your dangerous you know that right?[ TARA ]

[TONY JAMES REDWOOD]

Tony had one of those days where everywhere he hasn't gone just seemed to be interesting to him. Those days were always the wierdest to him, but always ended up in the funniest ways. Where he ended up; the basement. Tony had been here like once, and it was to get drugs. He barely even looked around too much. Just went to where he was ordered, got his fucking drugs and bounced so fast out of here. But for some reason or another, tonys little curious side had come out today, and it wanted to play. He smirked with his slyish smile, and made his way down the stairs. Every light down the hall flickered slightly. Creepy. Tony loved the excitment of it all already. He was like this since he was little. With always making rose go places that seemed to get them in some sort of trouble, or almost dead. He liked it though. He got a rush off of these things.

He strolled down the hall, looking around. Everydoor was locked, but soon he found one opened. He opened the door, and looked in. Now, this was creepy. It held a bed, that was stained with blood, more than tony has ever seen. Chills went down his spine. Well, now he knew how this place was runned. Man, he was soooo lucky that times had changed around here slightly. I mean they added this whole school thing, and made it sort of fun. As much as it could get right? He sniffed. Oh my god! It smelled like death in this place. He turned around, and kept on going. That was enough of death for one day.

Tony moved down the hall, searching for an open room. Why didn't he just stick to the common room like a normal person? Oh yeah because that place was boring. This, this basement was excitement. He moved down the hall turning the door, and looking through the windows that he could see into. It was all dusty down here in this part of the basement. He sneezed, and then sighed. Oh my, this place needed to be taken care of. Worse than the bathrooms he admitted.

He looked into the room, and found out that there was an old like um, sitting room. It actually looked cleaned. Wow, the first cleaned room. He walked in and looked at the couch first. No stained blood in sight. Suprisingly it looked new, like someone set this up. He sat down on the couch. Again another suprise, it was comfy. He smirked, and pulled out a ciggerate, and started to light it up.

[TARA SHIM PARK]

of all the places for her to end up in, it just had to be the basement of the asylum. the girl stopped in the corridor that made up the central part of this part of the building to look about her and gather her wits. this was what she got for not taking up her classmate's offer to show her the way to the therapist's office - not that she'd really wanted to go anyway - and deciding to go search it out by herself. when she knew fully well that her ability to understand english was so close to zero it wasn't even worth anything; when she knew that wandering alone down random dark hallways never ended well; yet despite all that she had to be stubbornly stupid and look at where she was.

sighing, tara started down the hallway slowly. well she was here anyway, and it didn't seem like anyone else was down there at the moment, so she may as well poke around a bit. she'd always been curious about what the basement was like, but she hadn't dared venture down here before. she was easily scared and when that happened she tended to start crying, an embarrassing habit she'd rather not share with the rest of the school.

there were a lot more rooms than she'd expected. she'd imagined the basement to be more like a giant quarter by itself, a block of open space with no divisions or anything to it, but clearly this wasn't the case. actually, all the locked doors creeped her out. who knew what could be hiding behind them...shuddering, she hurried along, not stopping until she came across a door that was slightly ajar. she should've just kept going, pretend she hadn't noticed the opening, but curiosity killed the cat after all and it was damn determined to drag her over to take a peek at the room's contents.

at first she saw nothing out of the ordinary - true the bed was a bit odd but this was a place for crazy people after all - until her eyes fell on the dark patches on the mattress. it took her a while to figure out what those stains on the cot were, and when she did, the scream she let loose could've brought down the roof. needless to say tara didn't stay long there. one of her biggest phobias was of blood and what she'd seen - and smelled - was definitely that sticky red substance. without even looking where she was heading, she took off, trying to hold back the tears she could feel threatening to start spilling. somehow or another she ended up running through yet another open doorway, only this one didn't have any blood-stained beds in it.
and it wasn't empty either. the girl pulled up short and stared, wide-eyed, at the guy who sat lounging on the couch with a cigarette in his hand. what did she do now?

``tag: TONY
``status: COMPLETE
``notes: 83
``credits: TEMPLATE (C) XIA

[TONY JAMES REDWOOD]

Tony had been sitting there smoking his candystick or bad habit as some people called it. His eyes looked to the door when he heard a scream. Well, it was a girl. And he knew exactly what she had found. He remembered the bed, and shuddered. He didn't blame her at all. That really should of been thrown out years ago. Like the first stain years ago. He laughed. Soon this girl would find him sitting there and probably be freaked out even more. Typical girls.

