the view of the cameras. Walking over to the shower, he glanced at the rails attached to the columns to be used to support or contain a patient. The metal was faded from overuse around the handcuffs, betraying how frequently the other doctors and nurses would use this shower. Walking through other stalls on his way back to 839, he glanced around to make contact with a camera and noted how new the metal bars looked. Breathing out deeply as he arrived back at 839, he shook his head as he saw how little she cleaned her privates. Exhaling softly, he spoke in a quiet voice, “I’m not going to hurt you, but you need to clean better than that. Next time then.” Smiling as she mentioned wanting out, he nodded and bent over to pull the plug on the tub so that it would drain. Next, he reached under her under arms and lifted her up to her feet easily, her lack of weight making her incredibly easy to move. His h
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ands did not linger, doing their job to lift her and nothing else. Offering his hand to help her step out of the tub, he spoke in a firm voice, “You need to rinse off, we’ll use one of the showers to do it.” Alexander wanted to test something, but in the effort of growing trust with the patient, he ignored his curiosity and took her to one of the showers with multiple cameras watching it. Turning on the water and testing it to see when it got warm, he would step aside when it was warm before gesturing at the water flow, “Go ahead and rinse off, 839.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 07-Oct-22 08:09 PM
As he bend over to grab her she just clung into them. Her legs still feeling strange, but the warm water had helped to make them feel a bit more useable. She put her weight on them and before long she was able to support herself. She was dripping wet and made his clothes wet by clasping into him at first. But once he put her down and noticed she could stand on her own he let go of her. Her long blond hair hung as a wet curtain around her, sticking to her face and chest. The cold air nipping at her skin made goosebumps appear on her skin and she soon had her arms wrapped around herself. He gently guided her to one of the showers. At first they would walk towards the one that he had spotted, the one that had the faded column, he would feel her tense up even if she did not complain. But once he positioned her at a different one she seemed to relax a bit more. As he turned on the shower head and checked the temperature and told her to get under it, she stepped forward and just let the water wash over her. She kept her back to him as much as she could and rinsed off her hair and skin. This was perhaps the first time that he really got a good look at her body now that she was not hunched over, clothed or dipped underneath the surface of water. She was skinny for sure. Her ribs and hips poking out of her skin just slightly. Not dangerously so, but she had a good 10 pounds to gain if she would be considered a healthy weight. The red rawness around her wrists, ankles and neck were still clear even if they did look a lot more clean. There were bruises on her stomach, thighs and hips. As well as some around her arms where she seemed to have been grabbed roughly. Her nails almost non existent from picking at them, the skin around them red and angry. Her toenails on the other hand seemed to long as if nobody had bothered to clip them for her. Her skin was pale, indicating that she never saw the sun. And even her hair did seem more dull then it should be. She rinsed herself
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off well, listening to what he wanted for her. Once she believed that she had done a good job she would turn and point to the towel. If he gave it to her she would wrap herself in it and make herself into a small ball on the ground away from the running shower. Unsure what to do now, but still not trusting this new guy fully. She knew what came next.. she would go back to that room, back to that chair. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 07-Oct-22 09:11 PM
Feeling the patient’s hands moving to grasp him as he set her down in an effort to balance herself, Alexander stood still so that she could use him as she needed to balance herself and be more comfortable and confident in the situation. He paid little mind to how wet his clothes were getting due to the contact, instead focusing on making sure that she was stable before he started to move. The last thing he wanted was to move to quicky and let her fall, accidentally joining the league of those she did not trust and those that bruised her so horribly. Seeing her wrap her arms around herself to try to stop the goosebumps that he saw beginning to form on her skin, Alexander pulled his eyes away quickly before he let them linger any longer than was simply needed to. He wanted to be able to warm her up with a bathrobe or something, but he did not yet know if that was something afforded to the patients. Steeling himself to find out and make life as good as he could for 839, he noticed her tensing at the sight of the secluded shower and hummed softly as he directed her away from it. As she got under the warm water, Alexander let his eyes wander her frame slowly. It was not a sexual scan, more just and effort to look to see what her health state was and if there were any more bruises. Seeing a collection of bruises on the backs of her thighs and her hips that appeared to be handprints or grip marks, Alexander narrowed his eyes before shifting his eyes. Who had been touching her in such a way and so roughly that she would be bruising like this? Shaking his head as he didn’t think he wanted the answer, he continued his survey. Observing how her ribs and hips stuck out slightly through her pale skin, Alexander nodded before moving his vision down her legs and to her feet. Seeing the stark difference in her nails between her bloody and short fingernails and her long toenails sparked more anger inside of him. The neglect was insane, and yet the doctors still wondered why sh
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e acted out? She was caged and treated like an animal, except for the fact the PETA would have burst down the doors in a heartbeat if they heard of a dog living in these conditions. As she continued rinsing herself off, Alexander walked over to the tub and grabbed the last two dry towels. Bringing them over, he waited until she was done to hand her one of them before turning the water off. Taking the second towel, he held his arm out and rubbed it like he had the sponge to show her how to dry herself off. Smiling, he pointed to his hair and then at her before lifting the towel, “I would like to dry your hair, if you don’t mind my help. May I? I can dry that while you dry your body.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 07-Oct-22 09:24 PM
She seemed a little bit more suspicious of him as he was this close to her again, but she did allow him to dry her hair off. She dried off her body at the same time, staying close to the ground where she felt more comfortable. She dried off her arms, being careful around her wrists and ankles. She dried her legs too and then slowly started with her body. All the while he simply focused on her hair and that seemed to help her. Multiple times she would almost fall over to the side as he was messing with her balance. She was still feeling very floaty from the drugs and once she felt like she had finished drying herself off she just let herself lean into him to keep herself steady. The drying of her hair had the same effect that washing her hair had done. It seemed that patient 839 liked it when someone played or touching her hair. It was relaxing and reminded her of when her mother would have combed her hair before she was admitted to the hospital. She hid herself under that wet towel that she had used to dry herself and felt her eyes getting heavy. It had likely been more then 36 hours since she had slept at all and with the drugs making her whole system shut down, she was now feeling just how tired she was. She mumbled softly as he finished drying her off, they were almost mostly hums, the kind a child would make while fighting their sleep. If he tried to pull back from her she would likely just tumble over, her body having decided she was done. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 07-Oct-22 10:51 PM
Alexander could not help but feel bad as he felt the patient losing her balance as he helped her to dry her hair, but he did not stop either. He knew she was capable of drying her body, but as he observed her malnourished state, he could not imagine she would have the energy or endurance to keep her hands moving enough to actually get her hair dry without leaving wet spots that would just be even more unhealthy for her certain situation. The wet hair could get her sick, as well as it would possibly sour and then she would be needing another shower before the facility would like for her to. As she finished drying her body and wrapped herself in the towel before bracing against him for support, Alexander allowed his hands to work with a little more purpose. He was not rough with her, but his movements and use of the towel were thorough as he dried from her scalp to the tips of her hair. As he was satisfied with how dry it felt to his barehand, he took the liberty to bring some calming sensations to 839 by running the towel over her scalp slowly like when he had been washing her hair in the first place. Finishing up her hair, he could hear some soft humming sounds coming from below him. Pausing to try to understand what she might be mumbling, he glanced down and smiled as he saw her eyes fighting to stay open. Pulling the towel away from her head, Alexander shifted his leg back slowly before reaching down and picking her up by her underarms again. Lifting her until her feet could balance her, he smiled and spoke in a soft tone, “Let’s get you dressed, and then we can get you to bed. How would you like that, sleeping in a bed tonight?” Grinning to try to be encouraging, he walked over slowly with his hand resting on her shoulders. It was placed there to be a guiding force as he wanted to see if she could still hold herself up. If she wasn’t able to, it was no big deal as he had his second hand ready to catch her should she lose her balance. Stopping by the tub, he
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tossed the towels down on her dirty clothes before picking up her clean clothes and handing them to her. “Do you need help putting them on?” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 07-Oct-22 11:09 PM
