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Post by nixly on May 31, 2010 6:44:19 GMT -5
Elijah Flaminick was a very troubled boy. He had a good heart, but his confused mind often got in the way. On his way to the elevator, he turned a few things in diamond, marble, glass, plastic and iron. He was playing with his baby-gun, turning the little round bullets in iron, and destroying a few plants, windows, and very quickly, on of the elevator buttons.
He wasn't thinking about it. His hands just moved. He thought about his father. How he died. He hated 'normals'. He's not a freak. They are. He's worthless. He couldn't safe his father. Or his mother. And he hurt his sisters. Why do I feel so bad? Why is this happening to me? With one big slam, he tried to remove more buttons of the elevator. His sister didn't even see him leave. She had fallen asleep for the first time in two and a half days. Who cares if he got hurt?
With tears in his eyes, he got a rage attack. He hit ever thing in the elevator, destroying buttons, removing the carpet, breaking the mirrors. Blood started to drip from his little hands, but that didn't stop him. He kept punching more and more, not noticing the elevator stop and open....
{OOOC: anyone can come jump in here. punish him, bond with him, not really a plot in mind. Just letting him vent his rage. Sorry about the elevator and the other destoryed stuff :3}
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Post by Oracle on Jun 7, 2010 0:18:06 GMT -5
Christina left the kitchen and headed towards the staircase. As she walked along the way, she noticed a few of the potted plants had their vases smashed. She wondered how that could have happened, but resolved that she was too tired to find out. She climbed the stairs and was about to head for her room when she heard loud banging noise coming from the elevator shaft. She waited and the elevator doors opened to reveal an unknown small boy nearly destroying the entire elevator. The sight completely startled Christina and she completely forgot about how tired she was.
Christina: Whoa! Hey, hey. Stop! What the hell you think you're doing?!
She ran inside the elevator and grabbed the boy's wrists to stop him from destroying anything else. Christina got on her knees to be at eye level with the boy and had the boy face her. Instantly she saw the anger that fueled him and Christina took a few deep breaths to calm herself. She never really dealt with kids before but she knew yelling at him wouldn't help calm him down. She decided to just try talking to him calmly.
Christina: What's your name?
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Post by nixly on Jun 7, 2010 13:14:53 GMT -5
Elijah cried, but he hardly noticed it. He kept punching and punching, not noticing he was bleeding, or that someone was holding his wrists. After a while, he noticed a sound that didn't came from his destruction. A voice. Someone was talking to him. He finally lifted his head up, eyes filled with tears, he looked into the eyes of a woman.
Christina: What's your name?
his name. She wanted to know his name. He started to cry even more, not knowing what to say. He bow his head, felt horrible, and lifted his head; saying, with a quaky voice: "Eliah." He felt the pain in his hands for the first time. He started to stare at his hands, that were bloody. What happened? He vaguly remembered that he was hitting on stuff... Venting his anger, his emotions out of his body...
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Post by Oracle on Jun 7, 2010 14:29:25 GMT -5
Christina was relieved to see that the boy, now Elijah, had stopped tearing the room apart. But now he had begun to cry and Christina began to really feel awkward in the situation. But she saw the boy look at his hands and followed his gaze. Christina felt the boy's blood on her own hands before she turned his hands over to see it. Regardless if that was indeed the reason he was crying, he needed help.
Christina: Ok, Elijah. My name is Christina. Now why don't you come me so we can go take care of these hands, ok?
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Post by nixly on Jun 9, 2010 10:16:40 GMT -5
Elijah looked up again. The lady seemed to help him. She had sky-blue eyes, and seemed nice. Still didn't explain why she was helping him. So he nodded, and the tears seemed to stop.
Never less, he followed her. He had no idea where she was taking him. She said she would take care of his hands. He didn't notice a lot from the rooms around him at first. They where walking, and she seemed to know where to go. Unlike him. He knew he was going the wrong direction if he wanted to return to his sisters and brother.
After looking to his hands, he looked at the surroundings. They were no longer in the eara where he had made a mess, so it was nice to look to the plants and walls.
He was so looking to all sorts of stuff along the way, he didn't even notice her stopping, and ran into her, causing blood-red stripes on her clothes. Startled, he said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." while the tears where returning to his eyes.
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Post by Oracle on Jun 9, 2010 14:29:52 GMT -5
Christina lead Elijah down the hallway towards the bathroom. They kept some bandages there in case of accidents, and Christina thought of taking him down to the med-lab might scare him even more. Plus the elevator might not be in proper working condition. When she came to the bathroom, she knocked first to make sure it was empty. That was when Elijah bumped into her. She looked behind her and glimpsed at her blood-stained back of her T-shirt. When he looked like he was about to cry again, she turned around to face him again.
Christina: Hey, don't worry about it. It's no big deal. It's just an old T-shirt.
Christina didn't hear anyone respond to her knocks so she opened the door and turned on the lights. Then she held the door open for him.
{OOC: Follow-up in Bathroom}
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