Save me from myself because I can't do it alone.

[queenscheckmate]

Characters: Kallen and Gino + possibly dorm/roommates later on.
Format: Action
This log is: Closed to all others who are not in the Pale Dorm, first floor.
Location: Room 1-B
Summary: It's the first day of round one and Kallen refuses to leave her room. NOTHING gets past Gino, sadly for Kallen.
Warnings: Hysterics, lots of yelling from Kallen, probably Not that way you pervs.

[Kallen's sitting in her room. Although she's not on her bed or in a chair, but in the far corner of the room. Strangely enough, she's sitting on her hands. If she doesn't seem them, maybe the blood will go away. She can't remember how many times she's washed her hands between today and yesterday and quite honestly, she lost count. The blood won't come off. It's not her blood, but the blood of all the people her shadow killed.]

[Has she slept? No. Has she gone to class? No. Has she eaten? No. Eating requires her hands and the blood keeps dripping off. She usually would just stay in bed but her sheets are soaked in blood.]

[Of course, she's the only one who can see it.]

Comments

[trollofthree]

Okay, okay. [hands up in surrender. Just sitting here it is, then. His head hits the wall with a quiet thud and he prepares to wait her out.]

Man...

[queenscheckmate]

What? [Eyeing cautiously]

[trollofthree]

Nothing. [ho hum, waiting for her to calm down a little.]

[queenscheckmate]

[B|]

[trollofthree]

[after a pause:] Oh, yeah. I brought you some breakfast.

[queenscheckmate]

Breakfast...? Why?

[trollofthree]

Because that kid you hang around with was worrying about you.

[waves the plate of toast under her nose]

[queenscheckmate]

Kid?

[She shifts uncomfortably. Grabbing the toast means she has to release her hands and then she'll get blood on the toast...and you see where this is going.]

I can't. Thank you though.

[trollofthree]

Short kid. Brown hair. [he rests the plate on one leg and tears off a corner of toast.

Open up, Kallen.]

I can't go back and tell him you didn't eat it, can I?

[queenscheckmate]

Kotarou? [Huh... she hadn't seen him since that... terrible ordeal. Guess he would be worried if he hadn't seen her around.]

Wh-- [She raises an eyebrow at Gino. To be honest, she's not opposed to the idea. She IS hungry.]

You sure?

[trollofthree]

Probably. [would probably help if he'd spoken to the kid rather than just remembering she liked him and using him as blackmail. Oh well.

Toast. Toast will help the crazy. Choo choo here comes the train.]

[queenscheckmate]

...

[F--fine. The things you make her do, Gino. She shifts and opens her mouth slightly.]

[trollofthree]

[and he holds the corner of toast between her teeth so she can bite down. Clearly this is the safest, most bite-free method of Kallen-feeding.

This are delicious toast you must eat it.]

[queenscheckmate]

[It's just toast but believe her, it tastes amazing right now. She won't bite you Gino, promise. She shifts again. This is so weird....]

[trollofthree]

[says the girl who's hallucinating blood everywhere. This is clearly perfectly normal, and here's some more toast.

Also, you can't talk whilst you're eating. That makes it his turn.]

So I've got a Player already. I'll introduce you later, you'd probably get on well.

[queenscheckmate]

[Hey, it wasn't like she asked for this. She eats some more. You brought drinks right? She finishes her piece of bread. WHY IS IT SO GOOD? Oh right, she hasn't eaten in almost 2 days.]

What makes you say that?

[trollofthree]

[a glass of juice might be hard if you aren't using your hands, to be honest. He holds it out in case she wants to stop being stubborn about that. Toast or juice, your call.]

It's just a feeling.

[queenscheckmate]

[She shifts and her face falls. Okay okay. Toast pls.]

If you say so.

[A bit a silence before...]

You what I find strange... you didn't say much about what happened before...

[trollofthree]

[toast it is. He's getting to be a pro at this. If you're ever tied up again he'll feed you, k.]

Before what?

[queenscheckmate]

[Good she has a friend looking for her best interest.......?]

The fight, dying...everything. you acted as if nothing happened. I mean that's how you usually are but... not even I can't stop thinking about it.

[trollofthree]

I thought about it this morning. Isn't that enough? For a dream, I mean.

[queenscheckmate]

It wasn't a dream... it wasn't.

[trollofthree]

If you say so. [well, that's the toast finished. Do you want this juice or don't you?]

It'd be kinda weird if it wasn't, though.

[queenscheckmate]

[I do but... doesn't this uncomfortable shifting tell you that I do?]

It wasn't. It was too real and everyone seems to be effected by it. Everyone remembers. I remember...

[trollofthree]

[hands, Kallen. Hands.]

Everyone remembers, sure, but no one remembers the same things, and there's no way I died three times in one day.

[while she's distracted with the talkin's he's been edging his hand closer to hers, and now he's gonna take her wrist and pull]