open The Royal Equestrian Institution for the Sick and Disturbed

[WeskerandLoki 9]

@@WeskerandLoki

David paced in the main foyer, waiting for some pony, any pony to come out and talk to him. He stopped pacing and picked the letter up again. "Should I tell Luna that no one was home?" He wondered aloud. When Poe didn't answer he sighed and put the letter back on the receptionists desk. "Back to pacing I guess."

Valore trotted from the end of the hallway, reading the clipboard floating in frount of her. She had many patients to attend to today, and she had no time for tomfoolery.

Mother of Celestia, she was starting to sound like her Granny.

Everything was working perfectly, before she suddenly ran directly into a pacing Stallion.

"Hey, watch it!" she snapped at him.

[Trevor Bright 872]

Valore trotted from the end of the hallway, reading the clipboard floating in frount of her. She had many patients to attend to today, and she had no time for tomfoolery.

Mother of Celestia, she was starting to sound like her Granny.

Everything was working perfectly, before she suddenly ran directly into a pacing Stallion.

"Hey, watch it!" she snapped at him.

David got up and turned around to the mare that had just bumped in to him. "My apologies madam. I am merely waiting for the good doctor or someone of staff to help me check my self in." He grinned and nodded at the strangeness of his request. "I know that sound's odd, but this letter might clear some things up." He handed the letter to her and bent down to help her pick up the papers scattered all over the floor. (((The contents of the letter is mentioned in my first post, it's just his back ground, the non-classified information on his background. The classified part is any bit reffering to changelings and his job as a spy. It basically says that he was a spy, was captured and now hears voices. Other then hearing voices, he's more or less quite sane.)))

[WeskerandLoki 9]

David got up and turned around to the mare that had just bumped in to him. "My apologies madam. I am merely waiting for the good doctor or someone of staff to help me check my self in." He grinned and nodded at the strangeness of his request. "I know that sound's odd, but this letter might clear some things up." He handed the letter to her and bent down to help her pick up the papers scattered all over the floor. (((The contents of the letter is mentioned in my first post, it's just his back ground, the non-classified information on his background. The classified part is any bit reffering to changelings and his job as a spy. It basically says that he was a spy, was captured and now hears voices. Other then hearing voices, he's more or less quite sane.)))

She glanced over the stallion in front of her.

"Well, you are in quite a bit of luck. I am Nurse Valore Blaze, and welcome to the Institution." she said, getting back on her feet. Putting together the papers that were scattered about, she studied the stallion.

He seemed fit, and only seemed a bit older that herself. Not too shabby, maybe even quite attractive, and serious looking.

"If you want, I will take your letter." she said politely, adjusting her scrubs.

Edited November 23, 2013 by WeskerandLoki

[Trevor Bright 872]

She glanced over the stallion in front of her.

"Well, you are in quite a bit of luck. I am Nurse Valore Blaze, and welcome to the Institution." she said, getting back on her feet. Putting together the papers that were scattered about, she studied the stallion.

He seemed fit, and only seemed a bit older that herself. Not too shabby looking, and quite serious looking.

"If you want, I will take your letter." she said politely, adjusting her scrubs.

He nodded and handed it to her. "Well, she seems nice enough. Maybe this place won't be so bad." David nodded to himself, then looked up at her and realized he looked some what silly. "I...yeah, there's a detailed report on what's wrong with me. Though I should say that I don't hear voices...just one." He smiled, completely serious. "You think she thinks you're joking?" David was about to respond, then thought the better of it. He merely sat down and waited for Valore to finish reading the letter. "What's the matter, you've never had a problem responding to me in front of any other pony before. Not even Luna. Heck, that's half the reason we're here."

[~Tian_Disharmony~ 48]

She grabed the ball and went outside her room, she pranced past what looked like a new Nurse, she stopped and put the ball in a dcorner and helped to pick up the papers.She grinned at the nurse, oddly, She's new, maybe I can go and ask if I can play outside with the ball, Sliver Tiara thought.

[sunne 659]

@@WeskerandLoki, 
Lost Soul noticed that the mare seemed to sense her, if not see her, so mirrored the mare's actions, eyes widened in shock.
The more she backed away. the more a migraine formed in her head. When it was too much, she whimpered and fell to the floor, holding her hooves to her head.
What's going on? I've never had this bad of a headache before...
Lost knew it had to be that mare.
"P-please... I-if you can s-see me... P-please come c-closer... I-I may look sc-scary... b-but I wouldn't h-hurt any pony..." she croaked out to the mare.