He pulled her back up to her feet and it was enough to knock her out of the sleepy state that he had worked her into a little bit. She tried to balance her weight, putting her feet in different position a few times before she found it. It wasn’t till he mentioned a bed that her eyes went wider. “Bed..?” She asked. She didn’t know if she could believe him. She had been promised many things by many people, they rarely came true. Usually they were just use to get her to comply and then once she did the reward never came. As he moved to grab her clothes she could barely keep herself up. Needing to hold into his arm to keep herself upright. She was wiggling on her own feet, most of her energy having been used to bath herself. She watched as he offered the clothing to her. She took them carefully and then lowered herself back down to the floor. Once she was there she started with her shirt, pulling it over her head and popping her head through first. She then tried to find the openings for her arms. It was still a shirt that was way to big for her. But she didn’t mind it that much, she was used to it. Next she took her underwear, that were actually her size and pulled them over her legs she had to kind of roll over to her knees to pull it all the way up. She repeated the process with her pants and tied the string around her hips so it wouldn’t fall off her. There were no socks to protect her feet. Once she was done she was even more tired then when she started. She just let herself fall back and lay down on the floor with her arms spread wide. She eyes closed as she could just feel sleep overtake her. The whole world was spinning from the drugs and it was getting worse the more tired she got. “Bed…” she said softly. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 08-Oct-22 12:37 AM
Looking away as she dressed, the concept of the action made Alexander chuckle softly. In a facility like this, the patients had no access to privacy, and some would say it wasn’t a privilege they deserved. Some of them would be watched as they did every action of their life, from playing with themselves to using the bathroom. And here he was with a girl that was tagged as a murderous monster, and he was turning away to give her the common decency of getting dressed by herself. Glancing over when he saw her grabbing the pants, he confirmed only that she had put the underwear on correctly. Gathering up the dirtied linens, he took them to a receptacle and placed them inside. The mesh bag was empty, a show that despite their treatment of 839, the facility knew what is supposed to do for the other patients. Going back and grabbing the bath supplies, he put the bottles on the shelf and then threw the gloves and sponges into a trash can to be disposed of. Locking the supply closet shut again, Alexander turned back and saw 839 laying on the ground and chuckled. Walking over to her and looking at her laying on the ground with a sleepy expression, Alexander thought for a moment about picking her up and simply carrying her, but he knew that would likely freak her out to a level of aggression that he was not wanting to deal with right now. Walking around behind her, he knelt down and gripped under her arms before pulling her up to her feet again. Placing his hand on her upper back again to act as a guidance, Alexander led her out of the bathroom and towards her room. Glancing in and seeing that her room had been cleaned and the chair was gone, Alexander nodded before unlocking the door and stepping inside with 839. Pointing at the bed, he spoke with a grin, “Go ahead and lay down, you get to sleep on your bed tonight.” He would try to help her get the blanket up and onto her, but he wouldn’t be incredibly persistent if she fussed. Smiling at her, he would turn to leave th
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e room, locking it behind himself and going to take a shower to clean off his first day and get ready for bed. @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 08-Oct-22 03:41 AM
The whole way back to her room she was stumbling over her own feet, needing him to support her much more then before. Doctor’s that they walked by looked at the display with distrust and perhaps even a bit of disgust, especially once they saw that her wrists and ankles were unbound. He walked her all the way to her room and only once they got close was she starting to get a little bit fussy on him. But he opened the door anyway and once he told her to go and lay down she seemed to calm a bit more. The chair being gone also helped to ease her mind. She stepped towards the bed and just started to touch it to make sure that it was real and also as if she was expecting there to be needles on it ready to poke her. But once she realized it was just a bed she laid down on top of it. The softness of it greeted her instantly. Even if the beds in the mental hospital were not that comfortable, she loved how it felt. As he started to tug her in she simply pulled the blanket over her head and rolled herself up in a little ball. If he tried to pull it back, she would quickly hide underneath once more. She was more comfortable that way, going by the childish philosophy that if she could not see the anyone, they could not see her. She waited like that till he left the door once more and it was locked behind them before she let herself drift off to sleep.
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Information BOT 08-Oct-22 03:45 AM
It was the next day when and Alexanders shift would just be starting when he heard annoyed talk from the end of the hallway. Once more multiple staff members had gathered before the door op patient 839. Discussing among themselves about what seemed to be a problem. “This is what happens when we leave it uncuffed..” one crumbled underneath his breath as he stared at the door once more. “She is out of control.” Another commented as he shook his head. Head would turn when Alexanders footsteps got closer, or perhaps he even asked what was going on. “Hey, you.” He was called out to come over. “Patient 839 won’t let anyone enter the room. The moment we open the door it attacks us.” It was the doctor that refused to see her as anything but a danger to the staff. Not even giving her the curtesy of being spoken to by her own pronoun. “You need to restrain her so we can give her her medication.”
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 08-Oct-22 03:51 AM
For the first time in a long time, Mia had gotten a good night sleep. She had not been bothered by any of the doctor, all of them to scared to enter her room now that they knew that she was not cuffed down. Even in her least restrictive days, she was at least bound to the wall with a chain that kept her from reaching the door. But this time not even those had been given to her. For the first time in a long time, she was free. With the drugs starting to run out of her system she had woken up feeling alert and active. She had been calm at first, but the moment someone had tried to open the door she had moved towards it fast. Multiple times they had tried to open the door again and each time she had charged at them. “Bad door! BAD DOOR!” She had shouted as she had banged against the metal. In her frustration she had trashed the room, even if there was not much for her to trash. She had ripped apart the pillow, letting down fly everywhere. She had taken the sheets out of their covers and she had thrown around her pillow. Her hair was a mess around her from sleeping with wet hair. Her eyes a lot more alert then he had seen her the day before. She was pacing the room, waiting for them to make their move again. Back and forth like a frustrated animal in a cage. Which perhaps as exactly what she was in that moment. If Alexander started to undo the door she would once more run to the door and start to bang at it. “No, no, no, NO! Evil door! You are EVIL!” She would shout thought not at Alex directly. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 08-Oct-22 05:34 PM
Alexander had woken up well before his shift started, his eyes snapping open as a series of gunshots rang out beside him. Sitting up and covering his face as sand rushed over his body, he looked down and saw a woman with a S-vest strapped to her and a young boy beside her. Both of them had bullet holes in their heads and as Alexander looked behind him, he saw a younger version of himself lowering his rifle with an unphased expression before checking in on the radio on his shoulder. Sitting up in his bed, Alexander pushed his blanket off his legs and pivoted on the mattress, his hands coming up to wipe the sleep from his eyes. Looking to the floor of his apartment attached to the hospital, he shook his head before standing and walking over to his duffel bag that sat on top of his dresser. Pulling out a pair of track pants and a t-shirt, he laid them on top of his bag before walking back to his bed and making it. Creasing the angles of the sheets and blankets to perfect military standard, he took off his shirt and shorts that he slept in before folding them and placing them on the center of his bed. Walking over to his duffel bag, he pulled his clothes on before grabbing a pair of socks and running shoes as well. Stepping out of his room and nodding to a couple others that were starting their daily routines, Alexander walked to the work out room and got onto one of the unoccupied treadmills. Running at an easy pace to warm up, he started pumping up the speed until he was running as he had in the Corps, a 6-minute mile at 10 mph. Holding this pace for thirty minutes as he felt his shirt beginning to grow damp with sweat, Alexander enjoyed the experience of pushing his body and prided himself in still being in the best shape of his life. Slowing his pace for the final few minutes of his forty-minute run, Alexander jogged and breathed carefully before stepping off the treadmill. Grabbing one of the rags provided, he wiped his sweat from the machine before walking o
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ver to the free weights area. Performing basic arm work outs with the dumbbells, Alexander glared into the mirror as he got to thinking about what may have happened in that bathroom stall. He needed to find a way to get access to the cameras, but he had no idea as of right now who he would even ask. His shirt rode up on his biceps as he worked out, revealing a few tattoos that his scrubs had covered for company policy. An eagle, globe, and anchor decorated his left upper arm with a collection of tally marks surrounding it. Their total would be 73 if someone stopped to count, but that would require asking the relevance. The tallies extended around his arm and onto his back some, each set of five surrounded by a tombstone. His right upper arm had a combat knife wrapped in a red ribbon with the words ‘Semper Fi’ written on it.
