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    Ashley perked her head up from her phone, thinking someone had fallen. But the inquiry that came behind her caused her to turn herself around on the bench. An oddly dressed man, clearly looking like he was wearing century old clothing and confused. Perhaps a cosplay? Probably not... maybe he was lost? "Uhm... are you okay sir?" She stood, cautiously stepping towards him. Her dog began to yap loudly, bouncing around at the scent of a new human to play with. "Down, Diva." Looking back to her mother, who was still enticed in her fruits, she huffed when she never really realized much around her. "Sir?" She asked again, holding out a hand to help him to his feet.

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    Nothing but those same words filled his head, growing ever louder and eventually he jolted awake. He was wearing some sort of white pajamas, and in a rickety bed surrounded by padded walls. "M-...Momma...?" He whispered, looking around until he spotted the door. Getting up and walking over to it, he tried the handle but got nothing. Then he used his fist to bang on it's cold metal, only getting a small hole to open at the wop where a pair of eyes peered in.


    "You're awake. Good, then I can brief you." It sinisterly spoke, cold eyes boring into his curious ones. "You're in the asylum, because your mother is afraid of you. Your father was as well, you know, before you killed him." Henry flinched at the mention, the voice laughing in his head with triumph. "Anyways, here's your meal." Another narrow and rectangular hole opened and the man on the other side pushed in a tray with fair looking food. Now that Henry through of it, he was pretty hungry after all.


    ((Totally fine man xD Idk really what to do here so : P

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    N-Naked?! There was a small apparent blush of embarrassment on her cheeks as she looked down at her outfit. What was so wrong about it? She was only wearing a baby blue tank top, a pair black leggings and flip flops. Whatever, brushing the thought aside, she hesitated when he asked her name. "Uh... Ashley Morcrow... Nice to meet you, sir." The dog didn't stop yapping until she bent down to catch it and hold the squirming ball of fluff to her chest. "Be quiet you stupid little puff."

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    That sounds like a good idea tbh xD ah, and sorry for the short post too))


    Henry had waited for a while after the remnants of his meal were taken away, waiting for his Momma to come and hug him and tell him it's going to be okay. To wipe the tears from his eyes and kiss his forehead like she used to when he was smaller. Hearing a short knock at the door, he looked up to see the same eyes looking in, "Good news kid, you're murderous history is deemed safe enough for you to roam. You know, walk around the hospital, stretch your legs."

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    Henry watched the door open, but hunched himself over as if he were going to write a test at school. Where they going to trick him? No, he wanted to get out, but in order to do that, he had to play the good kid. So he slowly stepped out, and finally took a look at the man who had been speaking to him through a tiny window. He was a doctor by the looks of it, who probably specialized in the motives of crazy people murdering others. The man ushered Henry down the hall, where the smell of food filled his nose. It had been hours since he last ate, but he wasn't all that hungry. So, keeping himself hunched, he waited in line and stared at the floor until he reached the counter, where he spotted loads of food he often liked. Suddenly he felt hungry again, and cautiously took what looked like a piece of chicken, some potatoes, salad and more greens to fill his confused stomach. Henry looked around and spotted an empty spot, sitting down and studying his food before he put a forkfull in his mouth.

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    "Look, I have no clue if you hit your head somewhere, but this is indeed Boston. Are you feeling alright?" She felt compelled to simply walk away, but she knew she couldn't do that to a poor lost and confused man. He looked to be close to her age, and maybe perhaps he had graduated high school and had a job already. Unless that job is theatre. She mocked in her head for a moment, then returned her attention to him.

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    Henry paused chewing to look up at the lady with the same dark gaze he always had. But upon seeing her face, an image flashed through his head and he nearly threw himself out from his seat. He saw his Mother for a moment, dissapointment filling her eyes and tears falling down her cheeks. Once it was gone though, he clutched her chest, looking down at his plate and rubbing his temples. "Sorry..." He mumbled, returning to eating his meal a bit more forcefully now. Those images weren't going to stop... were they?

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    Alright, thanks for the heads up! I can wait indeed ^^))


    Henry blinked a few times, confused as to why this girl was even speaking to him. Woman always awkwardly smiled and walked away if he'd ever talked to them, and so he took the hint that no one wanted his company. "Henry...." He murmured, looking back down at his plate and ignoring that big smile of hers. What was with this girl? She wasn't schizophrenic and had dual personalities, did she? No, that's the worst combination of disorders out there.


    Maybe we could befriend her then escape? You want to see your mother again, right? Henry kept himself from replying out loud as the voice caused him to flinch. But he kept his cool and glanced up at the girl. She looked to be close to his age, looking young like a flower blooming for the first time.


    ((When ever I think of Lilly I always see Harley Quinn from Suicide Squad xD)

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    ((I'm Canadian too, but Boston for some reason sat well with me.)


    Ashley was now very confused, and silently tried to step away to find her Mom. "Ma?!" She called out, her voice being met with the lady-like voice of her Mother standing by another stand, waving over to her daughter. She walked over and set the dog down, and her mom leaned forward to whisper something in her ear. "Did you see that man over there? He looks like he came from the time my grandmother came! Isn't that strange?" She glanced at Alexander before quickly returning to her items.


    The younger girl beside her blew some hair from her face, not really knowing what to say at the moment. She looked back at the man, feeling a pang of pity before looking to her mom. "Is it already if he comes home with us? Help him figure out what's wrong with him? Because he's very, and I mean very confused...."

