Lucille Eleine Malory
Inmate
Ward B, Cell 32, Inmate B
Seize the day or die regrettinmg the time you lost
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Post by Lucille Eleine Malory on Aug 2, 2012 20:38:38 GMT
The carriage lounged foreward without delay. There had been only a little stop on the way, and that was for food. The last of the colorful and decent food of the outside world. Lucille knew where she was going and she didnt fight it. If it was her fathers and sisters will, shed give it a try. Although she was a little restless. She didnt know what she was walking into, let alone if she would ever make it out. And yet she kept her calm. For her fathr and sisters sake. "You dont have to be weary, Lucille. They'll take good care of you. It wll be good for us and most impotantly, you." Her father said to her, breaking the silence. "I think Id appreciate it more if you just told me that Ive become a nuissence to our family." Lucille said, her tone cold and harsh. "We love you. Just try to behave, and you'll be fine, Lucille. Your a good girl, and I agree with father. It will be good. For all of our sakes" Julianna said softly, reaching out to take her sisters hand. The carriage came to a halt. Henry, loyal driver, opened the door. Lucille climbed out and took a look at her soroundings. The tall building made her shiver, it was obscure, ominous and seemed to allure her, like a monster, impatient to extend its claws and take her into a hellish abyss. She had heard the stories. Julianna clutched to Lucilles hand tightly, as they took the few steps to the giant door. Knock, Knock, knock. Lucille held her breathe as the door slowly opened. Attachments:
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Post by Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield on Aug 2, 2012 21:00:55 GMT
"Ah, and welcome to the Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls" said a tall man with a refined poise and a feminine face hidden by half-moon glasses and an abundant shock of ginger hair which fell in wavy curls down his shoulders. His smile was warm and welcoming, patient and collected. Everywhere about the foyer were perched who seemed to be inmates collected in small groups, reading, knitting, and chatting about the absurd plinking of a harpsichord. Food was arrayed on beautiful oaken tables covered in lace cloth. He beckoned the family in to the room and the doors slowly closed behind the group.
"My name is Doctor Edward Gideon Bramsfield, Headmaster of this fine institution. And whom have we brought into our generous care today?" He inquired to the family, looking down at the two girls clutching each other's hands desperately. His emerald eyes sparkled in the sunlight falling from the windows and he looked around at his patients "As you can see, she'll be in great care here. We have some of the finest medical staff London could offer, myself including, though I do not mean to brag." He waved off his own comment loosely with a gloved hand.
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Lucille Eleine Malory
Inmate
Ward B, Cell 32, Inmate B
Seize the day or die regrettinmg the time you lost
Posts: 11
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Post by Lucille Eleine Malory on Aug 2, 2012 21:15:57 GMT
A tall answered the door and gave a heartwarming welcome. Yet Lucille wouldnt be fooled. There was something dark that hid behind that smile. She had had many experience with people being kind and turning out to be something sinister. Just like Daren... He grasp of Juliannas hand grew tighter. The man led Lucille and her family into the foyer. It looked quite pleasant, which was a surprise. Maybe her time here wouldnt be so bad, and all the stories she had heard were exagerated. He beckoned them into a room. He adressed her father, while his emerald eyes, like that of a snakes, strayed towards Lucille and Julianna. Suddenly, Lucille felt not so sure anymore about her previous statement. A dizzy feeling came over her, urged her to run, run far away and bring Julianna and her father with her.
My father answered, "Edgar Malory, its a pleasure to meet you, Dr.Bramsfiel. I have brought my youngest daughter, Lucille. Im sure what you say its true, my late wife was also put her for a while. She did seem to recover when she was realised."
Lucille flinched at the memory of her mother, and Julianna rubbed her shoulders, very tense herself.
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Post by Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield on Aug 2, 2012 22:37:18 GMT
"Released, hm?" He said, as though it were quite a curious thing. He shrugged his shoulders then and nodded "Pleased to meat you sir" he gave him a firm handshake and gestured for them to sit, as he had led them up to his office. He pulled out a sheet of paper that required filling out, and withdrew a pen from its place in an inkwell. "Tell me, then, would you like to fill out the paperwork yourself, or shall I do it for you, save you all the trouble?" He smiled courteously and offered up the file for them to fill out themseves should they so choose.
As he waited for them to make their decision, he eyed up the young Lucille with an almost predatory gaze while retaining his calm demeanor. He knew she'd be a feisty one, and yet she seemed to be one who could also be quite calm. He was curious to see how she would react when shown the true colours of this place.
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Lucille Eleine Malory
Inmate
Ward B, Cell 32, Inmate B
Seize the day or die regrettinmg the time you lost
Posts: 11
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Post by Lucille Eleine Malory on Aug 2, 2012 22:52:31 GMT
A conversationg flourished between Lucilles father and Dr.Bramsfield as he led them into another room. Doctor Edward Gideon Bramfields Office, it said on a tag, nailed to the door. But Lucille was still thinking about his strange reaction to her...mother being released. The Docotor then asked for some papers filled out. She raised her eye brow, kinda wanting to kick herself for beleiving the doctor would just do it all himself. "If its not such a bother, could u please fill out the forms for us? We're in a hurry you see. We must not be late." Her father answered. Lucille turned to stare at him. She hadnt heard of such an event coming up today! Then suddenly she felt Doctors eyes on her, like a predator waiting to ensnare his prey. She wanted to laugh nervously but knew she should stay quiet. She woudltn say anything other than what was asked and what was necessary.
