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[Aidan Grey Thurston]

The smell of old books greets Aidan warmly as he shuffled through the door to the large library. He sighs, going straight to the back wall, where he left the last book he'd been working on. His eyes stayed fixed on that same book, hoping to stray from any unwanted interactions. The library was quiet, but held several patrons other than himself. Aidan avoided these quiet few by finding a small loveseat towards the back of the massive library.

Once comfortable, Aidan found the page he'd been on and picked up immediately, falling back into the story. He loved to immerse himself in literature and let the real world fall behind him. His mind soon eased up, and he grinned at the sudden peace. He was no longer in the dreadful asylum. No, he was far away from that place.

California, maybe. He'd just come back from a lunch date with a pretty girl, and picked up one of his favorite books. The sound of the city was muffled by the walls of his studio apartment, where he lived with that same pretty girl. He'd look up from the book to see her curled up on the couch, taking a sweet afternoon's nap. Maybe he'd get up, pick her up and lay her in bed, pull her into his arms, and whisper in her ear. Maybe she'd wake up, start to kiss him, wrap her legs around him...

Reality crashed back around Aidan with a start as another crazy dropped a book on the ground. A frown found his face, and a twinge of sadness threatened his frail state of mind. Not to mention, his sweatpants grew tighter around the part of him that hadn't yet realized it had all been a day dream. Aidan huffed and pulled his knees up to hide his embarrassment. He sat there a moment, not bothering to find his place in the book just yet.

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[Dameon Price]

"I feel guilty, my words are empty."

Dameon was now on his break and wanted to indulge himself in a book. Not that he read very often, but what else was there a guard to do on his break? Smoke a cigarette? Eat? D had already eaten today and gone out for a smoke. Boy, did he enjoy that fifteen minutes.

Even with him being a previous patient at the asylum, he still hardly left these walls. Only now he was allowed to use his power if he didn't make a scene. The only time that didn't matter was when his job was being called for. It does come in handy when you have a guard that can pin two people against the wall with his mind, especially when they were being uncooperative.

He made his way down the hall toward the library. His converse making barely any noise as he did. His jeans were old and torn, but still fashionable. He also wore a black t shirt and a beanie, like always. When he came to the door he gave the heavy thing a light push, as to not disturb anyone who was reading. Just because he was now a staff member, he still respected the patients to an extent. The doors fell open on a quiet squeak and he stepped through.

Walking past the librarian he gave a blue eyed glance, a crooked smile, and a nod in her direction.. He could see the look on her face when he did. She simply melted. When he turned back in his direction toward the back wall, he grinned and chuckled to himself. He had the "innocent boy" look to him. It was absolutely cute.

Upon arrival to his destination, he began looking for a book. Nothing in particular, but something did catch his eye pretty far up. Dameon was only 5'7", so he wasn't very tall. With that, he used his power to nudge the book forward off the shelf slowly.

Then, he noticed something.

There was a patient in back there with him. A man, sitting on a couch with a book...but the male looked dazed, like he was daydreaming or something. At that moment, the book Dameon was working on getting off the shelf fell to the floor with a loud 'thud', causing both the patient and himself to jump a little.

D quickly picked the book up and looked over at the male. His blue eyes catching that the man was slightly embarrassed, "I'm sorry." He was honestly being sincere. D didn't really mean to scare the poor guy, "I didn't scare you did I?"

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[Aidan Grey Thurston]

Aidan abruptly looked to the voice he heard. A guard, of course. Every part of him wanted to say something snarky or throw him a glare, but the apology threw him off. Then again, he'd heard of this guard before. Powerful telekinetic, and former patient. Something Aidan respected, despite his instincts telling him to hate the man as much as he did the other staff members. However, he simply cracked a small smile. "Oh, you're fine. I was lost in a thought anyways."

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Aidan attempted to find his place in his book, but felt a nagging to question this guard, to search his brain. No doubt he'd pick up on it if Aidan actually tried to use his power. Questions it would be then. "You're that guard... you used to be a patient, didn't you?" He wanted to know his story. If there was some escape for this guard, maybe there would be for Aidan. Wishful thinking, of course. No one made it out of this shithole, sometimes they're just promoted. For now, Aidan would have to rely on old books and what was left of his talent.
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[Dameon Price]

Dameon dusted the book off and smirked at the male. "Oh, you're fine. I was lost in a thought anyways"

[/i] D cracked a huge smile, trying not to laugh. "I can see that." He said, nodding toward the part of the male that was a dead giveaway as to why he was slightly embarrassed. Again, D didn't mean anything by it, he was just a playful male, as it were.

He looked at the book, gave it a thought, but decided to put it back. So he started to levitate the book up toward where it had been. His hands following through behind the book, guiding it to its destination. That was when the male spoke up with a question, "You're that guard... you used to be a patient, didn't you?"[/color] This startled D a little bit, but he didn't drop the book this time. He simply placed the back back where it came from and lowered his hands to his side.

He knew he would have to answer to a few patients. Some of which knew him personally.

Without even looking at the guy, he stayed facing the shelf, "It's long story." He wasn't lying either. It was rather tedious. But, hey, he had to answer the poor guy. After all, D did disturb the boy.

"I was sent here when I was sixteen." He began. He turned on his heels and walked toward the guy. Dameon sat on the chair angled next to the couch. "I used to get into trouble a lot when I was younger because I was moved from group home to group home, orphanage to orphanage and it drove me nuts. So, when I turned ten I started skipping school, got into petty thievery, and caused a lot of mischief." He cleared his throat and risked a glance at the boy, "I've had my power since before I could remember. That's why I was moved around a lot. No one wanted me. Not even for adoption; I wasn't allowed." D adjusted himself in his seat to where he was comfortable, placing his right ankle on his left knee; his hands placed behind his head. He continued, "After years of being a delinquent, I was finally caught at age sixteen. When I was taken to the station my power grew within me and I destroyed the entire station from the inside out. That's when the judge sent me here.... After eight years here, I finally got really close with the staff, survived all of my treatments, and landed a job as a guard because of my ability."

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[Aidan Grey Thurston]

A small blush found his cheeks as the guard mentioned his current 'problem.' Aidan chuckled and pulled his knees up to his chin, perched on the small couch like a child. He was glad the guard was taking time to tell the tale. It genuinely interested him. Once he finished speaking, Aidan struggled to find words.

"That's rough... but I can't believe the staff actually allowed you to move up in this place. It must've taken a lot of restraint to obey and allow them screw with your head..." Immediately, Aidan hoped he hadn't overstepped a boundary with his statement. After all, this was a guard he was speaking to. A grimace found his face and he clenched his fists, looking to the ground with sudden anger. It took all he could to let it pass and look back up to the young man beside him.

"What's your name, if I may? I never really get names, just rumors... I'm Aidan, though I'm sure you probably know that." Aidan forced a smile, despite the dark workings in his mind, telling him to walk away from the guard. He was a guard, after all...

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[Dameon Price]

D put his hands on the sides of his beanie and smirked. "It did. I won't lie. Eventually they saw what I could do to it's full potential." He chuckled to himself. It never bothered him to think about it. Anyone could ask. Dameon just didn't normally like people, but patients on the other hand...he didn't mind them asking asking. He thought maybe he could give hope to some of them.

Even if there was nothing in the future that they would like. But, hey...got to keep them believing.

He looked over to Aidan, and smiled, "I'm Dameon. It's nice to meet you." He extended his hand to Aidan.

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