Heather's Asylum

You know the answer.

"Not even if I offered information about myself?"

I already know everything I need to know about you

Heather tilts her head to the side curiously. "What is it that you know about me?"

You have a great fascination with the mind. You sre able to tell how people think amd act by looking at facial expressions. You are not kind to your "patients". You are insane. But cleverly insane if that made any sense. I could say more but I'm not in the mood.

"I actually do have real patients that were legally sent here... Though, I suppose you couldn't have known that until now. And who's to say that you're not crazy? You're married to a Strayer yet you seem to care very deeply for Crouch..."

I don't recall saying I wasn't.

"I recall you not saying much of anything..." Heather continues to write everything down.  "Is Artemis okay with you being friends with Crouch? Although, if he isn't, that probably wouldn't matter to you..."

Precisely. -Liria talks over Heather's final words about Crouch amd Artemis-

Heather raises a curious brow, scribbling it all down.  "And it seems Crouch still cares about you even though you've married into the Strayer's... How curious..."

Checks watch- Honestly I have an appointment to keep. I've got to go.

"Very well, then.  Thank you for your time..." She opens the door.  I'll be watching...

Goes to the door. Stops. Turns around.-

I'm in love with Crouch.

-and with that she leaves-

Heather's eyes widen.  Was that statement true? Or is she just trying to start something with me? Well, whatever the case, she has only piqued my interest more and more.  I suppose it's time to experiment with more of the Strayer family...

He stormed inside, not having either the time or patience to sneak up on her. He needed answers and he was going to get them... now. Either willingly, or coercion.

"Heather. Out here. Now." He demanded, knowing she was hearing every word.

She opens the doors to her office.  "No.  You come in here."

He steps inside, pointing his wand directly at her, "Raven's location. Now. I'm in no mood to ask twice." He warned her venomously. Were she not useful, Crest wouldn't have given her an iota of mercy.

Heather is too curious about this to even hesitate giving him the information.  "She's actually on a date... Has been all day."

"The location. Now." He repeats. He didn't need any extraneous information.

"-insert place I haven't thought about yet-"

"Smart of you to not delay me." He tells her, wondering why she was being so compliant. He turns to walk out, curious how Raven could've been in two places at once. 

Was it but a trick from Heather or had Raven found a trick he hadn't discovered yet? Either way, he'd have his answer before the day was out.

OOC Time for a trick I learned from the Walking Dead

IC

Still locked in his cell, Harvey could feel his mentality start to slip away. He knew he had to get out of there and soon. He was the only one who could save him now. Maybe he could find their father and get him out to. 

He started to tear at the fabrics in the wall, trying his best to find any sort of springs or anything he could use as a lockpick.

Heather is currently with a real patient, so she isn't keeping watch with her camera's right now.

At last he finds one and pulled it out of the wall. Straightening it out, he goes to the door, hoping the movies he'd seen were at least mildly accurate on how lock picking worked.

After finishing with the patient, Heather stands and walks out, heading to her main office, where all the camera's are.