Madness is a refuge for the sane *OTA*

[time_schizo]

A methodical hand took the small white pills and dropped them into the toilet. With a loud Flush!, he watched them vanish, then sat there on the cold tile floor, head sunken down between his hands. He was in a nice small enclosed area, just the kind of environment he needed to think. The trouble was Martini didn't want to think, not anymore.

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[inthenightskies]

Jeanne-Marie had been quite happily enjoying the facilities available in the female only areas of the showers. She honestly wasn't too sure she was all that struck on the shared area where the lockers were, but Aurora on the other hand had been rather intrigued at the potential opportunity to see some bared hunky flesh. Still despite Aurora's loud protests in her head, Jeanne-Marie had gotten changed in the shower cubicle.

It was only as she went to leave that Jeanne-Marie heard the almighty crash from the male area of the gym facilities. Reaching for the door handle Jeanne-Marie had been more than prepared to let whoever it was vent their frustrations alone but Aurora was having none of it, forcing her hand away from the handle and making her turn on the spot.

Really? You're going to walk away. What if they're in trouble JM?

"It's not my problem Aurora. Come on let's just go." Jeanne-Marie huffed, trying to turn back to the door but only ending up turning a full 360degrees once more. "Stop it would you!!"

Oh don't you make me

[time_schizo]

Seeing the empty orange container of pills on the floor, which had somehow survived his freak out, his foot connected solidly with it, sending it skittering off. Its path was halted as it smacked off of Jeanne-Marie's foot. When she spoke up, he reached his hand up to try and undo the lock. But his coordination seemed to have deserted him without his medication to help stabilize his mind

[inthenightskies]

The empty orange pill pot has Jeanne-Marie reaching for her pocket, checking that her own pill pot, the one she carries on her all the time, is still there. It is and she seeks comfort in curling her fingers around the brittle plastic as she inches her way into the bathroom. She bends down, grabbing the pill pot and turning it over trying to decipher the well worn label.

So much for it being nothing huh?Jeanne-Marie doesn't respond to Aurora's comment, instead she shushes her in her head, back pressed against the tiled wall as the buckled toilet door finally swings open. Having spent time in a mental hospital Jeanne-Marie and Aurora are accustom to the oddities that come with having certain diseases, she's seen people catatonic, women who rock back and forth in the same spot for hours and those who will not stop screaming. Not to mention those who were fine one minute and the next were almost climbing the walls. They were dark days at first but Jeanne-Marie and Aurora had gotten through them, learnt how to deal with it all, so being

[adventure_alice]

Alice liked the showers in the training centre better than the ones in her room. It wasn't just the fact that they had better pressure, but it was less claustrophobic as well. Alice wasn't exactly a sufferer of the phobia, she just didn't like tight spaces too much, thanks to her power.

Wrapping her towel around her, and towelling off her hair with another, Alice was in the locker room when she heard the banging, frowning slightly as she carried on to her locker. It wasn't her business -it wasn't even like she had anyone there she'd call a 'friend' to check up on. She was dressed in her shorts and tank before the curiosity really got so much and Alice was edging towards the other door before she realised it.

Nudging the door open, Alice glanced around, unable to see anyone in the room. "Hello?"