Thread: Seven minds. One body. (Rskde x SketchyEquine)

Ryan smiles at her and gives her hand another gentle squeeze, for someone his size he seemed to be very capable of kindness. Yeah.. If I'm honest there's sometimes I'd rather be on death row than be stuck with my own mind. He admits to her. Christine overheard a guard talking about what I had done, did she tell you? He asks her quietly while biting the inside of his cheek, he knew that she must've murdered someone too, but she couldn't have possibly killed as many as he had. You're probably one of the most interesting people I've ever met. He says to her with a laugh. He looks down at their hands when she breaks their embrace, his own hand returns to his lap, it had begun to grow a little sweaty from their contact and his nervousness of blowing the first good thing to happen to him for quite awhile now. I understand that my outer appearance is pretty scary. He laughs. But you don't seem like the type of person who would just roll over if someone attacked you, I feel like one of the people in that brain of yours might've gotten you locked up in here to begin with, eh? He smiles. Little miss danger to society. He playfully pushes her shoulder with that same smile on his face. I'll remember to ask in the future.. But I think I'll be understanding what boundaries we have in the future. He hoped that there wouldn't be any boundaries in the future, maybe they could start something in the future. Ryan laughs when she begins to talk about Christine, nodding his head along to her questions. Yeah, it was a little strange when you switched from you to someone calling me 'Papi' with every sentence. He smiles. I have to admit, it was a little hard to resist.. I was mostly in shock considering how fast she took over and pounced on me. Ryan admits to her, examining her face when she blushed. Ryan turns to watch the guards begin taking people, he felt his shoulders slump a little, not wanting to leave Bree's side just yet, she was the highlight of his day so far. He turns back to her to say his goodbye, as he had seen his own guard walking towards them. She placed her soft hand on his cheek and his eyes lock with hers, his face softens and his heart starts to pound when she leans in. He closes his eyes and presses his lips back against hers, sighing softly when she broke away from him. I didn't kiss Christine, she kissed me. He mutters to her quietly, watching as she left him to go to wherever it was that she needed to go. He stands up and stuffs his hand in his pockets as he starts to walk with his guard back to his cell. The whole way the guard was talking to him. So, you and that crazy girl, huh? He asks with the raise of his eyebrows, giving Ryan a poke with his baton. You know she has seven people in her body, right? You into crazy bitches or something? The guard asks while poking him again. Ryan could feel himself getting angry now, he was talking about Bree in that way.. His new friend. Poke me again, and that baton is going to a place where the sun don't shine. He growls quietly, to which he received a crack on the back of his head, making his guard chuckle. That was the last straw. The guard had had this coming for the past three days, Ryan whips around and smashes his fist into the guard's face, there were a few members of the staff up the hall who came running but it was far too late, considering how fast Ryan was able to work with his knees pinning the guard to the ground while his fists continued to punch the guard into the floor, slowly his hands becoming coated with the guard's blood. Fairly soon, Ryan feels a syringe in the side of his neck and he slumps over, only to be dragged to his cell while his guard was taken to the hospital to be treated, as he was bleeding from every hole on his head, both his ears, his nose, and his mouth. Even his eyes were bloodshot. Ryan was thrown into his cell and placed in confinement for the rest of the day plus the next, the doctors were planning on putting him into solitary until one of the guards from the common area had commented that Ryan seemed to be really calm around Bree. So a test was in order, after a day and a half in solitary he would be allowed to see Bree again in the common area, a day and a half was plenty of time for him to have regrets about what he had done.. Not because he had hurt someone, but because he couldn't see Bree. He had pinned the picture that Sarah had drawn him to the wall next to his bed, he was almost proud of it, it was a gift after all.