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Finishing his workout, Alexander got another shower before his shift began. Walking onto the ward with his pump still raging in his arms and shoulders, he was a more imposing figure this morning as he walked up the hall and saw the doctors hanging out front of 839’s room. Hearing them telling him to restrain her, Alexander put up a hand to silence them, “I got it. Just step back and wait til I holler.” Walking up to the window in order to glance in, he ignored the screams and the way she charged the door, simply looking at the mess she had made inside. Chuckling, he turned to one of the new employees that was hired with him before speaking, “We’ll be needing a new pillow it would seem.” Placing his hand on the door, he waited until she was charging the door before pushing it open. The inside of the door was padded, and he used that to his advantage as opening the door would knock it into her and cause her balance to fall off slightly. Slipping in and shutting the door behind him, Alex shifted to the side to not be in front of the evil door. Raising his hands in a passive manner, he looked at her and spoke in a slow voice, “Alright 839, I need you to calm it down. These fine gentlemen need to give you your medication, but they can’t until you calm down.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 08-Oct-22 07:58 PM
The push of the door was hard enough to make her stumble backwards. She was more steady on her feet now then she had been before. But she was still not as steady as she should be. She grabbed a hold of the padded wall in an attempt to steady herself, but by that time Alexander had already come in. She was angry and frustrated, that much was clear. Her hair was knotted together in many ways from how she had been fussing. She didn’t want him to be there and she hissed at him in almost a catlike way before he started to speak to her. But it was only at the mention of her medication that she started to yell at him again. “No! NO!” She yelled at him. She bend down and grabbed a handful of the down that was all over the floor from the pillow and threw it at him. It didn’t make it very far. She stepped back from him, keeping distance between them. Even if she was crazy, she knew that he was stronger then her. She didn’t fully recognize him from the day before, her mind having been to out of it to really get that information into her long term memories. “No needles!” She said to him, all the bad meds came in needles. Her eyes shifting between him and to the door, knowing that she was no longer guarding it. She needed to guard it, she needed to be there. They could come in now, they could come in.. like he came in.. And just as her mind was rambling about that she could hear the door unlocking, the doctors getting ready to step in the moment Alexander got her restraint. Within seconds she went around Alexander and back towards the door. “STAY AWAY!” She shouted at the door at the top of her lungs. Just needing to make sure they didn’t come in. The medication more a threat then the male in her room that didn’t seem to have anything on him. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 10-Oct-22 01:19 PM
Standing with his hands raised to the side to show he had nothing in his hands that could hurt her, Alexander stepped slowly towards the patient. Stopping when she screamed at him before grabbing the handful of down feathers, Alexander watched the feathers fall harmlessly before putting his left hand out towards the door. Looking from her to the door that she was now beginning to focus on, he shook his head before speaking, “No one is coming to hurt you 839. There won’t be any needles, just water and some pills you need to swallow, okay? If you work with me, and stay calm, I can make sure that they don’t stick you with any needles. If you can promise me that you’ll behave, there won’t be any need for needles.” Looking towards the door, he looked through the window and established eye contact with the doctor outside. Narrowing his eyes, he repeated his statement at a louder level, “No needles are needed.” He knew the doctor could hear him due to the seal of the door being left slightly open after he went through. The nurses were preparing to rush in and had the door prepared for rapid entry. As the patient rushed past him to scream at the door, Alexander apologized silently before going into action. Wheeling around behind 839, he gripped his hands on her arms just below her elbows and lifted up to make her arms bend to his control. Keeping her forearms gripped with his fingers, his thumbs extended back to wrap around her upper arm and hold her bent arms in a firm grasp. It was not so firm as to press in and add to the bruises that were already on her, but it had enough strength to keep her from being able to break free He had observed her the day before and noted how small her arms were, a testament to how weak she would be in breaking free. Sweeping his right leg around the front of her as he lifted slightly with his arms, he knocked her legs out from under her and lowered her slowly to her knees. Kneeling down with her, he moved his hands to hold her wrists t
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ogether in one hand while his other arm wrapped over her forearms to hold them against her chest. He kept a slight downwards pressure to keep her from being able to stand up. Holding her still and pressing against her to keep up his advantage of leverage, Alexander whispered softly, “I will not let them hurt you. I am sorry, but you need to take these pills. If you stay calm, I won’t have to do this next time.” Pulling his head away from hers, he looked to the door and yelled, “Get in here, but no fucking needles. If you don’t have pills, go get some. No needles, or I will let her go.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 10-Oct-22 07:55 PM
"You lie! You all lie!" She shouted in the air as she banged at that door another time. There were always needles, they were always mean, they always hurt her. He was lying. They were all lying. Then his arms suddenly wrapped around her and she screamed at the top of her lungs. She fought against him, but he soon had her gripped tightly, lowering her to the floor as she was brought to her knees. She started to sob, tears flowing down her cheeks. He promised he would not hurt her, but she did not believe him. "You lie..." she sobbed. But she did relax in his arms, her strength already leaving her. The doctors at the other side of the door argued among themselves before a nurse was send in, a handful of pills in his hand. They rushed in and she just cried harder. "Open you mouth 839." The nurse said. She did not open it, instead clamping down her jaw. The nurse looked up to the guy who was holding her and mouthed a silent apology to Alexander before he brought his hands around her jaw and pressed in her cheeks to open her mouth by force. The pills were put in and a generous amount of water followed before the nurse pressed his hand against her mouth before rubbing her throat to make her swallow. The pills went down and the nurse stepped back. "Just.. don't let her go till I am out." He said to Alexander, clearly not understanding how he could be in here with her. The nurse got up and quickly left the room again. Meanwhile patient 839 was left sobbing silently. She had already used all her energy that the food from yesterday and the rest during the night had given her. She was once more tired. Lucky for her the pills she had been given were mostly to control her extreme mood swings, only a light sedative in the bunch to keep her a bit more calm. So they would not affect her like those the day before had done. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 12-Oct-22 12:58 PM
Alexander felt awful as he held 839 still, his eyes closing as he tried to ignore the fear and anger in her tone. He had not wanted to hurt her or make her doubt that he was here as much to keep the doctors safe as he was to keep the patient safe from mistreatment. Pressing the side of his head against hers for a moment before pulling back to avoid any headbutting, Alexander whispered softly, “I’m sorry 839. I’m not going to let them hurt you, but I can’t let you hurt them. Please, just sit still and they will not hurt you, I promise you. I will keep you safe.” Looking up as the door opened and the nurse came in, Alexander watched them closely, his eyes locked on their every move until they apologized to him. Tightening his grip slightly so that 839 could not move and hurt the nurse, Alexander lowered his eyes and tried to ignore the sounds of discomfort that left the girl. Holding her still as she was forced to swallow, Alexander looked up at the nurse when they backed away. Nodding, he spoke in a deep voice, “She is not going to hurt you, she is worn the fuck out. Please, go get her a plate of food. I’ll feed her again. Also, thank you for the pills.” Holding her and humming softly as the nurse stepped out of the room, Alexander moved his hand that had been doubled up on her wrists and rubbed her arm gently. He moved from humming to singing softly for her, “Hush, little baby, don’t say a word, Papa’s gonna buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird won’t sing, Papa’s gonna buy you a diamond ring.” Rocking back and forth gently to try to calm her down, Alexander spoke in a low voice, “They are going to get you food and then you are going to get to eat. How does that sound?” After he asked, he lowered his head and placed his chin on her shoulder. He knew the nurse would be coming back shortly with food, so there was no point in removing his hold on her just to do it all again. Rocking back and forth to establish the rhythm again, he continued singing the
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song in a low voice, “And if that diamond ring turns to brass, Papa's gonna buy you a looking glass. And if that looking glass gets broke, Papa's gonna buy you a billy goat. And if that billy goat won't pull, Papa's gonna buy you a cart and bull.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 13-Oct-22 02:32 AM
Once he let her hands go she didn’t seem to be willing to fight against her. She mostly just hung into the arm that was still in front of her chest. She still sobbed quietly, tears running down her cheek. The truth was that she was quite lucid at that moment. She had made it clear what she wanted and didn’t want, given the doctors boundaries. Yet the only one that had even remotely seemed to have respected them was the man that was holding her. As he started to sing she would. Stay quiet at first, but then softly start to sing along with him. It seemed to help her calm down and her sobbing soon seemed to subside. As he asked if she wanted to eat, she just nodded her head and kept on signing the small song. Eventually he joined in on the song again and they simply sat there, rocking back and forth and signing the song together. That was until the door once more started to open and she once more froze. Her eyes shot up to meet the nurse that had come back into the room with a tray of food. She wanted to rush at him, but Alexander soon had her grabbed once more. “Go away! Leave me alone!” She shouted at him, but at least she could not get to them. They quickly placed the tray on the ground near the wall and then left once more. She seemed to calm a litle bit once the door was closed again, though she was not as calm yet as she had been before. “They always look scared..” she said to him then, mumbling slightly. “They should not be scared..” she leaned against him again. “They have needles.. and doors.. and chains.. I have nothing.” @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 16-Oct-22 12:01 AM
