#psychwardsiblings

Maggie peered into the security room from the vent, waiting for her distraction tactic to do its job and clear the room - one well placed flashbang near a water main was all it took to send the limited security team flooding out of the room to investigate, and she was in; she locked and barricaded the door after slipping inside and set work opening all the cells remotely - that many mentally imbalanced patients en masse would provide all the cover she needed while she tracked her quarry. "Now then...where...are...you." she murmured, switching between camera screens until she found the one amongst the inmates she sought, blood boiling with white hot rage at a frighteningly quick clip, "...found you...found you, you son of a bitch...ooo I am going to enjoy watching the life leave your eyes." Maggie hissed as she made a note of the location on the wall map and calculated the distance between them with a curse. "Of course - you would be on the opposite end of the asylum...just couldn't make this easy, huh." she muttered bitterly, ripping the map off the wall and folding up, sliding it into her back pocket, "Whatever...not like I've ever been one to back away from a challenge." Maggie remarked, leaping back up into the air shaft and pulling herself forwards, eyeing the frantic running of the Mount Massive employees impassively as they did everything in their power to out run the patients they had subjected to such torture. They had earned whatever punishment the inmates rained down on them as far as she was concerned, having observed the abuse for weeks, hidden out of sight from the cameras, but now wasn't the time to dwell on such things - she had an objective to complete, and she would need to acquire a weapon.

“I’ll bake for them…pet them on the head…hug them if we’re close.”

‘I’ve got to remember to start using those padlocks again.’ she mused sleepily, too tired to kick Lana out and determined to return to the comfortable slumber she’d been so close to before the intrusion.

[[N'awww - love you, booboo ^-^]]

“I love Cam - they’re my sweetheart and I would do absolutely anything for them. I never believed at love at first sight til I met them. Elijah is stupid…and I must be too, since love him anyway. He makes me just as happy as he frustrates me…it’s weird. Ms. Blake means well, I just wish she’d take a leaf out of Mr. Blake’s book and be a bit less aggressive in her approach…and Mr. Meyer is a big, dumb, butthead…but he’s my butthead and if you call him that I’ll rip your tongue out…only I may tease him.”

“This one is much, much easier - I’d marry Clair for sure. She’s my sister from another ma’am and mister, and I wouldn’t fuck her, but I would snuggle with Lana…sorry, but Mr. Evans would get the ax this time…t-to go chop firewood! I don’t wanna kill my friends and you can’t make me!”

“Well…this is actually rather difficult…um…I guess I’d marry Mr. Park - he is my best friend after all…ehm…Mr. Evans and Mr. Blake both had their upsides and downsides…I think I’d f-fu…gimme a sec…f-fuck Mr. Evans - I’m less afraid of him crushing me…sorry, Mr. Blake, but you’re huge and well over a foot taller than me…however, I think I’ll skip the whole killing thing, and cuddle with Mr. Blake.”

Bastard