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What an Unpleasant Drag... [Open]

Who: Charlise/Kitty and You
What: Charlise finally wakes up from her coma in the Hospital
Where: FDC Medical
When: Sept 2 +
Warnings: Drug related issues

Charlise laughed as a group of friends splashed at her in the pool. She retaliated by sending a gust of wind that got them all drenched and they all burst into laughter enjoying a nice summer day in the Academy pool. Her full team was there, everyone having fun as a team and yet... something wasn't right.

Skarmory seemed to begin to fade away and Alex's laugh seemed to be drowned out by an overwhelming silence. Kitty looked around scared and tried asking Lash what was going on but her voice came out silent. No sound could be heard no matter how much she yelled. She quickly flew out of the pool and tried to make a grab for Lash who simply faded out and she looked around desperately. Clover gave her a thumbs up but even she started to disappear and soon after the colors and the scene did as well.

Charlise was left in a void lacking any warmth, sounds, or visuals. No matter how much she cried out, she couldn't even hear herself. This was what she deserved wasn't it? No, fuck that, this was what was taken from her... What gave it to her in the first place? Yes, those green pops that fucking furball gave her... She needed more.

Kitty snapped out of her trance as if she had been slapped and found herself in a hospital room with a bunch of crap stuck to her.

"The fuck..." she voiced out groggily before trying to stand up and quickly being gently pressed down by a nurse. "You shouldn't stand up, you're not well sweetheart." the nurse said as she looked towards the door where the doctor and a few others had come in.

"What? The fuck is this? Get off of me!" She needed to get to Warren so she could go back to that... world? Who the fuck cared what it was, she wanted back and no one was going to stop her.

Needless to say, after a lot of struggling Kitty found herself dozing off once again, only to wake up strapped down this time.

"Fuck me..." Well... they were bound to let her go soon enough right? Right....

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"So, the Kracken awakes."

Because his was the first face you wanted to see when you woke up, right Kitty? Right?

"Take it easy. You've been Out for a while."

He gave the Nurse a nod of thanks. It must suck having to pout up with unruly patients all day.

Oh gods must have a cruel sense of humor...

"Really? Fuckin' really...." Kitty sighed and was going to move some hair out of her face but remembered that she had been restrained... Oops.

"Yeah? How long? I don't remember really falling asleep..." But she did remember the really amazing dream she had... And that she wanted to go back.

She even looked around nervously in hopes that maybe there was a sweet green treat waiting for her.

"I dunno if this is the first time you've woken up since I found you, but a long damn time."

He parked his butt on the chair next to her bed and crossed his arms, looking at her grumpily.

"As for 'Really? Fuckin' really...' in my language, that's pronounced 'Gee Knuckles, thanks for finding my ass comatose in an alley, laying in an overturned dumpster, covered in trash and candy. Oh, thanks also for calling help and helping get me to hospital and all stuff. That was nice of you.'. Y'know. Because that's a pretty apt description of the other night if no-ones given you the cliff-notes yet."

Kitty's eyes widened and she looked confused for a few moments before looking away. She'd cross her arms if she could, but her bindings didn't allow her to.

"No... No one told me shit other than I need to quit the green pops..." As if that would happen.

"....."

"Thanks... I guess..."

"You're welcome, I guess." Knuckles replied, the look on his face easing up a bit.

"As for those candies... eh. I'm not your Mom and I'm not an after school special. Do what you want but at least be responsible about it. You had Lash and Clover worried, and if I hadn't've happened to spot you on the way home from work who knows what might'a happened to you in that alley. I work in a bar. I know what can happen to girls who're just drunk and unaware of what's going on around them. Anyone coulda done anything to you and you couldn'a done a damn thing about it."

"Lash and Clover were there too?" she asked, a mix between solemn and hopeful, with a hint of embarrassment and shame.

"I... see..."

She kept her gaze averted for a long time, not saying much as she looked out the far off window.

"Maybe it would have been better for you to have left me there." she finally replied bitterly.

"Yeah. Clover happened to be out and around at that time of night - another stroke of luck."

He shrugged, his gaze following hers.

