Post by Alec M'Crae on Jan 20, 2013 22:29:47 GMT -5
Alec escaped from the mental institute again, and at the worst time too.he was given a heavy dose of medication for his schizophrenia and it was suppose to make him sleepy and uneasy. Bloo wasn't there to help him escape, but he found a way on his own. The boy stumbled around town, helplessly being shoved around by pedestrians who didn't care for the boy at all. Alec ended up shoved to the glass wall of a bakery and he slid down, covering his face in his knees, for he was terrified to move. But the meds at this point were really kicking in and he ended up dozing off. People started to pile in the pathway more and someone dumped into Alec, making him fall over, but he didn't hit the ground. Instead he landed in someone's arms. Still very tired out still awake, he moved his head to see the person who saved him from a mild concussion, but his eyes were to blurry to get a clear sight.
FULL NAME|| ALEC DRAKE M'CRAE
AGE|| 17
SPECIES|| HUMAN
SCIZOPHANIC || CHILDISH || NON-VERBAL || HE'S LIKE A TOTAL SWEETHEART. <3
Post by October Cursay on Jan 20, 2013 22:39:18 GMT -5
October walked cautiously, her head down causing her pale hair to fall in her face. Her arms ached like someone had poured kerosene on them and lit them on fire with a blowtorch. Her face was stiff as she walked down the street, people smashing into her and making her squeak out in pain. The girl had tears streaking down her red cheeks, the wind whipping against her parchment skin and giving her a red mark on her cheeks. She gave a sniffle as she stumbled forward, causing someone in front of her to stumbled a bit. They turned around and yelled at her with words she didn't comprehend. October looked ahead and saw someone she was positive she wouldn't see. Someone stumbled forward, knocking into him and she rushed forward just as he too started to fall over. "Ahl." She mouthed, wrapping her arms underneath his and holding him up, even though her arms screamed at her in agony. She whimpered beneath his weight, holding him barely with her own strength. She sunk to her knees, still hugging him close. " Ahl." She repeated with a sore voice.
Post by Alec M'Crae on Jan 21, 2013 19:56:16 GMT -5
It took a moment to realize who was holding him, and even though he was really tired, the voice brought back memories. It was October! The boy forced his eyes to focus and he smiled a little, getting up and hugging her back. Alec's grip was weak from his severe fatigue but he did his best, for it would be rude to weakly hug a friend. His friend looked in pain, and he helped her to sit down on the concrete with him. Alec looked at her with a worried expression, silently asking what was wrong.
FULL NAME|| ALEC DRAKE M'CRAE
AGE|| 17
SPECIES|| HUMAN
SCIZOPHANIC || CHILDISH || NON-VERBAL || HE'S LIKE A TOTAL SWEETHEART. <3
Post by October Cursay on Jan 26, 2013 23:34:33 GMT -5
She smiled back, sitting down beside him with her arms still wrapped around him, like he might disappear if she let go. October propped up her knees and leaned on them, watching and reading Alec's worried expression. She frowned slightly, looking at her sleeves shyly before rolling the white fabric up. Small cuts crisscrossed her arms, the blood was dry and clean now, but they still hurt when she moved around. October had received the from the 'bad people', taking her into the metal room and drugging her. That was when they had done what they did. By we're the same people who put the metal tracker on her ankle. She smiled faintly, her own eyes unfocusing and looking back to Alec as if to ask what had happened to him. They were odd friends for sure, neither could speak and they lived quite far from one another. Odd indeed, two people of a feather, flock together
Post by Alec M'Crae on Jan 26, 2013 23:37:39 GMT -5
Alec looked her arms, almost wanting to cry. He was discussed at what they did to his best friend, and his anger was faintly shown in his eyes. For his explanation to what was wrong with him, all he could so was run his eyes and yawn. Along with that would be his weak hugs and slow movement. Alec could fall asleep at any moment now, but he didn't want to be cold. Alec hugged October tight, doing his best to keep each other warm until someone found them, preferably someone who worked with Alec and not someone who em would end up experimenting on him. The wind blew hard, giving Alec shivers and he started to grow more afraid as less and less people walked on the streets.