Alexander had wanted to test the patient’s resolve and responsibility, and it seemed she had failed the test. Looking at the down feathers he was kneeling on, he could not help but feel that there had to be something that triggered her or made her so upset. The door was an obvious item of trauma for her, a barrier that she had no control over except the desperate rushes that she made against it. The door was a barrier that the hospital controlled, and yet it was something that she needed to influence. When she couldn’t it seemed to break her, as if she had not only lost control of the barrier but also her body. Remembering the bruises on her body and how quickly she had washed herself, Alexander felt his nostrils flare in a sudden realization and the anger that followed. The bruises had been very suggestive and concerning in their pattern and the depth of the tissue damage. They screamed of repetition, similar to the bruises he had seen that formed on his shoulders and sides when he had spent an excessive amount of time practicing for heavy ruck marches with his unit. These handprints were not the types of bruises that you get from slapping or hitting. They were much too intense and focused, meaning they had to be from gripping and holding. He had seen similar bruises on children’s wrists if their parents held them in vice grips and would not let them move. But these bruises were not in any place that someone should be touching her, unless they were doing something very illegal. These inappropriate bruises in addition to the way she washed herself, as if she was disgusted with having her private places touched, triggered red flags in Alexander’s mind. 839 had been sexually assaulted by someone on the staff team here, there was no other explanation. Feeling his lips snarling up as he started to think over why he was here, he wondered if the dead doctor had been one of the ones that had touched her. Even if he had been, what could Alexander do? Reporting the issue
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or making a fuss would only make his lose his job while the doctors protected their own, this was already proven by their unanimous decision to treat her like an animal and avoid feeing her in the intent of starving her out until she was too weak to move or fight back. Singing softly with 839 helped to calm him down a touch, but his arms around her went from holding her and protecting the doctors from her and more to protecting her from the doctors. His grips softened, though he still kept it in order to keep her safe. He wanted her to feel safe in his arms as he continued to sing softly with her. Rocking back and forth with the song, he rested his head against hers gently before raising it when he heard the door starting to open. Firming up his grip before 839 had looked up to see the door opening, Alexander was ready for her thrashing as she tried to get at the nurse. Holding her and not letting her go, Alexander shushed softly to try to calm her down before looking at the nurse and nodding his thanks silently. He wanted it known that he appreciated the efforts of the staff that were cooperative with him when it came to taking care of the patient. That way more would be willing to work with him in his efforts to actually give the patients of the hospital true treatment and not leave them like animals.
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Pulling 839 back against his chest gently as she mumbled about the doctors and nurses being afraid of her, Alexander hummed softly in agreement. They doctors could have kept her under control without resorting to these means, if only they had been able to control themselves. Lowering his arms away from the hold he had on her slowly, Alexander held them around her waist in a loose hug before speaking in a soft voice, “They are scared because they do not understand. They have the chains because they don’t want you to hurt them, but they have already hurt you. I need to ask you something, 839. Who gave you those bruises?” Looking over her shoulder at the platter of food, he smirked softly as the food at least looked a little better. That’s what happens when you get food served with the other food. A bowl of warm oatmeal with a plastic cup of orange juice. A bowl with grapes and apple slices as well as a cup of yogurt and plastic spoons. Looking to her cheek slowly, he released his hold on her completely, his hands resting on his knees as he let his legs go on either side of her. “You can go eat if you’d like. Or, you can bring it over her.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 16-Oct-22 12:22 AM
When he released his hold on her, she did not make way instantly. Her eyes were now once more focused on the food. She had not eaten since he had last fed her the night before, her body still starved for nutrients. Because of this she wasn’t focused enough when he asked her about the bruises that were on her thighs and hips. Instead when he let her go and told her that she could go eat she went over to it on her hands and knees and sat down against the wall. She picked up the bowl of oatmeal and would dip her apple slices in it before taking bites of it, a unique way to eat her food, but she liked it that way. Her eyes would go from the food to Alexander, making sure that he stayed where he was. She was afraid that he might take it from her before she was done. She ate fast and perhaps a small bit sloppy, but didn’t spill on herself as she had the night before when she had been tied down as she did. Hunched forward, the bits she did spill just landed back into the bowl. Only once she had finished the oatmeal and the apples and grapes did she seem to calm down a little bit. She picked up the yoghurt cup and took the top of, taking small bites of the fruity yoghurt with the plastic spoon. She looked at him as she ate, her knees pulled up close against her body as if to protect herself against him. Yet her eyes spoke of a strange curiosity as she sucked down on the spoon between each bite till every last bit of flavor was gone from it before dipping it in again. “Why do you stay?” She then asked, her head slightly tilted as she formed her question. Wondering why he stayed in her room when she was free the way she was. She would suddenly move as if she would rush to him again, but never actually got off. As he didn’t even flinch she would just laugh at him, perhaps a bit louder then she should. “You are weird.” @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 16-Oct-22 02:12 AM
Alexander wasn’t exactly expecting an answer when he asked about the bruises. He knew there was a likelihood that the events behind them had been locked behind a wall of trauma protection, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t at least ask to try to get some idea. Looking away as she crawled over towards her food, Alexander looked back in her direction when she started eating. Smirking slightly as she used the apples to scoop up the oatmeal, he shook his head as he would have opted for using the spoon for that. But he was happy to see that she was enjoying the food. Watching her eat for a moment or two longer, he was reminded that behind the fear and savagery that she displayed towards the door and the other staff members, there was a young woman that just wanted to be able to enjoy herself. Pulling his eyes away from her face where he had been lingering for a moment or two Alexander swallowed and furrowed his eyebrows. He had been admiring her features and immediately felt disgusted in himself for allowing himself to look at her as anything more than a patient that needed to be protected. Yes, she was cute, but he could not stomach the idea of letting his eyes admire her for any longer at the risk of seeming like the staff members that had given her those bruises. Busying his hands in shame, he started to pick up the feathers around his position. Having created a small pile, he glanced up to look at her when he heard the lid on the yogurt cup being pulled back. Smiling slightly before looking away, he felt a warmth in his chest at the fact that he had affected enough of a change that she was now able to eat, and it was food that was appetizing. Going back to collecting the feathers, Alexander felt himself being pulled slowly into a memory. The room turned into the interior of an armored truck, and the feathers slowly started changing in color to brass casings from the machine gun above his head. Scraping away the casings from the feet of the Marine manning the tur
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reted .50 caliber above him, Alexander ducked his head at the sounds of an explosion in front of them. Looking up and seeing the lead vehicle of the column flipped over with smoke boiling out of the crew compartment, Alexander brought his rifle to his chest and pushed out of the truck when it came to a stop. Looking around for the vapor trail of the rocket propelled grenade, he saw it and turned to see a pair of young boys reloading the tube for another shot. Squeezing his trigger quickly to drop them before they could endanger his brothers in arms any further, Alexander had turned to run towards the burning vehicle. Pulling out the survivors and ignoring their screams of pain, he brought them over to his own truck. Before he could lay them inside, he had to brush some of the casings out of the way so that they did not bother the burn wounds anymore. Feeling the feathers under his hand, Alexander blinked quickly before looking around. 839 had just finished her yogurt and he was chastising himself for letting himself slip away. If she were deadly, she could have killed him in that moment he was trapped in a flashback. Breathing out slowly as he glanced up at her initial words, Alexander steeled himself and picked up the pile of feathers to combine them. When she moved to charge him, he raised an eyebrow and chuckled softly, his lips curving up in a smile as he heard her laughter ring out. Smirking, he shrugged before responding, “I might be weird, but I gotta make sure you eat all your food. I can’t have you wasting away on me 839.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 16-Oct-22 04:49 AM
She had not fully recognized his small black out. She had been to focused on him not moving. And since he had not moved, she had not minded that he had not seemed to be paying attention. She had not even really paid attention to the feathers that he had now gathered into a pile. She finished her yoghurt and soon the only thing left was the juice in a glas. She brought her eyes back up to him as he said that he was there to ensure she ate her food. She seemed much mote active then the day before. Her eyes not as loopy as they had been. Her facial expressions seeming to change fast and rapidly. Between smiling, concern and fear for the guy before her. She drank the juice, downing it in one go. She slightly sour liquid burning her eyes but she did not care. Once she finished the threw it into one of the corners. "Well. I am done!" She said to him then before peeling herself from the ground. "You can go now. Good job Sir." She said as she clapped her hands and started to kick at the feathers. Her feet were still bare and cold on the soft plastic floor. "You deserve a medal! Feeding 839 a fuuuuull meal." She said. She was still switching between laughs at the situation and a facial expression that was close to crying. It seemed that she couldn't decide what she wanted from the situation, how she felt about it. "Or would you rather have desert?" She suddenly asked as she turned to look at him, her expression almost blank as if she suddenly surpressed all her feelings. "I can lay down if you want. Skip the needles.." she spoke. It had worked the last time.. maybe it would work again this time. But before she could say anything else voices came from the door. One of the doctors had never left. "That is enough Soldier. You are wasting your time. Restrain her to the bed and get your ass out of there. We need you elsewhere." The voice sounded and cuffs were slid through the opening of the door that food might normally be passed through. A sort of stand still happening be
