Cravings....[[Azrael]]

[elishacroft]

Ellie danced her way down the hallways, reaching one end before she'd turn and start all over again, only this time going the other way. There was only so much to do in this hospital and the rec room was out, some others were watching the Wizard of Oz and she despised that movie. Still today was a rather good day for her so far, she'd only had one outburst and that had been towards a nurse who had refused to leave her to go back to sleep.

Right now she was feeling calm, energetic, she was itching to do something, something reckless and dangerous but alas there were guards stood either end of the hallway watching her wearily, keeping an eye on her for any signs of such a movement.Rolling her head back over her shoulders, she lifted her hands up either side of her body, running them through her hair before she stretched her fingers high above her and sighed.

"Somebody kill me now please...." she said out loud, positively craving the rush that came with the pain she enjoyed being inflicted on herself, or the the rush that came with risking her life over and over and again.

Her arms rested above her head, causing the small t-shirt she wore to rise, showing her toned mid-drift. Twirling around again, ready to head back to her room, she crashed into a hard body and gasped, having not noticed anyone else around. She stared in surprise at the stranger stood before her, "Perhaps a bell around your neck?" she suggested, her mouth once again running away with her as she stared right at....

[Azrael Dalicy]

Azzy was just simply wandering around the halls, the security had given him an hour of leeway since he had been oh so good the past few days. Hadn’t catcalled, screamed, shouted or yelled at anyone. A guard watched from down the hall, they had one positioned in every hallway for him, of course, he was being good. His straightjacket was loose on this day, just loose enough that if he tried, he could break out of it. He knew how to as well, but he wasn’t in the mood today. If it wasn’t for his laziness, he’d probably be in the padded rooms permanently.

Not that he gave a rats ass, he just didn’t really mind anything here....in small doses anyways. This little taste of freedom was...nice, almost. It was almost freedom, he had two guards in every hallway to make sure Azzy was a good boy and didn’t try to kill, or eat anyone, but they would never let him be alone, not even for a hot second. He was on his way to go to the Rec room, Jimmy Neutron was on and he loved that show more then anything. Well....he didn’t love it per se, but it piqued his interest so that was as good as it would ever get in his mind.

He silently wandered down the hall, eyes wide and looking around at things that made him feel quizzical. He slowly made his way down a small hallway and was almost at the Rec room when he stopped to look at some graffiti, laughing a little while he read it ‘get me out of here’ it said, and he snickered, walking away and shaking his head “Buddy there isn’t a chance in hell you’re gonna get out of here” He spoke, stopping when someone ran right in to him.

He stared at this female for a while until she told him he needed a bell around his neck, and he snickered “But where’s the fun in that, sweets?” He spoke, giving her a little Halloween grin as his eyes roamed over her, getting a good look at whatever he wanted really. He tilted his head a little at he stared at her, wondering if she would taste any good, or if he could use her? He wasn’t sure just yet, so he waited for her to speak again, hoping that she would say something worthwhile.

[elishacroft]

Ellie inclined her head to the side slightly as the man merely stared at her. When he replied to her suggestion of getting a bell around his neck, she chuckled in response and nodded her head, her finger idly twirling a lock around her finger, tugging slightly, "Valid point...no fun if they know your coming right?" she smirked, biting down on her lip as she looked back at him, realising he was still staring...like basically ogling her.

"Buddy I'll give you a picture if you want." she said, placing a hand on her hip and looking at him trying to catch his eye. It was only now she was noticing his clothes, and the familiar white jacket he was wearing. She'd only been placed in it once herself, and she had no desire to get put back in it...well unless...no she'd be avoiding that little white jacket.

“So what did you do to get yourself into this?” she asked an edgy smile on her face as she hooked her finger through one of the many loops, tugging at it slightly. At the end of the hall she saw the guard shift ever so slightly and her smile widened, pressing a kiss to her fingers she blew it in his direction before giving him a little finger wave, returning her attention back to the man in front of her,

“Come on...what did you do that was so bad?” she asked, feeling mightily curious. There was something about this guy that was setting off the red lights all around her, instead of frightening her, it excited her.

He was dangerous....

And she was definitely interested....

[Azrael Dalicy]

Azrael inclined his head a little and let a light chuckle slip though, though it was dark sounding to others. He watched her body language, then decided it was about time he used what he had learned to weave a clever lie. He liked lying, it was fun, and it agitated people when he could get his licks in, not that they expected anything clever to come out of his mouth. Mostly they thought it was ramblings and random crap he spouted, the words of an insane man. “Very valid point, it’s like yelling that you’re coming” He spoke, noting that she knew he was staring.

When she asked if he wanted a picture, he gave that little smirk he wore near constantly “Now why would I want a picture when I could easily have the real thing” He spoke, giving her a look that held want. It was fake want, but the look was there. He noticed her eyes wander over his clothing, and that odd straightjacket he always seemed to be wearing around the hospital. To him it wasn’t odd, it was his security blanket almost, the thing he liked to wear the most. He liked the feeling of the rough fabrics against his skin.

He gave another dark laugh “Mmm, My dear, you don’t want to know how I got in to this jacket” He spoke, his gravelly voice deep and taunting, almost teasing, as if he wanted to get the perfect reaction out of her. He smirked, he could definitely use someone like her, he knew she was drawn to him. Most others that ran in to him usually ran screaming the other way. He watched her as she looped a finger in one of the loops on his jacket, and watched the security guard twitch at the end of the hall.

She had given him a wink, then turned back to the sociopath with a look that screamed interest. She asked him again, and he gladly wanted to tell her “You know what I did to get in this thing?” He asked, pulling her roughly towards him so their bodies were touching “I did one of the worse things known to mankind” He whispered, the guard coming towards them, he leaned forward, his face just inches from hers “I kill people...” He trailed off, then looked over her shoulder at the guard, then back to her “And I eat them” He whispered, biting her neck, not hard enough that it would break the skin, but just enough so she would get the picture. He released her and walked away, going down the hall.

He had a hunch that she would follow him.