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    (I don't think so. I mean, you should just have the knowledge of who they are I guess xD And gruesome is what I live for, no shame here : P)


    Henry faltered through expressions, frowning then raising his brows, then glaring at the table until she asked him another question. "I... I don't...." Why was he here? Killing his fake of a father surely wasn't a bad idea, was it? "I killed someone." You're such a child. You know that coming clean only gets you in trouble you dumb- The voice in his head abruptly stopped, and it honestly startled him. He remembered the blood on his hands and clothes, the dead body in front of him with multiple stab wounds. No. He hurt Momma. He deserved it. Me and her had a perfect life until he came along. He thought, scrunching his eyebrows in a scowl before returning to his calmer state.


    "I was about to ask you the same question." He said, sitting a little straighter now as he took in a good look at her. Make allies. Not enemies. Then you can remove the unwanted scum of this place and be free. The voice said, and he obeyed. After all, we was done being lonely.

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    Derek sighed, sitting down next to her and shook his head, "Before you arrived, we had this boy name Custos come in. He was in critical condition, and wore down out supplies by a lot. But we didn't give up in trying to cure his weaknesses. The kid was beaten and battered I'll tell you that much, and took him mere months before he could even stand. Sadly he... he passed away about 4 months ago, and it broke our hearts. Assuming we have hearts that is. So you're better, you don't take up so much, and most certainly of all, you're not going to die. I'm not losing another." The mecha looked at her for a moment, looking back at the ground until she asked what he would be doing.


    "I really don't know. I lost my home, I no longer have a job. I'm just a hunk of metal, unable to aid in many small tasks and taking up room." He said, standing again and crossing his arms.

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    aahhHHHH IM SORRY! ;;-;--;;-;-; I take breaks from rping, which I should have told you before. But I never expected it to last tHIS long ;;;----;;; )))


    Henry nearly dropped his fork as he stopped chewing, narrowing his eyes in a confused gaze. "Oookay." He shook his head a little and continued shoveling food into his mouth until he was finished. Even though he was insane, he had some sense of what was going on and what was considerable wrong. But this girl looked like fun, perhaps he should just go along with what she said? "My Momma didn't love me after I killed the man who hurt her, so I guess that's something we have in common. And hey, if you're the queen, where's your king?" He put on one of his best smiles, though slightly crooked as if he never really knew how to smile.

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    oml I'm so sorry ;;--;; I take breaks from rping but then I forget and ahHH))


    Ashley walked up to him again, the dog yapping and panting with that stupidly happy look, "Hey, Alex, follow me, we'll take you somewhere for the night. Try anything and I'll be happy to punch your gut out, got it?" She smiled, then turned with a gesture for him to follow. Her mother was slightly worried, but he seemed like a nice boy, reminding her of her time when she was younger. Ah memories.

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    He hesitated for a moment, facing the woman he loved. "Raven, what's it like having flesh and bone?" Derek asked out of the blue, waiting for an answer after the change of subject. He had forgotten what it was like after all the time he spent in his own personal metal cage.


    A small hiss of air came from his internal systems, allowing him to cool down as he simply waited silently, in the meantime taking in her image. So fragile, but already so mature-body wise. Pur instinct and love for her sister couldn't've kept her going, now would it? Unless it was destined for him to find her, or else she would be on the streets, dying slowly as the fog ate her alive.

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    In all honesty, Henry normally would scowl at such a bright creature, but seeing the situation he was in, he wanted to suck as much trust out of her mind as he could in order to escape. Only God would know how this would end. So he pretended to laugh and fix the crown placed atop his head, smiling at her. "It seems as though your subjects are paying attention to the Queen!" He whispered, glancing around, knowing very well that these were all stares of concern and disgust. His cold and hard eyes did make some turn away, while few just stared back with the same level of hate.


    "We should probably get back to our rooms." He nodded towards the exit, pushing his plate aside before standing, wanting to quickly get away from the overwhelming amount of feelings the auras of the people around them had to offer.

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    "Given you have one..." Ashley murmured quietly, clearing her throat and walking a tad bit faster, eventually exiting the park. She glanced back to make sure her mother hadn't gotten distracted, but was relieved to see that she was trailing close behind, eying the man cautiously as if expecting him to hurt her daughter.

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    Derek laid himself beside her, settling his head on his arms and shifting to get comfortable, "I guess it's not so much of a loss then... But I'd pay anything to get my old life back sometimes. Maybe if me and my sister hadn't been so ignorant that one day, maybe we could have owned our own houses by now. But... then I wouldn't have met you, know would I?" He looked at her, turning on his side to better face her. "I'll keep you from harm, I'll make sure to strengthen your weaknesses, and make sure you'll never have to suffer again." He couldn't promise anything, because in the end everyone dies or leaves you.

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    "Exactly what year did you come from?" She jokingly asked, thinking he would answer something stupid like 1800s. She picked up the dog again as it started to wander, clutching the overly excited ball of fluff to her chest. The dog licked at her face and she flinched away with a sound of disgust.

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    His chest rumbled softly as if purring, then he wrapped his large arms around her to hold her close to his body, being gentle as he knew the state she was in. Petting the back of her head, he planted a 'kiss' onto her forehead. "If you ever need me, just holler, all right?" Derek brushed the hair from her face, looking down at her from his spot.


    He hadn't felt intimacy for so long, and now that he has once again felt it, it was alien to him, as if it had never happened before. He loved it though, and planned never to lose it.

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    What a save xD Good thing I guess though.))


    Ashley nearly stopped in her tracks, stumbling over a little before eying him questionably. "Uhm, 2016? Modern times? Space travel? Star Trek? Hello?" She spoke as if he were in a trance, pointing out that this was indeed modern times. "The only wars really occurring are in Europe." She pointed out, setting down the dog in her arms as it began to get restless.