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tween him and 839 as she was now alert of what he might do to her. Though perhaps he would not be allowed to leave before he had done his job. The doctor not wanting a repeat of her door guarding behavior. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 16-Oct-22 11:12 PM
As 839 threw her cup into the corner, Alexander pointed at it and spoke in a firm voice, “You need to stop doing that. It’s a very bad habit and it is something a child or animal would do. You are neither, so quit it.” Watching her stand up from the ground, Alexander tilted his head and listened to her for a moment before moving to stand up as well. He was not afraid of her. She was not high on his list of scariest things he had seen, but he respected her erratic tendencies enough to not simply sit down and fall victim to one of her mood swings and the resulting temper tantrum or violent outburst. Watching her kick the feathers around the room, Alexander could hear the edge in her voice that told of her mood swings. Laughter and childlike ignorance down to a sorrowful crying that held deep pain with it. Focusing on not allowing himself to grow aggravated with her antics, he stepped out of her way and let her kick around the room. Walking around her to pick up the cup and place it with the tray of dishes, he crossed his arms over his chest and watched her move around the room. It was only when she mentioned desert and her mood shifted that he truly started to pay attention to what she had to say. Seeing the joy leave her as she suggested laying still rather than needing needles, Alexander opened his mouth and said a single word in a questioning tone, “Bruises?” The voice of the doctor exploded behind him, bringing a snarl to his lip as he muttered softly to himself, “I’m not a fucking soldier, I’m a Marine. Get that through your fucking head.” Reaching behind him and taking the handcuffs into his grasp, Alexander pulled them around and slowly showed them to the patient. Stepping forward slowly so as not to spook her, he ignored the impatience of the doctor and smiled slightly while speaking, “Alright, I’m going to need you to work with me. I can’t leave until I get your wrist cuffed to the long pole of your bed. Will you work with me?” Smiling as he unlatched
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one side of the handcuffs, he let it hang there for a moment before clasping it to her bed frame. Stepping forward and reaching for her wrist, he would try to grab it and attach the handcuff to it while speaking softly enough that only she could hear him, “I’m not going to let them hurt you anymore and I’m not going to hurt you. I will find who gave you those bruises and they will never hurt you again.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 17-Oct-22 12:38 AM
She didn’t pay his warning of her not being a child or an animal any mind. She would throw with her cup if she wanted to do that. Even if she didn’t do it they treated her the same way, she might as well get her fun when she could. It was only when she had offered to lay down and he seemed to be freezing in place that she had her full attention on him. “Bruises?” He asked her and her eyes dipped down to her own body, her hands going to the place on her hips that he had seen the bruises. She had been about speak back to him when the voice of the doctor came instead. It made her jump and her eyes go between Alexander and the door. “Marine, marine!” She shouted after him, seeming to enjoy his anger towards the other doctor. She even stomped her feet into the floor as she shouted it. But that changed when he grabbed the handcuffs. She instantly pressed herself against the wall, trying to push herself away from him. Even if he was trying to soothe her she was once more looking like him like a child who was about to be punished for something they had not done. Even if she didn’t attack him, she also tried her very best to stay as far away from him as she could, even when he was being so gentle with her. When he eventually grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer she just whined softly and tried to peel his fingers away from her wrist, her feet braced around the ground as he pulled her closer. “No.. they will come in..” she said to him almost in a begging manner. Her head turning to look to the door. But he easily got her close enough to put the cuffs around her hand and lock her to the bedframe in the corner of the room. “I will find who gave you those bruises and they will never hurt you again.” The sentence somehow calmed her down and made her look up at him with big eyes. Even if there were still small tears hidden in the corners of her eyes, she no longer seemed to be close to crying at all. Her whole body language having changed. “These bruises?” She whisper
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ed back to him as she pointed to her hips. If he nodded to her she would just smile at him in a way that would make most people have a shiver run up their spine. “I already made him not hurt her..” she said to him, referring to herself in the third and first person. It was the first time that he had truly met one of her different personalities. “They will drug her again when you leave..” @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 18-Oct-22 10:41 AM
The way that 839 fought against him as he went to handcuff her was heartbreaking, nothing like the many times before where Alexander had handcuffed a person that did not want to be. They always had some anger or drama with them, but 839 had nothing but terror on her features as she tried desperately to break free of his grip and influence. He wanted nothing more than to release her and let her cry, his heart growing soft for the pain that this girl had experienced. But he was a professional. Continuing to handcuff her, he stepped back and brought a hand to rub at his forehead and eyes, trying to ignore the sight in front of him. He was ashamed of being part of the system that had caused her so much stress, his eyes moving to the handcuffs in disgust. Why would they have given him these metal handcuffs which could quickly become harmful to her if she was not monitored or if she wasn’t carful. He would have thought the facility had the thick leather bands to protect the patients from getting cuts or serious abrasions on their wrists from the cold steel of the current ones. Narrowing his eyes, he made a promise to himself to look for them if they were here, and he would set aside two pairs for 839. He was about to respond to her worry about the doctors coming in and hurting her when he noticed the shift in her mood and body language. Breathing out slowly as this was the first interaction with this personality, Alexander nodded slowly and listened to see what she might have to say. Looking down at her hips and thighs when she gestured to them questioningly, Alexander simply looked back up and locked eyes with her and nodded, “Yes, those bruises. I don’t want you getting anymore and I’m going to do what I can to find who did it to you.” Seeing the smile that spread across her lips, Alexander nodded slowly as he registered who he was talking to now. This was no longer the curious little girl or the one that liked to joke and be loud. This was the killer, the persona
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lity that the mistreatment in this facility had forced her to create in the effort of protecting herself. Stepping back slightly in order to show that he meant her no harm, he nodded slowly as she spoke, noting the combination of first- and third-person perspectives. He nodded slowly before responding, “That is why I am here. After you killed him, they hired me to protect the doctors from you. However, the more I see, it is the other way around. If it was safe and she was protected, you wouldn’t have to be here, and neither would I. I need to go, but I would like to talk with you again.” Stepping back and turning to leave, he paused at her final words. Looking over his shoulder at her, he sighed softly and spoke, “Not if I have anything to do with stopping it. She doesn’t need sedation; she just needs patience and a caring approach. Take care of her, but I will be as well.” Opening the door as he grabbed the tray where her breakfast had been, Alexander stepped through and locked the door behind him. Sighing as he looked the door behind him, he took the tray to the kitchen before going to find the doctor, his mind focused on his job and seeing what the doctor needed him for. @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 18-Oct-22 07:46 PM
She couldn't help the laugh that escaped her as he said that her killing was the reason he was here. "You are a funny one.." she spoke to him in her chuckle that seemed ao detached from the situation. "Thinking you can protect her.. you hold no power, just like I hold no power." She reminded him as her eyes watched him carefully. "You will learn soon enough." She simply warned him. The moment he started to leave her mood switched once more. Her expression changing again and her body language shifted. She curled herself up into a ball on the floor next to the bed, looking like a scared child as she sat chained to the bed. He left and she said nothing else to him. Alexander was soon taken to another patient who needed to take their medicine. They were not as bad as 839. A simple older lady who wasn't having the best of days. Her room a stark different from 839s. Instead of the barren white it actually had bit of entertainment. Magazines, music, some snacks and a bottle of water. The woman was not restraint and was only temporarily held back to take her medication before left alone in the room again. This would repeat with others. None of the other patients got the treatment that 839 was getting. But there was also something else. None of them were as young or pretty. Meanwhile for 839, she was not having a great time. Even if Alexander might have believed he was doing her a favor by keeping her sedation away from her, she was struggling to control herself. All the emotions playing inside of her, the fear and anger, taking turns inside her head with nothing to to distract her. She went from being curled up, to fighting her cuffs, to picking her nails and mumbling her songs. So far they had left her alone. But then once more the alarm started ringing in her room. She had started screaming, pulling at her cuff till the metal had bit into her skin and made her bleed. "Help! Help! They will get me! They will hurt me! Help!" She was screaming at the top of her lungs.
