Heather's Asylum

"GIVE IT BACK TO ME!" I yell louder, kicking and banging at every corner of the room. "You can't..." some tears came to my eyes, "You can't...do this to me!"

OOC Shall we bring Topher into this? 

OOC I'm content with watching for now! I did put Topher in France if Heather wanted to get him

OOC Okay!

IC I smirk, getting out my wand and making a replica of myself. "But I did. Don't worry, Vivian, you won't feel much pain here..." While the replica watches over Vivian, I go out for Topher.

I just lay there, crying and muttering frustrated tears. I needed my book, my friends, I...
I was going to get vengence on this woman. Even if I have to tear her apart myself, limb from limb.

The replica looks on the screen, jotting down notes on Vivian's reactions to all this.

I needed to get out of here, I...I was going to annihalate that woman. She's just like mom...always looking at me weird, treating me like something to sit down and look and examine like a statue. 
"Gotta' be...a lose bolt or..something!" I kick every inch of the room

"Trust me, I am merely fascinated by you... I have no intention to harm you."

I look up at her under my messy, black hair that reached the floor.
"Harm?" I ask, "you wouldn't know what HARM is!!" I lash out at the monitor that was way out of my reach

I chuckle, "EVERYONE knows what harm is, even if they don't realize it yet."

"You can't keep me in here! Give me my book back, it's MINE!" I struggled against this thing that was around me, "what is this?!"

"I am well aware that it is yours.  It is locked safely away up with me."

"So if your SO SMART why don't you come down here and give it back, pretty please?" I ask, fluttering my eyelashes. Then my expression turns vile and I growl
"So I can kill you...!"

"One:  I'm not going to you with the book, because that would be very foolish of me.  Two:  It would be very foolish of you to try and kill me because I'm your only ticket out of here."

I stand up shakily, leaning against the back wall, my feet sore from all of my kicking.
"So WHY did you put me here in the FIRST place?"

"I told you, I am fascinated by your mind.  I want to examine it further."

I roll my eyes, pouting
"Why're you SO interested? I don't see what I did..."

"The minds of others are so interesting... Especially the minds of murderers and psycho's... You managed to murder people without any shame or guilt at all... And you're eleven! How can I NOT be interested?"

I glower and slid down to a slump against the wall, looking away.
"I knew what I was doing...and the hand symbols came so natural to me..."

"Hand symbols, you say?"

"Signings" I mutter, "For summoning different demons. Had I memorized the ones for desert scorpions you wouldn't be so cheerful right now..."

I place Topher in a cell next to Vivian and then back to my office, the replica disappearing.

Topher groaned as he felt reality swirl back into focus. 

This place felt like a g rated Azkaban, but then again there's always room to get worse.

Horror filled his heart as his mother had no means of magic of the eyes to defend herself, she could've just as easily been taken!

I look next to me through a small window at someone new that Heather bitch threw into this goddforsaken place.
"Great...an asylum mate..."

Speaking to them through the microphone in my office, I say, "Christophe Noir.  -insert age, height, weight, powers, and every single bit of physical features as possible-.  You also killed your father with your 'Evil Eyes', having had no control of it then.  You grew up with one Joachim, and even met one Raven Phantomhive when she was enslaved to one Eleazer Prince.  You are now married to one named Potion, and are still clinging to have a friendship with Raven."