"Look, I'm not big on self pity. Fact is, I didn't and I wasn't gonna. Whatever this problem is - the problem that's making you turn to these candies, I mean - you're either going to fight through it or you're going to wind up in another alley with no-one around to help you out. If that winds up happening, the people who actually give a damn are going to get hurt pretty bad. And if they aren't worth fighting for, then I dunno what to tell you."

Charlise glared in annoyance and would have liked to yell and scream at him but truthfully, she really didn't have the energy to be her usual self and even she knew that he was at least right in some of those points.

"Whatever dude..." was all she managed as she huffed, trying to keep her emotions at bay. She shouldn't even HAVE emotions, what the fuck is this.

"Yeah. Whatever." Knuckles replied with a shrug.

"So. What do they do? Those candies."

Kitty didn't answer at first, but one thing she hated more than being annoyed was silence.

"Dreams..." she said at first.

"They... I guess they just give you what you want... just... only in dreams."

"Dreams of what you want...."

Well, even he knew the draw of dreams. His dreams often gave him what he wanted. Sunny days, surrounded by nature and the Master Emerald, Goombella dressed up as Sailor Moon...

"That's nice and all, but what do you get out of dreams that you can't make a reality here?"

Charlise scoffed, "Dude, you don't even know then... This shit? This shit feels just... so real... And it's the sort of shit that WOULDN'T happen over here cause let's face it? I don't deserve any of this shit... But for once? Even if for however long I'm asleep? I... I just want to have it..."

There she went again with that self pitying stuff. He had to try hard not to roll his eyes. He was trying to help, after all, and his own philosophies wouldn't apply to everyone.

"I guess I'd have trouble enjoying that if I knew it was a dream. I can't find any satisfaction in stuff that don't last. Something's gotta be permanent for me to get excited about it, y'know?"

"Yeah, well not all of us are that lucky... I take what I can get while it's there because... Because it doesn't happen often okay!" sheesh, did she really have to spell out how sucky she's had it? At least in her eyes anyways.

"Is that something in your control, though? I mean... what in your dreams do you have that isn't obtainable in your waking life? Money? Mansions? Luxury cars?"

He laid out a few options and couldn't keep all of the scorn he felt for them out of his voice.

"Look, you wanna know something? My whole race is dead. Last one, right here - not even an endangered species. Walking relic. So, really, if anyone should be able to appreciate the idea of living in a dream where you can have anything? It's Me. But it wouldn't MEAN anything, would it? Nothing would change for anyone but me, and that change fades when my eyes open. I'd rather work toward lasting change here, in the real world. Change that other people can appreciate too."

Charlise scoffed a little, hurt. "I can get any of those things easy.... No, it's nothing that would be considered materialistic if you fucking gave a shit."

She frowned as she listened to him. True he had many reasons to be sulking just like she was, hell, it pissed her even more that he wasn't! He must have what he wants then, regardless of his past.

"You wouldn't understand... You're popular... you have people who care about you... People who are close... I just want..." no... NO NO NO NO NO.

"You know what, fuck you. I don't need to tell you shit. You wouldn't understand even if I did tell you and then you'd try to give me this bullshit psych crap that these fucking doctors keep trying to pull telling me I should change and all this fucking bullshit. IF I COULD FUCKING CHANGE MY MISERABLE EXISTENCE I FUCKING WOULD!"

And then she was crying and trying to break the bindings to no avail since she was rather weak. And she hated herself even more for it. How pathetic was she huh?

He felt bad at this point. He'd misjudged her, anbd a little harshly at that. No, she didn't have to tell him shit, but she'd let go of a little something. Enough.

He waited for her to stop struggling and was looking away as he spoke.

"...I'm sorry. That was a dickish thing of me to assume. The money, cars... thing. I guess I figured you HAD people you were close to. Clover, Lash, your other team mates, even if they ain't at school any more."

He had a lot of good friends, it was true. But he'd had to work hard at that much.

"When I first come down to the world... I really had no social skills. Like... none. I'd fight with anyone over anything, say dumb stuff all the time, get angry for no reason, and I couldn't hardly talk to girls at all. I was stupid and prideful and frankly, kinda pathetic. Good at throwing a punch n nothin' else. I pretty much fit that dumb jock asshole label you love assigning me so much. If I can get past all that and build a happy life with folks, there's no reason you can't. Call it Psych bullshit all you like but fact is, I'm here talkin' to you and I've visted each day you been out cold."