FULL NAME|| ALEC DRAKE M'CRAE
AGE|| 17
SPECIES|| HUMAN
SCIZOPHANIC || CHILDISH || NON-VERBAL || HE'S LIKE A TOTAL SWEETHEART. <3
Post by October Cursay on Jan 26, 2013 23:41:43 GMT -5
She looked down, slightly ashamed as she saw anger flash in his eyes. Sh e took comfort as he wrapped his arms back around her and she followed up, doing the same. The nights would be getting colder, they'd have to go somewhere else if they intended on staying outside. The people walking by on the streets dwindled to only a few stragglers; those who worked late or drunkards. She eventually looked up at him, he looked tired, more than she was. She wished she coudl do more than just keep one another warm, but alas, she was pretty useless. Or so she thought so.
Post by Alec M'Crae on Jan 26, 2013 23:48:50 GMT -5
The night went on and Alec's eyes were pretty much closed. He was no longer able to keep his eyes open any longer and fell asleep as his eyelids grew heavier. At the same time, he still kept a hold on October, his head resting on her shoulder. Alec's cheeks were a rosy red from the cold and his breath turned into fog ad it quickly vanished in the winter air. So far, no one was here to take them to safety and Alec's clothing wasn't the best to keep him warm. He actually felt a little numb and shivered a little.
FULL NAME|| ALEC DRAKE M'CRAE
AGE|| 17
SPECIES|| HUMAN
SCIZOPHANIC || CHILDISH || NON-VERBAL || HE'S LIKE A TOTAL SWEETHEART. <3
Post by October Cursay on Jan 26, 2013 23:54:25 GMT -5
October felt contempt at that point, just sitting around and waiting. She was also aware of his own little activities upon her shoulder, it was cute, like the little kids she'd seen walking around sometimes. And there was also the matter of the cold, too much longer and they'd get sick or something. Using what little muscle she had, she scooted them forward off the wall, careful as to not wake her friend. She scooted up onto the black pavement. It was fairly warm considering all the cars that drove on it. It was well inot the night as well, so the danger of being run over was well behind them. October just wanted the best for both of them.
Post by Alec M'Crae on Jan 27, 2013 0:48:05 GMT -5
Cars did drive my, however no one hit them, thankfully. Alec was still sound asleep and unable to react. Suddenly, a larger can pulled up in front of them. It wasn't a car from the mental institute for sure, but the person that walked out of it took a good look at the two. They didn't speak and the darkness shaded their identity. This person saw October's eyes looking at at theirs, and they held out their hand, asking if she trusted the person. Maybe the two could get shelter for the night, but this person could be up to no good either. Alec slept silently bed to October, unaware of what's going on.
FULL NAME|| ALEC DRAKE M'CRAE
AGE|| 17
SPECIES|| HUMAN
SCIZOPHANIC || CHILDISH || NON-VERBAL || HE'S LIKE A TOTAL SWEETHEART. <3
Post by October Cursay on Jan 27, 2013 0:54:39 GMT -5
October snuggled deeply, she had almost fell asleep herself until the car rolled up. She didn't expect it to stop, nonetheless for a man to walk out. He held his hand out to her and she met his shaded watch. His hand was quite enticing, but, she was wary, as one should be when meeting a stranger. He didn't look like anyone from the station either, so maybe he was just someone willing to help them. Her blue gaze drifted to the boy on her shoulder, she wanted the best for both of them. One hand unraveled itself from around Alec and met the man's. She tilted her head, a question lighting her eyes. Who was he? and what were his intentions?
