damned_institute | Day 43: Intercom, Evening

Hello! I.R.I.S. here once more to announce to you, our honored guests, that you have officially made it through a day of our typical Landel's treatment. Of course, it isn't quite over: we will now have you retire to our designated patient quarters with one of your agency partners to inspect their sleeping area and the tools that we provide them with for the true bulk of our behavioral testing. On an added note, we would like you to notice once again that the meals we provide to our subjects are of the highest quality.

For those of you feeling apprehensive about taking part in our more intensive methods, please be aware that we would never imagine putting all of you in any danger whatsoever. This last shift will be your last at our Institute; afterward, we will escort you to our Head Doctor's personal observation station to survey some of our test Next-Wave participants in the rigorous trials we put them through – all for their betterment, of course.

Once again, we hope that you are satisfied with what you find, and as always, direct any questions you may have to your console.

The nurses began to escort the patients to their rooms. They didn't even seem to be brought to awareness by words such as "testing" and "subjects."

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Harley actually laughed. "You set me up? Aww, that'd be real sweeta you, but I already have a boyfriend, ya know." She HAD mentioned him before. It'd actually be kind of interesting to see what kind of person Raine would try to set her up with... and how she would even go about doing something like that.

She lifted her hands and folded them behind her head, rocking back and forth slightly. "And it's not like I'd need settin' up. Not like I sit around readin' books and stink at talkin' to people even when they're tryin'." Though Raine was doing fine now. Maybe she was the type who only really interacted with people when she was angry. "You sit around mopin' like that, and yer always in such a lousy mood. You kinda need someone to bring you outta yer slump."

It was Harley's business because they were roommates. So Harley was forced to see her moping every single day. Plus, she figured she kind of owed Raine one in advance anyway.

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"I really would have to be crazy to be in a decent mood here. I have friends at home who are in serious danger, as well as my little brother, and I'm their healer. And that's in addition to the usual stress of being held against one's will and the trauma of a place like this."

As for the accusation of "moping" and being unsocial? I'll try being nicer if you'll try being smarter.

Harley stopped her rocking and simply stared. ...Huh. Was she one of those who didn't realize they were actually crazy? Poor, poor Rainy. She was more messed up than Harley realized.

"Uh huuuuh..." she said, giving the girl a sidelong look. "How long you been here again?" Maybe this was her first time ever in an asylum. She pulled her hands down, placed them on her knees and leaned her weight forward, trying to get a slightly better look at Raine's expressions.

You know, a big reason people went crazy in the first place was because they were trying to cope with something or other. At least, in a lot of cases. So adjusting to new environments kind of came natural. Why was it Raine was having such an issue? Maybe it had to do with her thinking she wasn't nuts.

"Listen, kiddo, no one's sayin' you gotta be happy to be here. No one likes gettin' locked up, 'specially when you got friends waitin' for ya back home. I miss everyone, too." She just tried not to think about it too much. "But sittin' here all depressed ain't exactly gonna help."

Raine shot her a Look. "If you think I'm starting to become insane, allow me to disabuse you of that notion." Despite everything, she was still managing to keep a grasp on sanity. ~~So far.~~

"And I'm perfectly occupied during the day and night, so I don't need anyone interfering with my social life, especially without permission. The reason I'm so quiet at dinner is because you're the only other person in here."

...Um. What? She was quiet because there was someone else in the room? Did that mean if she was all alone, she could gab on and on to herself? Huh. Interesting. So she maybe didn't trust anyone but herself and whoever it was she spoke to in her head. ...Poor Rainy. No wonder she was so secluded. Frankly, Harley was starting to become even MORE convinced the poor girl couldn't get a date without outside help, even if her life depended on it.

Then a slow, slow grin started to spread over her face. "...You know what'd make you feel better?" Besides a boyfriend. "If you just tried putting on a nice big SMILE." She poked both pointer fingers into her cheeks as she grinned and tilted her head at her roommie. "Come on, Rainy! Give a smile! A big one. I know you caaan~"

Raine just stared at her for a second; was Harley honestly that dense? She would have expected a reaction to the insult at least... but she was acting like she hadn't recognized it as one.

"No." With that, she got back to her book.

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