[WeskerandLoki 9]

@@WeskerandLoki, 

Lost Soul noticed that the mare seemed to sense her, if not see her, so mirrored the mare's actions, eyes widened in shock.

The more she backed away. the more a migraine formed in her head. When it was too much, she whimpered and fell to the floor, holding her hooves to her head.

What's going on? I've never had this bad of a headache before...

Lost knew it had to be that mare.

"P-please... I-if you can s-see me... P-please come c-closer... I-I may look sc-scary... b-but I wouldn't h-hurt any pony..." she croaked out to the mare.

Storm Lily looked at the mare, watching the way she moved.

"Okay..." she said slowly, gaining the courage to trot over to her.

The closer she got, the more the spirits talked.

"Death follower!"

"Cursed one, cursed."

"Poor child.."

"My..my name is Storm Lily. Who are you?" she asked, looking at the mare.

[~Tian_Disharmony~ 48]

Sliver Tiara stood still, she wasn't used to ghosts, she  understanded spirits but, GHOSTS, it scared her, she shock, then grinned and stopped, her vampiriic side showing, she felt a scar on her eye, , she licked her long fang(As long as Discord's) and jumped at one of the ghosts.

Edited November 23, 2013 by ~Tian_Disharmony~

[WeskerandLoki 9]

"Anyway...we ran into our first real battle about a month after landing, it was a rather fun experience" he said with a smile. He always did take enjoyment from the heat of battle. "We drove a regiment or two of regulars from their breastworks. It took us three attempts, but they broke eventually. I do recall myself walking with the lads, sword pointed towards the fray....'twas a beautiful sight to look to one's right and gaze upon lines of lads standing abreast with one another. It didn't take long for 'em to break. I recall cutting down one who I assume was a corporal, had to finish him off I did, can't stand the screams."

 

Golden Age had a strong smile upon his face, an expression that recollected the nostalgia of his trade that brought him enjoyment from even his days as a lowly private. He loved to see the foe flying in terror before him. He saw war, at least in a civilized manner, full of entertainment and glory. He simply loved it.

 

"Those were the good days, in my opinion. Fall came and went with no significant importance; I went about my days as any other. That's when it started getting cold..." His smile vanished immediately, his mood went from gay to somber and eccentric. "The first snow came in November...the Army did not issue winter clothing, Celestia knows why, and our clothes that we were currently wearing were beginning to wither into rags. The Quartermaster stuck to army regulations, even in the face of disaster. Only issuing coats every 3 years per soldier, even in times of drastic situations."

 

He sat there, his head hanged slow for several moments before continuing.

 

"The winter came in force...the transportation of food and supplies broke down horrifically, we had to make days rations last for weeks. And...t-the cold was just as deadly...p-people froze to death on guard duty...most of those who went out at night never came back for roll call the next morning."

 

His lip began to quiver and his body began to shake.

 

"We had trench duty as well...I had to be down with my boys on several occasions...y...y...you'd a-always have to r-remove the frozen c-c-corpses from the previous shift..."

 

He buried his face in his hooves and began to cry, masking the sound as much as he could. 

 

 

This stallion had been through so much.  Comforting him as best he could, he patted his patients back, and tried to soothe him.

"I... I am so sorry." he said, staring at the crying colt.

"I can never fully realize how you must have felt, but i will try in any way, to help you," he said, his voice soothing, attempting to make the patient feel better.

[sunne 659]

@@WeskerandLoki, 
As the mare walked closer, Lost Soul slowly got up, rubbing her temble with a hoof. She looked at the floor. This pony seemed shy, she didn't want to make her uncomfortable by staring at her.She was rather shy herself, having nopony to talk to her entire life save for dying ponies begging for her help.
"I-I'm... I don't really know my name... I-I just call myself Lost Soul... I-I think I was going to be named Soulsilver, o-or something... I-I don't know... Um... H-how can you see me?" she asked, the curiosity getting the better of her.

Edited November 23, 2013 by Mint Drop

[~Tian_Disharmony~ 48]

She grinned, her cutiemark turned into a fang, sghe tried to bite one This is impossible, She sighed. Then she noticed her old friend, as a ghost, HE bite me? Or is this a vision? she seemed to thought, "Seems real, He clawed me" she actaullently said outloud. She hissed,he seemed to grin at her, "Hello Sliver Tiara, long time no see" He told her, he looked more like a 'Creature' in detail, with a shorter fang then Sliver's....

