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Started May 28, 2019 by @Elder-God-Jacks347

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"About three months. Or at least, that's what the voices tell me." She shrugged.

"The voices?"

"Yeah! What, you don't have any? Actually, what am I saying, of course you don't. Schizophrenia doesn't effect every mentally unstable person."

Draven snorted. "I have other things wrong with me. That's just one of the few things I don't have."

"Really now? Interesting." She leaned against the wall, a slight smile tugging at her lips. "So, what got you thrown in here?"

"A lot of stuff," he said, smirking at her. "I burned down some things, for one."

"So I've heard. Alright pyromancer, what else happened that forced you to be stuck in here with me?"

"I managed to get into the pants of my guard. Four times. They wanted me in a place where I couldn't find someone to fuck."

"You too? I thought I was just crazy! No wait, I am crazy. Just for a different reason." She chuckled. "Guards around here are so easy to manipulate."

"Right?" He smiled at her, teeth bared.

"You'd think these scientists who are supposed to be the smart ones would learn to put smarter guards with the crazy people. Or at least stronger willed ones." She blew a piece of hair out of her face, smiling to herself.

"But why would they do that?" Draven snorted sarcastically. "Where would be the fun in that?"

"Less fun for us and more control for them. Because apparently locking people in padded boxes with nothing but their own thoughts to keep them company isn't enough for them."

"What, really? Why not? I think it's been so successful." He rolled his eyes. "But honestly, you're the sanest person I've met here. And that's saying something." He smirked at her, silver eyes flashing.

(After a full month, this is alive again)
Her mouth popped open in mock surprise. "Really? Little ol' me? That's…quite disappointing considering I'm one of the more psychotic ones here. I would know, I spent a year in maximum security."

(I'm sorry. I haven't been on for three weeks.)

He shrugged. "Haven't we all." He ran a hand through his messy hair, grinning.

(Nah, it's all good)
"I think that answer is a resounding no. Only the truly crazy ones spend time in the even smaller padded hellscape they call maximum security. Like us!"

"You know, they say that the ones in the asylum that are truly insane are the ones that don't act like it."

"Then I guess that means us, doesn't it?" She tossed her hair out of her face, a slight smile pulling at her lips.

"Oh, completely." Draven smirked. "Psychopaths to the core."

"A pyromaniac and a murderer stuck in the same cell together. Sounds like a recipe for disaster." She laughed, just meeting his eyes.

Draven's eyes sparkled in amusement. "Oh, love, this already is a disaster. Just imagine what would happen if we got free."

Her eyes lit up, sparkling with imagination. "We would absolutely ruin the world. They say some people wanna watch the world burn. As long as I get to put it out with blood, I'll let you light it on fire."

"Fair enough." He smirked, eyes glinting. "What if I had a way out?"

"Then I'd ask you to show me where it is so I can get the fuck out of here and go back to being a menace to society." She was bouncing on her toes at this point, her wicked grin starting to return.