A part of her wanted to believe it, that maybe she did have friends... Ones that hadn't left for better things or something. But she knew better, fuck it practically screamed at her and reminded her how her life had transpired from one spot to the next and all the people she had gotten close to, all the people she had given everything to.

There was nothing she deserved and she was fine with that... If only in dreams right?

She didn't look at him though, she was still pissed that she had cried her eyes out in front of tomato face and he didn't even laugh at her or made fun of her or something! Why was he being so damn nice to her?

"...if I didn't think I'd get in serious trouble, I'd snap the restraints for you." Knuckles finally said after a stretch of uncomfortable silence. "There anything I can get you that ain't candy? I mean, I'm assuming eventually they gotta let you up so... like... I dunno. Magazine or somethin'?"

Charlise shook her head. "Naw... I'm good."

"Thanks for askin' I guess..."

She remained quiet for a while before looking over through the corner of her eyes, "So you really saw Clover and Lash?"

"Yeah. It was kind of lucky Clover was out and about that evening. She was able to call Lash in and we were able to get you help - was gonna call an ambulance or somethin' myself but my stupid phone was out of charge, so, instead, I got to run out into the street yelling for help."

He gave a small shrug. "They were real worried, of course."

"I haven't seen them in a while..."

She didn't want to admit that she was really hurt at losing so much so soon after gaining it.

"Alex and Skarmory weren't around too by any chance?"

"Nope. Haven't seen Alex or the Kid around for a long while. I was never real close with either one, but I knew 'em by sight. And Skarmory was a fun little dude to chat with the couple times I talked with him."

He frowned. "But I'd expect Lash and Clover to come check in on you at some point soon."

"Oh..." She figured. She didn't think they'd be coming back.

At the mention of the possibility of Lash and Clover coming over, she smiled a little.

"I..." hope so. She wanted to say, but didn't. She didn't want to seem weak again.

"Yeah."

"You want me to call 'em? I got my phone on me."

"Ah no... it's fine. I'm sure they'll come by." And she'd rather not be the one calling people. She was a selfish brat like that.

"Alright. Well, if I run into 'em I'll let them know you're at least awake and stuff." he replied, slipping his phone back into his pocket and jumping down from the visitor chair.

"I'll see you 'round school when you're back on your feet."

"Yeah, I'll see ya round ketchup head." she replied with a weak smile.

"Heh.. Ketchup head. Never gets old." Knuckles replied, rolling his eyes but giving her a small wave as he walked to the door.

"One day I gotta figure out one for you."

Visiting hours were over, and the hospital rooms might have been dark if not for the flickering fluorescent lights flooding in from the hallway. This was, of course, the perfect time for Blacky to show up. The faculty was always informed when a student found themselves in the hospital.

She stood at the foot of the bed, her gaze seeming particularly harsh. "What happened?"

Blacky had her suspicions.

Ever since she had woken up, Kitty wasn't able to sleep unless the staff tranquilized her. As such, seeing Blacky appear gave her a bittersweet feeling and made her look away. Was that shame? Maybe.

"Hey teach.... I, well... I don't really..." Just get it over with dude, she'll know when you're lying.

"They said I had too many pops... Which is total bullshit! They wouldn't put me to sleep and then they finally did and it was great!" And the fact that you might not have woken up if you hadn't gotten treated doesn't come into play at all... nope.

"You would have woken up eventually." At least, Blacky was pretty sure. Although... she couldn't see many downsides of sleeping forever. It wasn't like it would be a waste of precious time being alive or anything.

What if...

"...You would have woken up, and you would probably have needed even more. What would you do if you'd slept so long they were no longer available?"

Charlise blinked a few times before looking away. "I don't think Warren would let his little moneybag slip that easy." she retorted, but it was more wishful thinking. A world without those delights would be a nightmare...

At least at the moment anyways because goddamn was she craving them something fierce... Which was what got her bound in the first place.

"What if you slept so long all suppliers were dead, is more like what I was getting at." She crossed her arms, glaring out the barred window. Ugh... Hospitals... She hadn't been in one since she died, has she? But being back in the familiar environment only reminded her how weak and pathetic she'd been, once.

Who was she kidding. She was still weak and pathetic. But at least she couldn't get sick anymore.