Post by Alec M'Crae on Jan 27, 2013 1:11:43 GMT -5
The person smiled softly, taking her hand and helping her off the ground. Than he picked up Alec, who was unable to wake up. He held him cradled and Alec seemed to feel confortable with it. "Go inside the car." He said kindly. His voice showed that he was young, maybe early twenties or so. "I can take you two to a shelter down the street. I work there at night." The man said. He usually wouldn't pick up people for the streets but he felt these two weren't homeless. Not to mention he's seen Alec before. The man helped Alec into the back seat, laying him down before hopping into the truck.
FULL NAME|| ALEC DRAKE M'CRAE
AGE|| 17
SPECIES|| HUMAN
SCIZOPHANIC || CHILDISH || NON-VERBAL || HE'S LIKE A TOTAL SWEETHEART. <3
Post by October Cursay on Jan 27, 2013 1:22:51 GMT -5
Luckily, October took orders well and understood English, even if she could not speak it. Of course, she hesitated as the stranger picked up Alec and placed him in the car as well. She followed after, sitting comfortably inside and waiting. She was a bit anxious, both about Alec's inability to wake up and also the fact that they were going to a 'shelter'. She'd seen these facilities, where unfortunate people went, it made her sad to see people like that. She scooted closer to her sleepy companion, taking great reassurance in his presence alone.
Post by Alec M'Crae on Jan 27, 2013 17:38:01 GMT -5
A few minutes later the truck pulled to the front of the shelter, and he looked behind to see the sleeping Alec. "I can carry him inside, but him not so sure you two can stay together tonight. It's split by men and women." The man walked out the truck and helped Alec onto his back and took October's hand to lead her inside. "It's nice and warm inside, and they make great food with all our volunteer chefs. I can call the mental institute tonight so they can pick you up tomorrow." The ma was clearly very friendly and caring, and couldn't bare to see people like them so helpless. He buzzed the doorbell and they let him in, still holding onto both of them.
FULL NAME|| ALEC DRAKE M'CRAE
AGE|| 17
SPECIES|| HUMAN
SCIZOPHANIC || CHILDISH || NON-VERBAL || HE'S LIKE A TOTAL SWEETHEART. <3
Post by October Cursay on Jan 27, 2013 17:57:24 GMT -5
The news that she would have to sleep alone sort of frightened her, but it wouldn't be the first time she was alone right? Besides, it wouldn't be the same as those times in the laboratory or the station, she would be somewhere safe and warm, with actual beds. She walked in with the man and looked around the room, food wasn't really a concern for her, she sort of never got hungry. Of course, food was a necessity and all, but she just never really thought about it. But, she did catch the word institute and she remember the strange white place, and the pill... She could stand a few days without going there, the people there were unsettling and despite looking friendly, she suspected there was something more underneath all that politeness. October stood close by, not feeling the need to wander off. She wanted Alec to hurry and wake up so she could relax some more. She glanced at her arms, the aching had subsided and they no longer burned as much. She didn't want to worry anyone either. October pointed at Alec, a question lighting her eyes as she watched the stranger. She had a lot of questions, like what was his name? And why he had stopped? Or why Alec wouldn't wake up?
Post by Alec M'Crae on Jan 27, 2013 22:08:34 GMT -5
Alec slept like rock, even after being hauled into the shelter of this man's back. The poor kid would be so scared web he woke up. He'd have no idea where he was at all. The lady at the front desk took mind to that and decided on a batter idea. "What about the boy? He's going to have no idea where he is and he's in a mental institute after all... Who knows how the poor kid would react. I think it's okay if the sleep next to each other or something, it wouldn't be a big deal at all. We have a little room with two bunk beds just down the hall away from everyone one else, he should feel comfortable there." Than se looked at October.. "Is that alright with you, sweaty?" She asked with a kind smile, pointing towards the door at the end of the hall.
FULL NAME|| ALEC DRAKE M'CRAE
AGE|| 17
SPECIES|| HUMAN
SCIZOPHANIC || CHILDISH || NON-VERBAL || HE'S LIKE A TOTAL SWEETHEART. <3