Okay, all the big, bad wolves get to talk here!

[the room smells very sterile. Like 409. There are patient beds.

You feel weak.]

Good job on making it through the day. I'll need to know who you want to get rid of.

By the way, I'm Jones.

[You are in a fairly plain room with several doors leading off. Only one is unlocked - it has beds for you to sleep in. There's some reading material, a TV with cable, and otherwise not much else ( Read more... )

Please, help yourself to a seat, and a drink. Miss Bellcourt will not be attending personally, but I imagine I can take messages to her on your behalf.

That said, you would be the . . . "wolves."

[Elli is sitting by her window, rocking back and forth, arms wrapped around her legs]

[it's dark. you may be eaten by a grue]

[there is the sound of a piano. the air feels dim and heavy . . .]

[Luka is sitting on a small couch, swaying back and forth and listening as Christian plays]

Hi. Looks like . . . you're out.

((OOC: Summary up to and including 12/04))

[you are in a small, neat bedroom on a high floor; obviously a girl's, though the decor is mostly in black and white]

[both twins are sitting on the one double bed, pressed close. the air smells like lavender and copper, but the window is open]