"I can't blame you for wanting to just sleep forever. The closest thing to a final rest we'd get..."

"I'd rather not think along those lines Miss Blacky..." she replied in a low voice.

"It just, felt so fuckin' awesome you know? I dunno what the fuck Warren puts in those things, but man, they're just... They really give more than what you'd expect. And if I could sleep forever in those kinds of dreams... Well I... I dunno." she ended up replying a bit defeated.

Although, she did know. She knew that she wanted all of that back, but was it enough to never want to wake up?

Deep in the darkest part of night, when Kitty may have found herself drifting off to a natural--sweetly natural--sleep again... there was the faintest click.

The door was locked.

A bit of a metallic scraping, scratching sound, from the top corner of the room. Like something being moved a little, then turned off.

The security camera shut down.

Was she imagining things? Was this a dream? Like a phantom, the silhouette of someone familiar stepped out of the shadows towards the foot of her bed. What little moonlight trying to filter through the curtains illuminated just enough of the figure.

The blood red ruby on his forehead.

"Someone's been a bad Kitty..."

Edited 2012-09-05 07:10 (UTC)

Kitty's mind had been preoccupied with rather unpleasant thoughts when the sounds snapped her out of her solemn daydream. The nurses usually didn't lock the door unless she was being rowdy and they needed to sedate her...

Maybe they did so just to be sure... She guessed it'd be best to just play it cool so they didn't use any more of that shit and who knows, maybe she'd be let loose finally.

Something however didn't feel right, and she could feel that creeping sensation on the back of your neck as if a predator was nearby. Even in the thick silence she could hear as her restraints strained against her as she tried pulling away in case someone had come to do her in or some shit...

When she finally saw who it was, she let out a small sigh but looked around nervously, trying not to make eye contact.

"W-Warren.... H-hey man, shit you coulda been l-less mysterious huh? Fuck dude..." she whispered nervously as she still struggled a bit with the bindings.

"Man, you know, I'm kinda g-glad to see you... I'll be needed more of that shit once I'm outta this fuck hole. Y-you know?"

[[Oops just a friendly reminder: Warren never goes by the name of "Warren" in Smash, nor does he openly admit that he's a cat/Pokemon.]]

He stepped forward a little more, offering her that all-too-pleasant smile he typically wore.

"Kitty..." He cooed, like how a parent would condescendingly speak down to child who had just gotten into trouble. "You know it pains me to you like this; tied up to this bed with no where to go and no one who understands what you've been through."

He of course, wasn't going to let one of his favorite customers out of this one so easily. "Have you had any dreams since you've been in here?"

[[Ack my bad, I didn't know! I'll keep that in mind, really sorry about that! Just, uh... assume she said Seth in prior things >.<;;]]

"I haven't even been able to sleep... unless you count those times these fuckers give me a shot and I black out... which isn't really anything but extended blinks I guess..."

She shuffled a bit uncomfortably in bed, eying him almost needily knowing that he and he alone had what her body was craving so badly.

"S-so... Seth... I... I know I don't have any c-cash on me right now but... I sorta had it stolen... A-anyways, I can get some later but... you know... do you have any?" she was practically begging, it was clear in her eyes and what body movements she could actually make while bound.

Edited 2012-09-05 22:56 (UTC)

[[No worries and no problem! :>]]

"That's unfortunate." He remarked and trailed a finger back and forth over the metal end of her bed. His nail scraped it just lightly enough to occasionally make that unpleasant screeching sound.

"You want more?" Sounding rather astonished, he raised his eyebrows at her. "Are you so sure? I don't think you know how to control yourself, even if I have something safer and less potent for you."

You know, that safer and less potent lollipop he had hanging out in his breast pocket, peaking into view as he leaned forward a little more, that's all.

Edited 2012-09-06 01:09 (UTC)

Charlise winced at the noise but tried to keep a smile and an obedient expression. She didn't want to mess up the chance at getting what she was practically screaming for, especially at the offchance glimpses she caught of it.

"Y-yeah, well... I... I just couldn't get to sleep! I mean... I tried I really tried but... I figured that maybe taking more and more of them would finally put me to sleep so I could... I... I promise I'll have more control..."

She was practically whimpering now, looking between him and his pocket.

"I promise.... P-please... just one?"

