Apr. 27th, 2006

It was one in the morning, and Peter was working by candlelight. He'd skipped dinner in his haste to finish this. Liz could yell at him later. Too much. Too little time. Must read more. Must get it all down before....

Number Four )
It was one in the morning, and Peter was working by candlelight. He'd skipped dinner in his haste to finish this. Liz could yell at him later. Too much. Too little time. Must read more. Must get it all down before....

Number Four )
To try and distract herself from thinking anything, Jude hadn’t gone home after school. She’d called a taxi and headed straight into the city- New Bond Street to be exact- to shop. It was the must distracting thing she could think of. After browsing Miu Miu for a while and ignoring the snooty looking woman behind the counter, she crossed the street and ended up in D & G poking at jeans.

It was there that she turned around and came face to face with her mother )
To try and distract herself from thinking anything, Jude hadn’t gone home after school. She’d called a taxi and headed straight into the city- New Bond Street to be exact- to shop. It was the must distracting thing she could think of. After browsing Miu Miu for a while and ignoring the snooty looking woman behind the counter, she crossed the street and ended up in D & G poking at jeans.

It was there that she turned around and came face to face with her mother )
They'd taken her clothes away until she agreed to play nice with the younger girls, no more threatening to stab them with pencil leads while they were writing their little letters. She'd only been playing, but they took everything way too seriously here. So until she could wrap one of the junior nurses back round her little finger, she'd be sporting this stylish whist sack of a gown.

It had been a pretty bland kind of week, until the news reached her that there was a new girl, somewhere near her age, somewhere down the hall. Attempted suicide but in denial about it and something unspecific about Gods. Interesting. Josephine turned over ideas of the girl for a couple of days, biding her time and listening to what (the disgustingly smitten) Damien had to say about her, but after a week she was just too bored to stay in her room.

She wandered down the hall at three one afternoon, ignoring the children littering the place, till she found the new girl's door. Folding her bare arms under her breasts, she leaned against the doorframe and smiled. "Hello Renee."

Circling )
They'd taken her clothes away until she agreed to play nice with the younger girls, no more threatening to stab them with pencil leads while they were writing their little letters. She'd only been playing, but they took everything way too seriously here. So until she could wrap one of the junior nurses back round her little finger, she'd be sporting this stylish whist sack of a gown.

It had been a pretty bland kind of week, until the news reached her that there was a new girl, somewhere near her age, somewhere down the hall. Attempted suicide but in denial about it and something unspecific about Gods. Interesting. Josephine turned over ideas of the girl for a couple of days, biding her time and listening to what (the disgustingly smitten) Damien had to say about her, but after a week she was just too bored to stay in her room.

She wandered down the hall at three one afternoon, ignoring the children littering the place, till she found the new girl's door. Folding her bare arms under her breasts, she leaned against the doorframe and smiled. "Hello Renee."

Circling )
Renee looked up as the door swung open behind her. As expected, it was Doctor Rheinegold entering her room. His eyes immediately leapt upon the red pentacle on the wall above her.

"What's the meaning of that, Renee?" he asked. It wasn't confrontational; if anything, his tone was merely curious.

meaning )
Renee looked up as the door swung open behind her. As expected, it was Doctor Rheinegold entering her room. His eyes immediately leapt upon the red pentacle on the wall above her.

"What's the meaning of that, Renee?" he asked. It wasn't confrontational; if anything, his tone was merely curious.

meaning )

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