Alix

She shrug and sit on the ground near him ''I am new in town so i have more free time that i know what to do with it and honestly what better way to spend time then helping out and meeting new people.''

Altair was late, and it was on his first day at that. His tardiness probably wouldn't leave the best impression, but Altair had decided to set those thoughts aside for some nice, delicious, absolutely wonder boston creme donuts filled with delight and... Aah, even in his thoughts, Altair was getting off track.

Even if what Altair enjoyed the most was hot, flaming spicy food, a little sweetness here and there (or just everywhere) was nothing but enjoyable. I mean, why place a donut shop right next to the facility... So alluring... Maybe just one more donut... No! I really need to get going... Just one mo- NO!

Hunger would often send Altair into arguments with himself. If his friends hadn't bailed on him, he would be arguing with them and wondering about their assigned patients but nope- Aah well.

In the end, Altair did enjoy helping people, and so he supposed it didn't end up too badly.

Altair glanced back down at the slim sheet of paper in his hands, neat, flawless handwriting printed onto an index card, perfectly fit to slide into Altair's pockets. The CEO's signature, even though it wasn't in print and was actually kind of messy, only contributed to the perfection in one, tiny slip of paper.

To be honest, it kind of intimidated Altair. But then again, it had pulled him out of Geometry with Mr. Viktor and so... It had to be a good thing after all.

Thea West, or 'Skitsy' as she preferred like bandaids, people, and talking, which fit Altair just about perfectly. Except for the bandaids. That was just kind of random. She was afraid of the dark and 'The Butterflies', apparently some type of euphoria or something.

Well, as long as Altair was never in the dark and always with Thea- Sorry, Skitsy, he saw little issues... Well, major ones anywho. Wait, that didn't make sense.

Soon enough, Altair found himself at the front desk where a fairly pretty lady was typing away furiously, fingers moving and keys clicking incredibly fast.

He approached smiling, and in a polite tone, asked "Would you happen to know where Thea West is?"

NPC~

The lady took a moment to finish typing, before she met him with a warm smile.
" Oh, Thea? She's in room 141. Make sure you sign in, and you should be good to go! " She smiled, taking a sip of her coffee. She then slid over a clipboard, with various names and times, along with a pen. For how nice she was being, she seemed incredibly tired. She quickly went back to typing, and cameras of each room could be seen to her right.

Everett~

" Where are you from? " He asked, pulling his feet up onto the ledge as he stared out the window. Once again, he felt like this was a prison. The bars on the window only made it seem even more like one...
Only getting to stare out of this same window, with the same view, in the same room, was really suffocating. He'd give anything to see his old friends again, and his father hadn't visited him yesterday, or today.

Brac spoke to the desk person, and she pointed in the direction of the infermary(?). He headed in the direction. He put his hands into his pockets, slightly nervous.

Alix

'' Otera city, if i had to describe it i would say gray and boring.'' She look around the room for a bit, how long did Everett was stuck in here, this coudn't be good for him to be in between four walls with that chimical smell. She wasn't sure if she was allowed to bring him outside but maby she could bring somthing inside, like a plant or a small goldfish, somthing that is low maintenance with little to no way to harm him but would make him feel less alone.

Thea/Skitsy sat in the corner of her room twiddling with her bracelet.She appeared to be having a conversation with someone.She'd ask them questions like."Do you like the blue one or the green on better?" or "I wonder when they'll bring food.Ahat time do you think it'll be?".She knew that had cameras in here,she looked up to one and waved laughing a bit.

Altair nodded, and hastily signed his name on the clipboard before handing it back to the woman and leaving with another call of "Thank you!"

The cameras were interesting. Did the patients know they were there? Did the patients care? Were they even checked?

But then again...

Altair didn't really care.

He continued on his way, moseying along to Room 141, thinking about ways to approach Th- Sorry, Skitsy. What story would he tell, how would he tell it? Would it be happy and joyous, or dark and depressing? Skitsy would probably like the first one more, Altair decided.

Once he arrived at the door, he was struck by a sudden wave of nerves. He could hear a soft, muffled voice murmuring words through the door, questions, aimed at nobody in particular. Altair gulped down a needed breath of air, and summoning all his courage, Altair stepped forward and did one thing.

He knocked.

Like any polite kid should

Everett~

Everett nodded in response, as he kept staring out the window.
" Sounds a lot like here. I've only been here a week, or at least I think I've only been here a week. Time is kinda hard to tell when you're in the same room all day. "
As a matter of fact, he had been there for two months, but he didn't really realize that. The chemical smell hasn't really bothered him anymore, with all the tests they did here. The needles sure did hurt...
" What's your family like? " He decided on a more sensitive topic, after all, he should at least make an attpet to get to know her.

Brac went to the room and knocked on the door, waiting for an answer. He waited and when no answer came, he still waited and knocked again.