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Her eyes big as she tried to get away from what seemed to be the space underneath her bed instead of the door she had been focused on before. Her mind having made up delusions to torture and scare her. If Alexander responded to the alarm as well he would already see a set of a nurse and doctor getting ready to sedate her once more for her behavior. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 19-Oct-22 04:36 PM
Moving through the morning responsibilities, Alexander walked with the other nurses and the doctors while they did their rounds. Taking food and medication to the other patients, taking them for baths if they needed it. Some of the patients were even taken to a recreational area. Alexander was currently sitting in a folding chair with his right ankle on his left knee while watching three older men playing basketball. They were all younger in their heads, ranging from twelve years old to twenty, but in reality, not a single one of them was younger than seventy-five. Chuckling as he glanced over at the other staff that were using this as a much-needed break, Alexander waved his left hand to get one of their attentions before gesturing towards the door, showing that he was going to be leaving. Receiving a nod of recognition from the others, he stood up and folded his chair before taking it to stack with the others. Moving through the building, he looked into the different rooms of patients and felt his mood beginning to sour as he saw the way some of them were treated. It was a completely different world from 839, and that made his lip snarl and his blood boil. They were all patients, so they should be treated well and treated equally. Walking into the staff region, he read the tags on each of the rooms and smirked when he got to the security room. Looking at the lock on the door, he looked at his keyring to find a matching color code on his rings. Finding nothing, he smirked before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone. His phone case opened to a slim compartment which he pulled out two small pieces of steel. Sticking the tensioner in, he started working the tumblers of the lock with the pick. It was a skill he had learned both in the Marine Corps and in the police force. When he felt the lock turning, Alexader grinned and unlocked the door before opening it and stepping in. Replacing the tools in his phone, he shut and locked the door behind himsel
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f. Walking into the room, he saw a box labeled Mia and opened it out of curiosity. Inside were several pictures of 839 in compromising positions, doctors and nurses alike having their fun with her. Inside were also handcuffs and ropes that he could see being used in the pictures. Closing the box and returning it, he growled deeply before walking to the door and opening it. Sticking his head out, he saw no one coming and slipped out quickly. He breathed in and out slowly to try to calm his nerves when he saw the lights beginning to signal an alarm going off up ahead. Sprinting down the hallway, he saw the doctors and nurses standing outside of 839’s door. Starting to slow down, his eyes grew wide when he saw the syringes in the nurses’ hands and the fact they were going into the room. Speeding up again and putting his head down as he ran, Alexander skidded to a halt outside of her room and put a hand out as he shouted, “Stop, you don’t need to sedate her!!” Stepping into the room, he pushed the doctor to the side while reaching over the nurse and grabbing their wrist which held the syringe. Pulling it up into the air and holding it over their head, he turned to look at the doctor before speaking, “The rooms are sound proofed for God’s sake. The other patients can’t fuck hear her, she isn’t hurting them!! She doesn’t need to be sedated, she needs to have her medication adjusted and maybe, newsflash, fucking therapy.” Pulling the nurse out of the way and stepping between them and her, he put his left hand out towards them while looking over his shoulder to see her. Reaching down and gently grabbing her forearm so that she stopped moving, he whispered softly to her, “Please don’t prove me wrong.” Turning back to the others, he glared at the doctor, “Do we not have therapists on the payroll?” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 19-Oct-22 07:00 PM
She was completely unaware of all the drama that was going on. She was not even focused on the doctors and nurses that had started to come into the room. All she did was shout and try to get away from the bed that she was chained to. In her delusion there were people under the bed, eyes that peered out from the darkness. But the worst thing.. the one that was scared her so much, was the face of the doctor that she had killed reaching out for her with his gross hands. His face sunken in like a corps, the pencil she had used to bury in his eyes still there and bleeding into the ground. His hands reaching for her, the same hands that held her down, the same hands that covered her mouth so she couldn’t scream, the same hands that would go in between her legs and get her just ready enough for him to use her. The more time went on the closer he got and the more frantic she became. Kicking at the empty air, pulling at the bed enough to make the frame groan from the strain, blood smearing over her wrist from where the cuffs had cut into her. Alexander was he first of them that got close enough to touch her. Her eyes shot to him, bloodshot from her crying and frantic calls for help, a small bit of recognition inside them this time. But her face instantly went back to that empty space underneath the bed again and she did not calm down. “Please.. he is getting closer… please please please.. just help me!” She begged and screamed, her voice high pitched and her nose full from her sobbing. “She said he was gone.. why is he not gone!” She pulled her legs even closer to her, seeming to swipe at the empty air as if something was trying to grab her. “We do. But she is not stable enough for therapy.” The doctor said to Alexander. His voice frustrated and annoyed. It was clear that he was getting sick of the interruptions of the new employee in how they were supposed to deal with 839. “You have 10 minutes to calm her down..” he finally said, having learned by now how stubborn th
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e marine could be. The doctor knew that Alexander could not always be around. He would just need to sedate her when she was calm. She had not been without it for a long time and it seemed that the entire staff was on edge because of it. Sedation had been their way of controlling her and Alexander was taking that away from them. The doctor signaled to the nurse to follow him outside and leave Alexander alone with 839 once more. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 20-Oct-22 10:53 PM
Alexander looked at 839 and nodded quickly at what she was saying, wanting her to feel like she was being paid attention to, but he needed to keep his main attention on the staff. Closing his eyes and furrowing his brows at the stability comment, Alexander nodded slowly as he saw some sense in what the doctor was saying. It partially felt like a major copout, but he knew that if she was too disruptive, there was nothing a therapist could do for her. He hated the reality of the situation, especially as he was being forced to agree with the same staff that treated her like shit. Nodding slowly, he spoke up as they turned to leave, “Thank you. If we have restraints that won’t cut her like this, could you get them for me? This isn’t humane, that’s my big thing doctor. She is a person.” Seeing the doctor roll his eyes before nodding, he shut the door and instructed one of the nurses to go and get more comfortable restraints. Turning his attention to 839, he shushed her softly, his hands moving to take the handcuffs off her before pushing her gently back on the bed. Sitting down next to her, he moved in such a way that he was between her and whatever she was seeing under the bed. He knew how powerful the mind could be and how destructive that power was, so he tried to present himself as a barrier. Looking at her wrist, he pulled at the bottom of his own scrubs before getting a handful of fabric that he could do to wipe some of the blood from her wrist. Shifting his view up to her eyes, he spoke in a low voice, “I know you’re scared, but no one is going to hurt you again...Mia.” He said her name slowly, as if trying to test if it was a name she recognized or if it would trigger something. He was confident in his ability to protect himself, but that didn’t mean he wanted to make it an easy task for her to hurt him. Therefore, he did not release her hand that was handcuffed from his grasp, leaving only her other hand and her legs to contend with. Resting his availabl
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e hand on his thigh, he patted it slowly before adding in a low voice, “Whoever it is, they can’t hurt you anymore. You are going to be safe.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 20-Oct-22 11:12 PM
She was still so focused on what her mind had fabricated for her that she barely even noticed being uncuffed of the doctor leaving. She didn’t register what was said between them. It was only when he started to move her away from the floor and into the bed that she looked up at him again. As he put himself between her and what she had been focused on she suddenly moved closer to him, using him as the shield that he was offered. She buried her face into his chest as she sobbed slightly. Being removed from the situation, from the place that had been causing her fear was starting to bring her down from it. She felt him pad his scrubs against her wrist, but she just let him do what he wanted. The wounds were not to bad, mostly abrasions from how much she had been pulling. The would scab over soon enough and would not need any more attention then that. “I know you’re scared, but no one is going to hurt you.. Mia.” The mention of her name made her freeze, like a deer caught in headlights. Her eyes wide against his chest and her body tensing up. Her body starting to shiver once more as she suddenly pulled herself away from him. He still had a hold of her wrist, but she shuffled herself as far away from him as she got with him still holding her. “No..” her voice so soft. The type of fear in her so much different then what hehad seen from her so far. Less frantic, more forgiving. Like she had already accepted that she could not fight what was about to happen. She pulled her knees close against her, her free arm pulled around them as she seemed to be protecting the most intimate parts of her body. Rocking back and forth softly as she stayed at the very end of his reach from her wrist. “Be a good girl.. it won’t hurt.. good girl.. don’t fight.. good girl..” she mumbled softly to herself, repeating the words that had been spoken to her so many times, a soft mantra that had slowly became the thing that pulled her through it. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 23-Oct-22 12:49 AM