Edited November 23, 2013 by ~Tian_Disharmony~

[WeskerandLoki 9]

@@WeskerandLoki, 

As the mare walked closer, Lost Soul slowly got up, rubbing her temble with a hoof. She looked at the floor. This pony seemed shy, she didn't want to make her uncomfortable by staring at her.She was rather shy herself, having nopony to talk to her entire life save for dying ponies begging for her help.

"I-I'm... I don't really know my name... I-I just call myself Lost Soul... I-I think I was going to be named Soulsilver, o-or something... I-I don't know... Um... H-how can you see me?" she asked, the curiosity getting the better of her.

"I..I have a gift. I can see the spirits of those who have passed on, and fragments of the soul that are left behind." she said, as one of the mini-spirits ruffled her mane, making several locks of hair fly about in disaray.

"I actually thought you were a new ghost." she said sheepishly.

"It is very nice to meet you...Lost Soul."

[~Tian_Disharmony~ 48]

Sliver Tiara smirked, she grabed her ball and looked around and put it back...

"I've join Him, Sliver join us, roll in the River, save yourself from his wraith"  He told her.

She growled, "YOUR MAD, I'LL NEVER JOIN"

"Well, you won't be able to see your mother, UNLESS YOU JOIN!"

"Great Celestria, speaking of Celestria, Your little king might Destroy EQUESTRIA"

"Like you care, Sliver, please join"

She laughed, then sighed and woundered if someone  heard the converation with Him,. He got agree and did a control spell, "Join, and you'll get anything you want"

[sunne 659]

@@WeskerandLoki, 
Lost Soul sat down, sighing.
"I'm sort of like a ghost in that I-I can't be seen by anypony unless I do something really noticeable, which is rare, and even when that happens, thy just run away and then somehow forget. Or, if somepony's dying... Then they can sometimes see me...It's never fun when that happens..." she said.
The dark gray Pegasus with darkened eyes looked up at Storm Lily.
"I-it's nice to meet you too... Y-you're the first pony that's ever actually spoken to me like I'm actually a pony with thoughts and emotions..."

[Anneal 2,197]

@, 

The moment he walked in, Sunset started trembling. She'd been hiding from ponies for a long time on the streets, she wasn't used to being spoken to directly. She grasped her pillow, too scared to answer his question,  and winced but held on when the stallion tried to move it, though she hadn't meant to be uncooperative... She was just terrified.

Post-traumatic stress disorder? she thought as he spoke. She'd never heard of it, but her orphanage's classes taught nothing about psychology.

She looked down at the piece of bread he had given her, unsure what to do. Of course, she knew how to eat, but it seemed rude to eat in front of somepony who wasn't. Still, though, he had given it to her, and she was starving...

Her hunger won out over her desire to be polite. She carefully took it, hiding most of her face behind her mane, ears flattened. 

She nibbled on it a bit as he spoke, wincing again at his raised volume of voice, but listened anyway.

When the stallion finished talking, she swallowed her tiny bite and tried to speak again, her voice just as weak and quiet as before.

"Wh-wh-why am I h-here...?"

@@Mint Drop,

 

"We found you on the streets," Inkblot explained as soothingly as he could, "and after checking into your files, we have found out that you have gone through some traumatic times."

 

Finally the mare spoke, though it was barely audible. "I'm sorry, but I'll need you to speak up a bit," Inkblot said. When Sunset finally ate the bread he gave her, Inkblot continued as Sunset ate, "You're here at the institution to solve the unsolvable from your past. But for you to succeed in that, you must collaborate with us."

 

Inkblot looked around, then closed the door and sat down on a bolted wooden chair. "I forgot to introduce myself. I am Mr. Inkblot Goncort-Bauer, though Inkblot can work just fine, Fräulein (young lady)." He leaned back, only to find it very uncomfortable; it felt like a cold slab of concrete. He shivered briefly. then adding, "It's also my first day here, so do not give me too much pressure.

 

"Alles in Ordnung (All is in order/all right [informally]). We'll start with some simple questions." Inkblot took out a flip book out of his messenger bag (Inkblot also kept a thick book that read the Principles of Psychology in there, where he often referred to and studied in his spare time), leafing through several pages and stopping at a random one. 

 

It wasn't actually involved with his interrogation directly, though occasionally Inkblot liked to leave his conversation starter to mere chance to decide what he would say first. Inkblot glared at his book, then began, "...personal life. So, Miss Sunset, tell me what happened in your fillyhood, as specific as you can. Don't be shy; it's just between you and me, and I promise I would not tell anyone else."

[WeskerandLoki 9]

@@WeskerandLoki, 

Lost Soul sat down, sighing.