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Post by Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield on Aug 2, 2012 22:59:15 GMT
"Why certainly! Forgive me for asking, good sir. Some of our guests rather answer the questions themselves then trust me to be honest, so I merely wondered." In a few minutes, he had filled out all he was capable of and had been given in a pre-admission slip. He gave the forms to Lucille's father so he could review the accuracy, and then withdrew them, filing them away under the appropriate name.
He stood up, then, to escort the rest of the family down to the foyer. "Miss Lucille" he said softly to the girl, smiling his sweetest smile "One of my guards will hold you here until I return." He explained, to which his head chaser Vaudier approached to stand by the girl.
He walked with Edgar and Julianna to the door and kindly dismissed them, bowing slightly in courtesy to them as they went to their carriage.
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Lucille Eleine Malory
Inmate
Ward B, Cell 32, Inmate B
Seize the day or die regrettinmg the time you lost
Posts: 11
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Post by Lucille Eleine Malory on Aug 2, 2012 23:10:52 GMT
Lucille and her family sat in silence as the Doctor sunk into his work, filling out the form. Once he was doe, he handed it over to Mr.Malory, who nodded, indicating the information was all correct. He handed it back to Dr.Bramsfield, who filed it back in his desk. Then tey all stood up, and Lucille knew it was time to say goodbye. Julianna hugged her, and took Lucilles face in her hands and quietly muttered, "Que dios ten bendiga y te cuide, hermanita." Then she kissed her forhead and turned away, trying to hide the tears. Her father gave her an awkward hug and a pat on the shoulder. Then they were on theyre way. The Dr. requested she stay there, with a smile that gave her shivers, as a big, muscular man came to stand beside her. Lucille stared after the dissapearing figures of both her father and her sister, quietly begining to cut her ties to them, and the outside world. Knowing then, she may never see them, nor make it out.
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Post by Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield on Aug 3, 2012 1:04:36 GMT
Soon Doctor Bramsfield was back in her presence, and sneering viciously, a rapid 160 from his previous demeanor. "Petty girl" he said as the door slammed open and he approached her with rapid, harshly tapping footsteps. He seized her wrist from Vaudier's loose grip and tugged her forward almost violently. He laughed and cupped her chin, pinching it "What a pity, such a face like this going to waste in the Asylum. Perhaps you will make a good inmate for the Ophelia Gallery, yes?"
He tugged her forward still as he began to walk, moving to lead her to her cell. Halfway towards Ward B, he turned sharply. "You and I could be friends, you know. Very good fiends, even," he smiled a sweet, honeyed smile. "You stay civil and good, and we'll be very good friends, yes."
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Lucille Eleine Malory
Inmate
Ward B, Cell 32, Inmate B
Seize the day or die regrettinmg the time you lost
Posts: 11
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Post by Lucille Eleine Malory on Aug 3, 2012 1:49:44 GMT
Lucille was waiting patiently. He came in, his expression one that she hadnt seen in a long time. The face of Mistress Eleonore, that she wore almost every single day. Lucille wanted to run, from him, the memories, but she knew better. "Pretty Girl", her eyes widened. For a second, she wasnt there, but seeing him, the man who had taken her everything. She stood there, too afraid to moved. The illusion was broken then she felt her wrist being taken sharply, the grip painful, it stung. Everything was in a daze. His worth were barely audible to her ears. She wanted to resist, sent her wrist free and run. But she knew better. He took her chin harshly and spoke words that were like poison from a snake. The venom churned in her mouth and she so desired to spit at his face or bite him. He told her his conditions. Lucille nodded slowly and walked into her cell. The hatred burned through her head, and coursed through her veins. Anger' Anguish. But she knew to survive she needed to keep quiet. Lucille spared one glare. And then the madness had gotten the better of her. She thursted herself into the bars shaking them in desperation to get out and strangle the horrid man. "BRING ON THE CURE! BRING ON THE FUCKING CURE!"
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Post by Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield on Aug 3, 2012 2:21:56 GMT
"Oh, I will" were his final, dark and promising words. He gave her a twisted, eery grin as he stepped back away from the bars, and fearlessly reached in to grab one of her wrists, tugging it outside of the bars and kissing her knuckles charmingly. He then dropped her hand, turned and left her there to rot, smirking to himself as he left the ward and returned to his quarters, proud of his day's work.
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Post by Dr. Edward Gideon Bramsfield on Aug 3, 2012 2:22:31 GMT
((And I believe that ends our little thread? Feel free to make some new threads to roleplay with other members now ))
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