forum The Drug (Asylum/Lab RP) [closed]

Started May 24, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Vaughn raised a hand to flip Kaz off before dropping it back onto his chest as he stared up at the star covered ceiling. It was decently painted, slightly calming, almost. He wud have enjoyed this as a little kid.

Kaz huffed, rolling his eyes as he hugged the pillow closer. He felt higher than a plane at the moment, and the stars seemed to be swimming. He smiled faintly. They reminded him of uncle Cas's friend who used stars to talk and used to act stories out in constellations when he was younger. When he still lived in Germany, and his mom was still alive. The train of thought saddened him a little, and he looked away from the ceiling

The woman led Jules down the hallway, she took this time to look around because she hadn't gotten a very good look the frst time around and had been holed up in her room the rest of the time. "So why are we changing rooms? These ones seem fine." Jules asked. "Oh, well you have been chosen for a test, of sorts. Oh and I'll be needing to do this." The woman pulled out a pair of handcuffs and gave Jules a look daring her to restrain. "It's fine," Jules said in a calm tone," I'm not gonna swing at you." Jules turned around and put her arms behind her back. The woman obviously surprised, called one of the guards over, just in case, one of the male guards. He grabbed Jules' shoulder with the intent to keep her still. Jules immediately freaked out. Thrashing and screaming she kicked and punched and scratched. She flung her arm accidentally hitting the woman, Jules froze.

"I'm sorry." She whispered. She let them handcuff her and got into the van. she looked into the car mirror as she was getting in and was happy to find that none of her makeup had been too messed up, she still had to keep up an appearance.

She fell asleep as soon as she got into the van. Her dreams were filled with screaming and smoke and him. She woke up suddenly, a cold sweat coating the back of her neck. She traced her fingers up and down her tattoo, it was a nervous/uncomfortable gesture she made often. She checked under her eyes for makeup, nothing. Guess I didn't cry this time she thought, faking enthusiasm, intentionally lying to herself. It was easier to fake it if you believed what you were faking was true. No matter what they said, I didn't start that fire, I didn't kill him. The van stopped.
(sorry for the triple post, I wanted to get the transport out of the way, so I could, well, get it over with lol)

Vaughn sat up. He felt restless, unsafe in that room. It was driving him crazy. He got up, pacing for a moment before going back over to the window. Opening it again, he leaned out, holding onto the frame so he wouldn’t fall. The cool, fresh air soothed his nerves.

Kaz shuddered a little at the cold air he was hit by when Vaughn opened the window. Wasn't it almost night time? Did Vaughn not go to sleep like a normal human being? "Vaughn, close the window," he groaned, sounding almost childish as he curled around the pillow. "Just take some of the clear stuff and stop pacing."

They pulled her out of the van, into her new world, her second new world in the past two weeks. Jules inspected the damage she had caused. The security guy had long scratches down his face. Jules looked at her nails and found blood, she quickly wiped it off.

Vaughn simply ignored Kaz as he continued to lean out the window. He let his eyes shut as he breathed slowly, concentrating only on his breaths. The cold air felt good against his face. He considered jumping out. The ground would be so much cooler than the stuffy bedroom.

Smoke filled Jules' lungs and she screamed. She crumpled onto the ground. Pulling herself into the fetal position she continued to scream loudly. Batting at invisible flames she continued to scream, only pausing briefly to take in short breaths.

"Vaughnnn," Kaz groaned, complaining loudly. He debated taking his shoe off and throwing it at his roommate, but knew he would probably be throttled again. The voice in his head wasn't hear to tell him to die, and now that it was being strangled by the meds he actually semi liked existence. Momentarily, anyways

Vaughn snapped back into reality, looking over his shoulder at Kaz. “It’s hot as hell in here, let’s just keep it cracked,” he shot back, turning his head to look back at the landscape. He leaned out a bit farther, waist pressed against the frame.

Kaz rolled to look at him, squinting at Vaughn's figure in front of the bright light of the window. "Get your well dressed ass inside. Crack it if you want, but lean backwards before you take a damn swan dive," he muttered

Jules stopped screaming and took a tentative breath. No smoke, not again, Jules chided herself, not quite accepting what had happened. The woman and the security guards looked at her, then bent their heads in to discuss. Jules caught snippets of their conversations. "Perfect for the.." "Is she ok to have a roomma-" They looked over at her again.

Vaughn gave a growl, leaning back inside. He shut the window most of the way, leaving it partly open. He continued to pace back and forth in front of his bed. He hated being in that room.

Kaz scowled. "I will get up and lay on you if you don't stop pacing," he threatened, though the drugs in his system kept any real bite from his words. Normally he wouldn't mind because he was a pacer too, but when he was trying to relax and enjoy the high? Not the most appreciated thing

They led her inside and chatted away like nothing had happened. "The other patients are already asleep but you can pick the room for you and your roommate, we have two available." The first room they showed her was small, like a room meant for one person. With two small beds on opposite sides of the room and a small nightstand next to each. The closets.. were very small. "Can I see the other room please?" Jules asked, she thought better to play it nice. The next room was wonderful. It wasn't large but seemingly perfectly sized. There were two decently sized beds on opposite sides of the room with a decently sized nightstand by each. There were two desks and the closets.. were not very small. "I'll take this one, thanks." She smiled a nice smile and inclined her head towards the group trailing her. When they left she dropped the smile and collapsed onto a bed.

“No you won’t,” Vaughn muttered, continuing to pace. He felt extremely restless and considered taking his medicine. But if he took some now, he wouldn’t be able to take any before he tried to sleep.

Kaz shoved the pillow off of him, getting lazily to his feet. Before Vaughn knew it he was being knocked to the ground by Kaz's weight. Said boy began to giggle quietly, his face landing pressed into Vaughn's stomach. Kaz weighed a bit, despite barely eating and losing blood almost daily

(Lmao pretty much)

Vaughn grunted sharply when his back hit the floor of the room. His head tilted to look up at Kaz, who was on top of him. “Kaz, you bastard, get the hell off of me,” he growled, moving to shove him off.

(I'm here for a few)
"Nah," Kaz said, grinning as he chuckled. He just rolled more on top of Vaughn when he tried to shove him off, effectively pinning him to the ground. "In fact, you're so comfy I might just fall asleep on you," he said jokingly before beginning to fake snore

“Kaz, I’m serious. I’m going to kick your little ass if you don’t get up right now,” Vaughn snapped, shifting a bit to get out from under Kaz. Then came that weird feeling again. Why did he keep getting all giddy inside when things like this happened? He was straight.. wasn’t he?

(hoe no u aint)
Kaz made a noise of protest. "Noo, you're warm and the room is cold," he mumbled, curling up more on top of Vaughn. Before long his fake snoring became real snoring as he passed out on top of Vaughn

(Lmaooo no he isn’t)

“Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” Vaughn groaned. Out of the whole entire room, Kaz just had to fall asleep on top of him? This was just great. His arms reached up to continue to try and shove him off.

Kaz made a small noise of protest, and he slung one arm over Vaughn in his sleep. It didn't look like he was going to be waking up any time soon, and he was now trying to snuggle into Vaughn's chest