"I'm sort of like a ghost in that I-I can't be seen by anypony unless I do something really noticeable, which is rare, and even when that happens, thy just run away and then somehow forget. Or, if somepony's dying... Then they can sometimes see me...It's never fun when that happens..." she said.

The dark gray Pegasus with darkened eyes looked up at Storm Lily.

"I-it's nice to meet you too... Y-you're the first pony that's ever actually spoken to me like I'm actually a pony with thoughts and emotions..."

"That sounds so hard.... not to be spoken to correctly..." she said, thinking carefully.

"I never speak to anyone unless thay are dead or close to dying... I chose to stay away from the living, because I felt different...Because I was the only one who could see what I see."  She said, looking down at her hooves, then at the ghost floating aroud her back leg.

[Trevor Bright 872]

@@WeskerandLoki

David handed her the letter. "There wouldn't happen to be a free room with a bed at the moment would there? I'm beat from my walk over here and need some rest." He tried to stifle a yawn but was unsuccessful and yawned anyway. He looked up apologetically. "Sorry, hope that doesn't make you yawn as well." He laughed then yawned again.

 

(((I gotta go. Just take control of him and make him go to one of the rooms or something so he can get some sleep ok?)))

Edited November 23, 2013 by Dave Pyro

[sunne 659]

@, ((Quite the "coincidence" there. However, it's not going to be that easy. It'll take some coaxing to get something like that out of Sunset.))

Inkblot'a telling Sunset not to be shy, did not work. In fact, it may have had the exact opposite effect, but that could have possibly been because of his previous request: to tell him about her fillyhood.
She really didn't want to talk about that. He'd told her not to worry, that he wouldn't hurt her or anything, but that didn't make her automatically trust him. How did she know he wouldn't hate her like everypony else. when she told him what had happened?
She didn't want to go through the pain of reliving those memories for somepony she'd just met, not for the risk ofbeing hated and judged again.
She toook in a shaky breath, finishing off the bread.
"I-I-I-I..." she squeaked. "I-i... c-c-can't..."


@@WeskerandLoki,

(It would be adorable for Storm and Sunset to meet... Don't you think?)
"I... I guess I've gotten used to it... I'm much, much older than I look... Almost half a century old... B-but I keep the same appearance and mindset..." Lost mumbled in reply.
Hearing Stormtalk about her gift, the fac that she was able to see Lost Soul made much more sense.
"So... Spirits folllow you?"

Come to think of it... she had been hearing incoherent whispers and  had seen a light difference in the air around Storm. squinting,she could see the faint outline of a pony, curled up in the mare's mane.

"I-I can sort of sense them... The spirits around you... I hear almost inaudible whispering and see something in the air around you... it... it looks like fog, kind of... Really, really thin fog,,,"

[Anneal 2,197]

Inkblot'a telling Sunset not to be shy, did not work. In fact, it may have had the exact opposite effect, but that could have possibly been because of his previous request: to tell him about her fillyhood.

She really didn't want to talk about that. He'd told her not to worry, that he wouldn't hurt her or anything, but that didn't make her automatically trust him. How did she know he wouldn't hate her like everypony else. when she told him what had happened?

She didn't want to go through the pain of reliving those memories for somepony she'd just met, not for the risk of being hated and judged again.

She toook in a shaky breath, finishing off the bread.

"I-I-I-I..." she squeaked. "I-i... c-c-can't..."

@@Mint Drop,

 

Inkblot bit his lip, and flipped his notes once more. Of course, he thought, she's not going to say anything to me. It isn't that easy. He had to start somewhere "safe". And that needed to be just more than a loaf of bread.

 

Again, he started randomly, and flipped to another random page. "Talent," he declared. "So...Miss Sunset, do you have anything you like to do? Anything you're interested in? Or you have an innate talent on?" Inkblot was at first questioning why he was doing this; it had little relevance to what he was supposed to do. 

 

But to get her to talk, Inkblot needed to be on good terms with Sunset. This wasn't some kind of school issue where a filly or a colt has some "friend" or academic problems. This was a real victim, a victim of abuse and trauma. It wasn't going to be from the book anymore. 

 

Silence. "Let me start off first..." Inkblot said, showing her his messenger bag. "My talent is pretty much obvious. It's psychology. I was curious with how the brain worked, I wanted to study it, through behaviors and actions. I am, however, an avid reader of classics. The Weavers, Les Miserables, The Thibaults, Three Musketeers...you know. Heard of that?

