Thread: || Amphitheater ||

Name Zach McKnight , Location Main Floor Orientation Hall Tag Rufio Arellano The sad looking motley crew of new flesh for this crippling game had all been seated, or on the floor, behind Zach. He wasn't eager to start caring about any of them. The first rule he lived by had come to him after tragic heart break in the form of the tortures and the death of a handful of friends he had made here. This rule was to give up on hope in others. There wasn't a reason to believe that any of these newcomers would have his back if a moment of opportunity had presented itself. Sell outs, potentially the whole lot. Zach ignored the German doctor as he let his brown eyes cast back over the newbies from over his shoulder. During this action, he went over the near run in with the Siren in his mind. His time here succeeded most, and that permitted his big pale ears to hear guard chatter and fellow patients in block B spilling the beans about her. Their height difference, her vocal confidence, her hair, he didn't need to clue himself in on the context clues that the guards had dropped on the trip here. That woman had him silenced the whole way, and that should come as a surprise. She scared him more than anything else, even if he tried to hold his smile in front of her before. If she so wished, just at the parting of her lips, she could break the convictions that no one else could. Sure, she would refrain from doing it to skirt the punishment that would be involved. But, Zach knew that any sadistic freak with a diploma in this building could schedule a 'play session' and bring all of their little toys regardless of how well you behave. Admittedly, playing nice and being a good bitch could drop you off their radar and come with perks. Zach could hear the psyche-staff woman speaking now, he never cared about her name. The way she spoke would lead one to believe that there was an understanding where good behavior would keep you safe. This was fundamentally untrue. Any curiosity that gave the staff a sadism chubby with a patient's name on it, from block C to Block A, and that patient would find themselves on the wrong end of a whole mess of abuse. Nothing gave a patient immunity to the appointments. There were no means to keep the staff to their word, any curiosity of theirs can be explored. For a patient to keep their sanity, they have to give up on the idea of being a good bitch and stay who they are up to the disgustingly bitter end. Sadness occupied Zach's gaze before he blinked it away and returned the brown orbs to his ankles. He was beginning to feel the need to speak those thoughts to the newcomers. But, that was likely to put his return to Block B at risk. With a return to form, his cheeky smile etched across his face and his brown eyes became hollow. Empty. He couldn't fake bravado when he knew he was selling out to get back into Block B. In no way did Zach expect to have his innocent little deal to be revoked. He was powerless to deal any shape of harm in this spiffy straight coat. And yet, poetically, he would find he had no shape of immunity to the lies of the staff. Just as he noted in his head a moment ago. Rufio Arellano, the lighter flicking bastard that Zach had been playing iris hockey with before, stood and made his declaration. With a finger pointed at Zach, Rufio had awkwardly highlighted Zach's infamy while shattering the deal to move Zach back to Block B in one fell swoop. Not that the newcomers knew the deal, the backstabbing nature of the staff would remain in the dark for them. Even so, Zach's heart returned to him as the challange was issued and his previous flame returned to his eyes. Come and get me. Spoken calmly, Zach stood and turned away from Dr. Arellano just as the other man's movements would obscure his vision of Zach. They were separating from each other's sight, but Zach was sure he was dancing across Rufio's frontal lobe anyway. With no means to escape or put up a line of defense in his straight coat, Zach approached his Block C escourts and gave them nothing more that a wild smile. Transporting Zach back and forth between Block C and Block B had to be one of the easiest things the guards had to do. Especially today, since his way up was completely silent in hopes of not attracting the Siren's own curiosities. And, Zach didn't have much to say as he was escorted back to Block C this time. Zach was quietly contemplating Rufio, mulling over just what may be in store in the coming days. The adventure continuessoon in Block C!