Beware of low-flying teleporters [open]

[Saiph]

Nick fell on top of a sink with a crash. Curling into ball, he rolled away as he fell, only receiving a few scratches from the sharp ceramic pieces. He stood up quickly. Whoa that was a bad idea... where am I where am I gotta throw up. In the two seconds between realising he was in a bathroom and losing his breakfast, Nick lurched into a stall and headfirst towards the toilet.

Rinsing his mouth at at one of the unbroken sinks, he looked around to see if any of his clothes had made it to the bathroom with him. He wasn't wearing any, and they weren't on the floor, so he assumed not. He swore under his breath, and then a thought occurred to him. Where on earth was he? The Institute was full of bathrooms. He turned towards the door, but then the sound of footsteps outside made him dash towards one of the stalls and lock himself in.

[Avalynn]

{TheysayI'velostit}
W h a t c o u l d I k n o w
when i'm but a mockery?
I'M SO ALONE

With a sigh, I pushed the bathroom door open. I did a quick scan, no one was here. Or if they were, they were in the stalls. I rubbed a hand across my face. This place was too insane. They had promised my episodes would grow less frequent, less intense. Well, suprise, suprise, isn't this place oh so contrary?

I ran my fingers through my hair, slightly grimey; I needed a shower. I could never stop fidgeting when I'm nervous or overwhelmed. I took a few deep breaths and walked over to the sink. It looked slightly... dented. Well, these cheap aluminum sinks weren't good for much were they? Just when I thought I may have gotten my thoughts back undercontrol, a thread of thought... running away. "No." I whispered on my breath, leaning against the sink and pressing my hand to my forehead. Why did this happen to me? I tried shoving the thought away, but it wouldn't budge. I looked up into the mirror and briefly thought about what a freak I must be. It was no wonder I had no friends in this asylum.

I held that position, letting the silence of the room, if not the silence of my mind, envelop me.

{Todayisours}
C o n d e m n e d t o b e f r e e
free to keep breathing
FREE TO BELIEVE

words; 316
persona; Taryn, telepath
muse; just beginning
melody; sooner or later by switchfoot

[Saiph]

Nick listened anxiously as someone walked in. Footsteps. A quiet "No." The creak of the sink, as if someone were leaning against it. Male or female? Hard to tell. "Hello?" Maybe they've got a jacket or something I can at least tie around my waist... make a dash for the dorm. "Is someone out there?"