 

"Also took a degree in philosophy and linguistics. I don't really see how the latter is really that useful, since I don't really go out of the country very often," Inkblot took a short glance at the chain watch inside his messenger bag. Ten minutes...not much progresses was made on the first day.

[sunne 659]

@, 
Sunset listened carefully, speaking not a word as Inkblot spoke. She didn't get mush of what he was saying, but got the gist of it, kind of. 
When she realized it was her turn, she couldn't help but hide a bit more behind her incredibly long mane; she hadn't talked about herself in years. She shifted a bit so he could see her cutie mark, or lack thereof.
"I-I-I d-don't have any t-t-talents th-that I know of..." she began quietly, voice quivering and still weak. "B-but... I-I like drawing a-and reading f-fantasy..."

[Hive King 2,001]

Vokun could hear the inhabitants already swirling and talking. The Wraith simply sobbed in his corner, remembering his daughter's face....or was it a son? Even his brain was detiorating from being undead! Vokun tore a piece of flesh out of himself in frustration before stepping outside. Maybe someone there knew where the necromancer was

[WeskerandLoki 9]

@@WeskerandLoki,

 

(It would be adorable for Storm and Sunset to meet... Don't you think?)

"I... I guess I've gotten used to it... I'm much, much older than I look... Almost half a century old... B-but I keep the same appearance and mindset..." Lost mumbled in reply.

Hearing Stormtalk about her gift, the fac that she was able to see Lost Soul made much more sense.

"So... Spirits folllow you?"

Come to think of it... she had been hearing incoherent whispers and  had seen a light difference in the air around Storm. squinting,she could see the faint outline of a pony, curled up in the mare's mane.

"I-I can sort of sense them... The spirits around you... I hear almost inaudible whispering and see something in the air around you... it... it looks like fog, kind of... Really, really thin fog,,,"

(Sounds good!)

"Really?" she said, staring at her.

"See me yes?" said the small ghost in Storm's hair, who suddenly floated in front of Lost Soul.

"Snivels don't do that it's not polite..." she said, as the ghost began blowing raspberries at the mare.

"Do not care! Snivel do what want!"

[Anneal 2,197]

 Sunset listened carefully, speaking not a word as Inkblot spoke. She didn't get mush of what he was saying, but got the gist of it, kind of. When she realized it was her turn, she couldn't help but hide a bit more behind her incredibly long mane; she hadn't talked about herself in years. She shifted a bit so he could see her cutie mark, or lack thereof."I-I-I d-don't have any t-t-talents th-that I know of..." she began quietly, voice quivering and still weak. "B-but... I-I like drawing a-and reading f-fantasy..."

@@Mint Drop,

 

Inkblot blinked when he saw that the mare had no talent, heavily implied by the lack of her cutie mark on her flank. So her regression was THAT severe...she had been isolated for years in that place. he thought.

 

"Like I said, Miss Sunset, speak louder please. We don't want to get a microphone here," Inkblot joked, grinning. He didn't have very much humor in him, but Inkblot needed to talk more casually for her to feel less shy.

 

"Anyhow, you said you liked drawing and fantasy?" Inkblot asked. "So what kind of fantasy do you read: Romanticist, Realist, Modernist, Naturalist, Humanist, or...never mind. Just tell me the genre you read the most often. I find that showing life as it is supposed to be is the best fiction because it indirectly tells us some kind of moral, or, if not that, sympathize the characters."

[WeskerandLoki 9]

@@WeskerandLoki

David handed her the letter. "There wouldn't happen to be a free room with a bed at the moment would there? I'm beat from my walk over here and need some rest." He tried to stifle a yawn but was unsuccessful and yawned anyway. He looked up apologetically. "Sorry, hope that doesn't make you yawn as well." He laughed then yawned again.

 

(((I gotta go. Just take control of him and make him go to one of the rooms or something so he can get some sleep ok?)))

Taking the letter, Volure nodded.

"Yes, I believe we have a spare room." she said, showing the stallion to one of the nearest rooms, which was mostely used by staff as the 'Nap room'. She showed him to one of the cots, and giving him a blanket from the cabinet, made sure he would be comfortable.

"I hope you have pleasant dreams, Mr. Pocket." she said, before leaving, the door closing behind her.

Edited November 23, 2013 by WeskerandLoki

[~Tian_Disharmony~ 48]

She grinned, "Won't work, I will NEVER!" She yelled....

 "Well then, Sliver, I will have to force you"

"NO!" She yelled, She grabbed the ball and tried to throw it, the creature laughed and made it come back to her. 

"You will have to join anytime soon, Death is coming" He told her and gave her a Dark grey Tiara, "When the time comes"