Feeling 839 shift closer to him as she saw him blocking the monster or whatever scepter there was that she was trying to get away from Alexander nodded and hummed softly, trying to soothe her and keep her calmed down. He was surprised to feel her head lower into his chest and he brought his spare hand up to gently set it on her upper back. Hugging her gently, he could not help but be reminded of some of the children he had seen in Iraq that would come up to get candy or just wanted hugs from the Marines as they walked through the towns. There was one neighborhood that had a trio of young boys that would run up to the Humvee every time it came down the road. They would slow down and toss chocolate bars and other candy to the boys, before getting out and playing a game of pick-up soccer with them. They might even go back with the boys to see their families, a fun adventure that allowed cultures to mix as the parents welcomed the Marines kindly into their homes. Meals and drinks were shared as the family expressed their happiness that the Marines were there. It even became so normal that one of the fathers tried to offer his son as a chai boy, but the Marines kindly refused the offer and let the boy stay safe with the family. The happiness came to an end, however, when a car bomb was parked at the edge of the alley that the boys came up to greet the Marines. When the convoy paused, and the Marines disembarked to greet the boys, the bomber triggered the explosives. The boys and five Marines were killed in the explosion and the bomber was able to get away in the confusion. Blinking tears out of his eyes, Alexander squeezed the patient in the hug before stating her name as he thought of the boys that he wasn’t able to protect. Feeling her body freeze as her eyes widened in fear, Alexander’s brows furrowed in confusion as he glanced towards the door to see if that was the fear. No, there was no one at the door. Looking back to her, he realized quickly that her eyes a
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nd fear were locked onto him as the source. Shaking his head slowly as he opened his mouth to speak, he didn’t know what to say and could do nothing but watch as she scurried away from him, going as far as his gentle grip on her wrist would allow her. Hearing her soft rejection of whatever she saw coming from him, Alexander watched her curl up around her legs, trying to create a shield or blockade between the two of them. Releasing her wrist gently so that she could use that to shield herself as well, he brought his hands back and spoke in a soft tone, “I’m not going to hurt you, but what do you think I’m going to do to you 839? What happens to you when someone says that name?” Listening to her words gave him his answer. Alexander nodded slowly as he felt his brows furrowing with a wave of anger that washed over him. He had already seen the photos and the proof they provided, but this reaction spoke volumes. A woman with a broken mind had become so used to the routine of her sexual assault that she had a plan and a saying that would seem to calm her or get her more compliant. A mentally deranged woman who couldn’t understand other scheduling or eating habits was able to develop a routine for her assault. Putting his hands on his thighs, he spoke in a gentle voice, “I’m not going to hurt you 839, and neither is anyone else.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 23-Oct-22 01:07 AM
She quickly pulled her hand back when he released her and put it around herself as well. She made herself into the smallest little ball that she could as she kept repeating her little mantra underneath her breath, rocking her body slowly. One eye watching him to see if he was coming closer to her. As he was not she did stay on her space on that bed, though she never uncurled herself. “I’m not going to hurt you, but what do you think I’m going to do to you 839? What happens to you when someone says that name?” Suddenly the shaking stopped and the tight grip that she had held on herself loosened up. Her eyes suddenly sharp, the fear seeming subsided. That grin that h had seen on her before coming back to her face. “You already know, don’t you?” She said to him, her voice so much more steady and less child like as it usually was. “What they do to us?” The grin lightened up a bit as it seemed that even this personality had a distaste for what had been happening in the hospital. “They force themselves on her, their medication keeping us calm.. I can’t protect her…” There was almost remorse in her voice as she spoke, like a big sister who was failing to protect her much smaller frail sister. “I’m not going to hurt you 839, and neither is anyone else.” It triggered another shift in her, one that was much faster then the previous one had been. Without warning she suddenly flung herself at him. They tumbled off the bed together as she had caught him in surprise. She landed on top of him, small fists pounding at his chest. She was stronger then she seemed in that moment, fueled by her rage. “You lie! YOU ALL LIE! It does hurt! It always hurts!!” She shouted at him at the top of her lungs as tears were running down her face. “You lie, you lie, YOU LIE!” The alarm that was triggered by sound in her room once more starting to ring. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 23-Oct-22 03:07 AM
Narrowing his eyes slightly when he saw the woman’s features shifting to being more serious, Alexander nodded slightly when his suspicions of who the personality he was about to see came true. He was certain this might be closest to the real Mia, the oldest personality that, while hurting, had survived without needing to be sheltered too far. Nodding slowly at her questions, he kept his words to himself as he wanted to see what she might say to him if he didn’t interrupt her or prompt her to drop the personality. Hearing her confirm what the doctors did to her, Alexander shifted slightly to get more comfortable before speaking in a soft voice, “I want to help, but I need your help first. Who all done it to her? If you tell me, I can help you protect her.” After saying that, he waited a moment before telling her that no one was going to hurt her. He had been expecting the more mature personality to stay a little longer, so when she dropped back to her hysterical personality, he was not ready. Falling backwards with her on top of him, Alexander raised his left hand to guard his face from any errant punches before rolling over with his right arm. Causing her to fall off of him, Alexander lowered his defensive stance and went on the offensive. Wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, he lowered her to the ground and grabbed her right arm above the elbow. Shifting to place his left knee on her lower back, he moved his left hand and grabbed her left arm in the same place. Grunting as he moved and tried not to hurt her, he cursed under his breath, “God Dammit 839, now you’ve gone and fucking done it. You proved them right, and now I have no feet to stand on. You aren’t controllable.” Pulling his knee off of her, he brought her arms back slightly to resemble the position he would put a criminal in to arrest them. Holding her wrists together with his left hand when the door opened, he shook his head and said nothing as one of the nurses came in with a sedative s
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yringe. The syringe was stuck in one of her butt cheeks to avoid pain but to speed up delivery and to get it into her bloodstream faster. As he felt her relaxing with the sedative, he released his hold and grabbed her underneath her arms to pick her up slowly. Shifting her back to her bed, he set her down on the side and put the leather wrist restraints on her right wrists. Attaching the restraint to a chain on the wall, it gave her the freedom of movement to use her bed but kept her from getting to the door. Walking to the door with the nurses, he shook his head as the doctor opened his mouth to speak, his own voice coming gruffly as he said, “Please...just don’t. I know I’m new, I don’t know the patients or their habits. Just...let’s go to the next room.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 23-Oct-22 04:00 AM
She would fight him the whole time. Even as he started to get her under control. He was after all much stronger then her. But she tried her hardest against him. Enough to hurt herself and cause his knee to end up bruising her back. Only when the sedation was put into her did she calm down again. Slumping over against him. Her head swimming almost instantly, her anger forgotten. She registered the face of the person who was in there with them, the nurse who had administered the sedation. She knew him.. she knew him well. Tell him. A voice in her head spoke and as he laid her down on her bed she would rise a shaky hand and point to the nurse. "Him.." she said in a hushed whisper as if she was telling him a secret before she felt herself slip away into a sleep. ‐-------‐------- The rest of the day was mostly uneventful. 839 had slept most of its getting rid of the sedation. Once she woke up she seemed in a more chipper mood somehow. She was singing to herself, balancing on one foot in her cel and had left her pillow alone this time. It was how her world went. One day she was unpredictable and irritable. The next she sweet and happy. The doctors did not come to an agreement if the happy side of her yet a different personality, but it seemed that the entire staff seemed to relax once it came. But for 839 it was for a different reason this time. She had told someone. For the first time she had said something about what was happening out loud. It had been in a simple word, perhaps. A part of her starting to realize that she had perhaps someone around that she could trust, even if just a tiny bit. So when it was once more time for her meal, she was secretly hoping that he would be the one to bring it to her again. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 24-Oct-22 02:54 PM
Alexander was not happy with 839’s outburst, but he did catch onto her pointing at the nurse and stating the one word. It took a second to understand and he pondered it as they walked to the next room, but he remembered what he had asked her to do. Narrowing his eyes as he watched the nurse walk into the next room with an older woman that was sitting in her bed with her pillow clutched to her, Alexander watched for a minute as the man worked to calm her down. When they left and the nurse stated he needed to go and grab some more meds, Alexander offered to help the man and left the doctor and other nurses. Following the man towards the in-house pharmacy, he returned the man’s smile as he followed him. As they walked down a hallway that led towards it, Alexander glanced around and saw there was no one near them. Surging forward into action, he grabbed the back of the man’s neck with his right hand while his left grabbed the man’s left wrist and brought his hand up behind his back. Turning the man and slamming him into the wall, Alexander held him in position with his arm drawn up at a painful angle. Leaning his weight into the man to make the hold more uncomfortable, Alexander growled into the man’s ear in an angry tone, “Not a fucking word, do you hear me? You scream and I’ll break your arm.” Feeling the man nod before a muffled whimper escaped his mouth, Alexander pressed his face into the wall to force him to turn his head slightly. Continuing to speak in a low and angry tone, Alexander squeezed the man’s neck painfully, “If I hear you touched her again, I’ll fucking kill you myself. I’m not going anywhere; no one is touching 839. Administer the medicine as I allow you, but if I’m not there, you stay out.” Stepping back and bringing up his right knee into the man’s side in a painful blow, Alexander turned and threw the nurse to the ground quickly. Standing over him, Alexander pointed down at him and narrowed his eyes, a clear message to the other man that Ale
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xander was not messing around. Shaking his head, Alexander turned and started to walk away. Stopping a step later, he looked over his shoulder and spoke before continuing down the hall, “If you tell anyone about this or try to get me fired, I’ll kill you.”
