OoC: I haven't been on for a bit either, Kira, but I read a little, and it looks like we are all in the multipurpose room, talking :3

Poppy sat still and watched everyone else talk. It was normal for people to ignore her, but it still kind of irritating. She itched to yell out that she was there, that she was more than just a cushion on the couch. Sighing, she twisted her scarf and coughed loudly, trying to get someone to talk to her.

( Eh. o.o' Okay. )

Nathaniel was sitting in a chair by the corner, thinking about what he was muttering. So many people. They were intimidating, and the way they were talking to each other like...like they knew each other. It was weird. Weren't they all crazy? They shouldn't all be in a room together if they were insane enough to attack someone. He'd heard that. His tendency to eavesdrop was sometimes good thing, except when what you heard was a total lie and you were extremely gullible. But, Nathaniel wasn't gullible... Didn't they all have a loose screw or something? Maybe, letting them all get to know each other was some sort of therapy. Or, maybe, they were testing to see which one of them was the craziest...or something.

He flinched at the sound of someone's cough, and he turned to glare at whoever had done that. It was so obvious that they had done so on purpose. How obnoxious.

Eleius turned his attention back to the others and blinked at Alyx, reaching out to pat his shoulder in a comforting manner. "I'll sneak you a couple," he told him with a smile. And he would do it, too. Whatever he promised, one way or another, he always managed to do it. Nobody really knew how, what with his short attention span and other mental ailments.

And, beang the caring person he was when on his bi-polar medication, he carefully pulled Alyx into a frienly hug, making sure not to wrinkle anything or mess up his hair.

"And I agree with Angel. Your hair is awesome. And I know how you hate how your eyes don't match, but that's what sets you apart from everyone else! Being the same as everyone else is overrated, and I think the colors are pretty!" he stated, looking straight at Alyx as he spoke. Like Angel, he generally told the truth, only lieing to the doctors and therapists. He didn't like them.

((ouo)) 

((Hurrr.

FERRO. YOU NEED TO GET YER BUM ON HEREEE.))

((Lol. ouo;

Good thing Eleius has been taking his meds. ;D)) 

Eleius smiled gently, warm brown eye darting to something else as movement caught his attention, looking a bit like a bloodhound that found a scent. He could have sworn something shiny just pas-sed by the window... He shrugged it off and looked back down at Alyx, having ignored the other girl's outburst. He knew she couldn't help it.

And now he had to figure out how to get those mirrors. "No problem, Alyx. You should know by now I do whatever I can for a friend," he said happily, grinning. If it weren't for all his scars, he would probably be rather attractive, as well as sought after quite a bit for his general happy-go-lucky attitude. It's not something commonly found in a guy, y'know.

But, he did have all of his scars, one of which that probably left him blind in his other eye, the only on that still hasn't healed over to where he didn't have to hide it.

And a couple moments later he winced, lifting his hand to his shoulder. His burn scars were starting to act up again, and it really hurt. He bit his lip to keep from making a sound, though you could easily tell by the uncomfortable look on his face that it hurt, and the way he had to grimace was making the nasty scar on his eye hurt, too. God.

((...Yes. I cause him painz. :K))