He laughed and just waited. He studied the wall. There was holes, marks of knives all over it. Man this was a crazy place back in the day. " i bet the really insane ones were kept down here, to die alone" he mummbled to himself. He sighed, and then he looked up at the door. There she was standing there all shocked to see someone. He smirked and said" Hey, You okay?" He looked at her. She was like about to cry. Wow, that really got her scared. He sighed, and said" Well, i understand why your scared. I got the chills when i saw that too. But don't worry, you're safe. " He watched her than took another drag of the yummy bad habit.

He wondered through his mind. This girl was not english. Wonder if she knew any? Well that would suck. But not for him. He sighed, and then wondered how he would use this one somewhere. He wanted sex, then again when didn't he? This would be easy if he knew if she knew english or not.

[TARA SHIM PARK]

her nose wrinkled slightly at the smell of the cigarette smoke and she took a half step back. she didn't like being here with this guy any more than she had liked the last room. it wasn't anything personal, seeing as she'd never met him before - forget talked to him - it was just that he looked like the kind of person who she'd run from rather than hold a conversation with. her foot inched back again. she really shouldn't have come down those stairs.

the boy was talking now, but being the horrible fail that she was with english, tara could only pick out one or two words that she understood. he was confusing her, and addressing her in a language she wasn't able to make heads or tails of on a good day, and scaring her by just being there; add all that to the fact that her adrenaline level was still sky-rocketing from her close encounter with blood and the result was a meltdown. crying openly, she collapsed on the ground with her hands covering her ears, shaking her head. "aniyo aniyo, hago sipjji an! gal wonhaji anneun!" she was babbling but she didn't care. it meant she couldn't hear him and his weird words. maybe if she just kept her eyes shut she'd wake up later to find the last six years had all just been a bad dream and she'd never left korea, never had to come to this place. "aniyo...aniyo..."

``tag: TONY
``status: COMPLETE
``notes: translation: "no no, i don't want to! go away i don't want!"
``credits: TEMPLATE (C) XIA

[TONY JAMES REDWOOD]

oh boy the girl was crying. Tony couldn't handle this. This girl was freaking out. Tony... what to do? What do i do? This girl is crying. Because of well she's scared. Was it really the blood? Did she really get that scared for it? Or was it something else. She looked very confused. Um, did she not understand what I was saying. He sighed. This would make him mad very easily. He sighed, already she was getting him mad. But then he felt bad. She was on the floor crying, and freaking out.

He looked at her when she started to talk in another language. He didn't understand this language. Ummmm. Tony, what to do? He looked at her and said" Um, its okay. " She looked so scared. He didn't want to move but he also didnt feel so nice leaving her there crying. He looked down at the floor. He came here to relax, and smoke. And he landed himself a girl that was a reck and didn't even know how to speak english. That was wonderful.

[TARA SHIM PARK]

she continued to shake her head, but she was looking up at him, had moved her head so she could see him when he'd said 'it's okay'. "aniyo, no not be okay," this was said in the same broken, grammar-lacking manner that she used the few times she did venture to try speaking english. "not be okay, not be okay...yeogineun geoseun gwaenchanchi...amu...." she was mixing the two languages up again, but at least she was making more sense than she had been...well, somewhat.

for some reason it didn't cross her mind that if she just turned around, walked out the door, down the hall, and back up the stairs she'd be back on relatively safe turf (safe meaning she'd be out of the basement, and away from blood-stained beds as well as potentially crazy guys who scared and confused her). instead, the girl curled up into a tighter ball and sat with her back against the wall opposite of him, hands still over her ears, rocking back and forth slightly, and hoping she'd somehow magically teleport herself out of the room.

``tag: TONY
``status: COMPLETE
``notes: translation: "nothing's okay here....nothing..."
``credits: TEMPLATE (C) XIA

[TONY JAMES REDWOOD]

he watched this girl freak out yelling in half english half non english. this was so confusing. and he was confusing? he watched her and then he turned around now ignoring this chick. maybe if he just left her alone for a while she'd stop or maybe she wouldn't. tony didn't know. he smirked, and took another drag. he basically let his butt sit here in his hand and go to waist. fuck this girl. she just waisted her butt. goddamn this place.

he pulled out another one and lit it up. he took a drag, and then puffed out and took another one. he did that in a row till the thing was done. he crushed it on the couch, and then looked back to the girl. She was rocking back and forth. He smirked, and went back to staring at the wall.