"You know things don't work like that." He purred. Of course, it was a bit of a rhetorical statement. Drugs worked exactly like that. The more you take the more you need. The blonde wouldn't pass up any opportunity to make this as miserable as possible for her, however. The way she was begging was sweeter than any candy, in his opinion.

Seth found himself at the side of her bed now and made himself comfortable--sitting on top of her legs as if she were part of the furniture itself. He pulled the green lollipop out of his pocket and twirled it between his fingers idly. "I worry about you. I don't think I'd be able to give you the same kind in good conscious."

He stopped flicking it around so the flat side would be in plain view to her. It was a slightly lighter tint of green, and it seemed to have a symbol stamped into it: something that looked like three 'P's looped into one another.

"They cost a little more but I'd hate to see you end up back here..." He trailed off.

"Or worse."

Charlise was practically drooling, and being hindered from wiping her lips left her lapping at them as if she was thirsty. Regardless, her gaze kept shifting from the pop, to him and back in quick successions. When had her body began craving them so badly was beyond her but she could even feel pain rise as if her body knew just what that was and that it needed it now.

"R-right, but... Just, you know I'm a chick of my word right? At least in business? I'll give you anything dude just... I can handle it, really I can!" Come on can't you see it in her desperate eyes?

The restraints she had on strained a little as she tried to grab for it to no avail. "C'mon please? I promise I'll pay you back..."

Those were of course the magic words. Seth had absolutely no regard for her life, but as long as his smile could continue to convince her otherwise, and as long she could continue to prove useful in some way... he'd make it work.

"These do cost more..." He softly reminded her, and held the pop a little closer, knowing her restraints would not permit her to have it.

"But I have something else in mind in addition to that. A job."

Charlise instinctively tried to go for the pop to no avail and let out a small dissatisfied shudder as she looked between the two.

"S-sure, anything ya want, jus' name it dude."

"There's actually quite a few things but let's not get ahead of ourselves. I haven't been too fond of this new security guy. Mr. Jensen, I believe his name was. He's a bit too... invasive if you ask me. I don't know about you but I value my privacy. I value our privacy~" His red eyes darted to the camera he so lovingly disabled and to the locked door before settling back on her once again.

"And you have the advantage of being a ghost sooooo..." He twirled the lollipop in the air with a flick of his wrist. "Give him a good scare. Make sure his cameras aren't working... take his equipment, his tools... that sort of thing. Make his job exceedingly difficult. In fact, the entire truancy team is bad for business if you catch my drift--Shadow, especially." The ornery hedgehog had caught Seth's eye on the network when Blacky mentioned the pops, going on about how they were drugs, though it seemed no one was taking him seriously, especially not Seth. Still, the hedgehog could use a lesson in keeping his mouth shut, in his opinion. He wouldn't pass up an easy opportunity for that. "Do the same for him. Ravage his room, his office. Make his job miserable."

A pause.

"He has a sweet tooth for pudding, if I recall. Take it from him."

Adam and Shadow probably wouldn't be the last people to make it onto the blonde's shit list. The more popular the drugs got, the more attention they would eventually attract--for better or worse.

He leaned forward, placing the lollipop on her chest, just out of reach. "And I'll make sure you getting what you want is exceedingly easy. Do we have a deal?"

Edited (forgetting words aaahaha) 2012-09-11 07:14 (UTC)

Stealing, trashing rooms and making people miserable was what he wanted? For those... delicious and alluring pops? Seth might as well have been asking her to breath because if being herself, with a small bit of focus on the targets was all she had to do to please him, he could have asked sooner!

Kitty smiled, even if she seemed a bit anxious as the pop was ever so close to her. "Dude... I got that shit for sure. I'll be more than happy to give both of them a raise in difficulty level for being here. Shit man, I should even be able to get some nice stash from this!" With the added main treasure called pops!

"You got a deal."

"Oh good." He smiled, then reached over and unbuckled the restraints that secured her to the bed. She was a free spirit now.

"I know you won't let me down."

Edited 2012-09-12 02:58 (UTC)

She tried to hold back a little, not wanting to look like a mad woman and shakily took the pop and smiled at him, "Y-you know it."

And that pop was unwrapped and in her mouth sooner than you could say damn girl. It wouldn't take her long to escape either.... She had a job to do.

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