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Later in the day, lunchtime for staff was ending and it was time for the patients. Finishing his chicken salad sandwich, Alexander walked into the cafeteria and requested 839’s food. Getting a tray with a scoop of spaghetti, a scoop of corn kernels, a piece of garlic bread, and a glass of grape juice, Alexander nodded his thanks to the man behind the counter before walking to her room. Looking through the window as he arrived and saw 839 in what appeared to be a good mood, Alexander unlocked the door and stepped inside with a smile and kind words, “Lunch is served. How are you feeling 839?” @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 24-Oct-22 09:15 PM
839 had taken a seat on the floor close to her bed. Her legs crossed over each other. She had gathered all the feathers from the floor that she had been able to reach with her chains and made them into a small mountain. She had been picking them up and carefully brushing the hairs back in place before placing them down. She let the small fluff at the bottom of them brush over her cheek and hands. She was just in a happy mood, playing with anything that she could find and this time it was the feathers. As the door opened she just looked up from the floor this time. She didn’t rush the door, she didn’t yell, she didn’t flinch. Just looked up at it with a curious look. When she saw Alexander she could not help the smile that went on her face, one that she quickly hid away by pressing her lips tighter together. She stayed on the floor and waited for him to come to her. “Good..” she said, though still holding back a little bit. Once he did, she looked down at the food and if he offered it to her she would take it and take her first bite of spaghetti. As she chewed at her food she would look up at him from time to time and down again. She wanted to say something to him, but she was not sure how she should say it to him. Eventually, once she did finish that first bit she managed to say it out loud. “I am sorry..” she said then and quickly popped another bite in her mouth as if it would shield her from hearing his answer. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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Alexander Stevenson BOT 01-Nov-22 02:14 AM
Walking in and seeing the smile on 839’s face as she looked up at him nearly melted his heart. Alexander loved the raw joy that her gaze held, captivated within it, a moment of innocence with no real worry for what the day could bring her. Just as quickly as it had come, it was gone, and Alexander had to settle with the calm and compliant patient. Returning her smile as he looked around and saw the collected feathers, he could see the definite edge of her reach, evidenced by the line of feathers that were just outside of her reach. Stepping carefully as he approached in order to not disturb her or the crisp line of feathers, Alexander knelt down in front of her and offered her the food as he spoke, “I am very glad to hear that 839. Thank you for picking up the feathers, this will make it easier to dispose of them.” Setting the food down slowly and shifting backwards so that he was resting his rear on his right heel, Alexander kept his left knee raised with his arms crossed over them casually. He was not about to be put on his back by this little patient again, so he had his feet planted so that he could push and react as needed. Watching her eat slowly, he looked at her wrist and tried his best to see if there were any abrasions or other signs of discomfort from the thicker handcuffs. Watching her looking up from the food to look at him every now and then, Alexander smiled slightly to try to encourage her to go ahead and say whatever it was that was bothering her. The smile faltered for a moment as she apologized, his eyes narrowing as he realized this meant that she remembered what she had done the day before and knew it was not appropriate. The way she was acting now was in no way resemblant to the girl that had jumped on him and hit him. Was she able to remember things across personalities, or did she just have mood swings of that magnitude? .
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Smiling and shaking his head, Alexander spoke in a soft voice, “You’re okay, 839. I’m not upset. You were scared yesterday, and I know how that can be. But don’t worry, he won’t be hurting you again. I will keep you safe.” Shifting to a crouch, Alexander walked over to the pile of feathers and set his hand on top of them before speaking with a smile, “What do you say I get these out of here? You did such a great job of picking them up for me, I hate to move them. But I need to get them out of here.” Looking down at the feathers and seeing how they had each been reshaped and corrected, he glanced back up at her and then around the room. She had done this to be helpful, but it had also been a stimulating exercise in an otherwise stimulation starved environment. Chuckling softly, he looked at her and nodded as he made the silent decision to get her something that could entertain her in this white prison. @♥Nakiss and tell♥
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Patient 839, Mia Ainsley BOT 01-Nov-22 03:31 AM
As he spoke of disposing the feathers he could almost see a bit of disappointment in her face. It had been one of the first things in a long time that she had been able to play with. Something she could actually hold in her hands and look at, feel it brush against her hand and then stack them in the neat pile that she had made. Yet she was not going to ask him to let it stay there. She had learned what happened when she asked for favors and more often then not it was simply not worth it for her. So instead she just focused back on her food, carefully putting the plastic fork into the spaghetti each time before she placed it in her mouth. He was right in his assumption that she could sometimes remember things that happened across her personalities, but this was not always the case. They were there to protect her and keep her safe. Most of the times that meant that she did block out the things that happened to her during those switches. But at the same time she sometimes was able to watch from somewhere deep inside her and if she wasn't, her personalities sometimes let her in of the secrets of what she was missing. Hitting Alexander had been something that she did remember and she regretted it. He had simply scared her. At the mention of him she looked up at him with a bit of confusion, yet for the first time since he had entered she actually kept eye contact with him. For a while she just stared before her lips trembled and pressed together. She then just simply nodded as she kept the tears at bay that were so close to spilling over her cheeks before looking down again and focussing on her corn next. She watched him as he went to the pile and put his hand on top of it. It made the feathers shift and it was almost enough to make her want to put them back in the neat pile that she had made. She didn't want them to be taken away, yet she nodded to him the same. She knew that she had little control over what he did and did not do and she was still afraid to anger
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him. So she kept eating her food as he gathered those feathers and put them in a bag so they could be taken from her room. "Can I..." she then spoke before she made an attempt to get up to her feet. Almost instantly she decided that she should stay on the floor where she was and let herself fall back down. "Can I keep one?" she asked him, her blue eyes coming up to meet his. They were bigger this time, the sedation not having quite as much hold on her, wide and open. "I will hide it.. they won't know.." She said as if she didn't want to get him in trouble for not cleaning up properly. @🖤 Tie the Knot 🖤
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