Of Soccer Balls and Delusions (Andrea)

[ryea2]

Devon sighed and kicked a soccer ball. The ball flew into the air and landed on top of a slide. It rolled a few inches and tumbld down the slide onto the ground. He'd followed Kryssy here to this playground, hoping he'd be able to talk to her, but she was nowhere to be seen. She seemed to disappear like that a lot.

It wasn't really Kryssy though, it was just a delusion of her, but she seemed real enough when she was around. The delusions seemed to have gotten more frequent since he’d come to Black Springs. Coming here wasn’t really even his choice, Kryssy had wanted him to come. Why, he had no idea, it wasn’t like she was alive, she was dead, they killed her because she didn’t want to go. Although, there was one thing that really bugged him, with all of these delusions of her, if she was alive and here would he be able to recognize her as her and not a delusion of her? He honestly had no clue if he would. And being able to touch her wouldn’t even prove anything, because half the time whenever he was around a blonde, the blonde turned into a delusion of her. He really needed to get the delusions under control, but, he didn’t really know if he wanted to or not. And, he didn’t know how.

He ran over to the slid and picked up the soccer ball. Even though he absolutely loved the sun, he couldn’t go out in it, simply because it’d kill him. He really missed the sun, especially being out in it, kicking a soccer ball around with Kryssy.

He dropped the ball onto the ground and kicked again, this time immediately running after it. When he reached the ball, he kicked it again The process was repeated over and over and over again, until he heard the sound of footsteps.

He turned around, at first he thought it was Kryssy, then he realized it wasn’t, the person was definitely a girl though.

“Hey!” He called out.

[andrea]

It was a bit of an odd time to wander to a playground. Specially when it was the winter time. Made worse when there was just trouble involving a certain patient going out without proper winter garments. But the girl out was very good at sneaking out of her place in order to have some alone time. Andrea and Dayne were not particularly good at it but Nyx and Lyess were. Considering how silent the steps were as they walked to the park, it was obviously Nyx who walked to the park but it wasn't for herself that she walked. Nyx wasn't really one who wanted to go around the park and giggle while swinging on the swings. She was more the type to sneak around dangerous areas for her thrills or be found in a library setting or practicing in a rather non descript area.

Although the park was a non descript area, it certainly wasn't empty. However... Lyess wanted to come to the park. Why? Because parks were still fun to that five year old in mentality personality. Also, as long as Lyess wasn't bored, she didn't act up. So Nyx occasionally indulged the rather scary personality on trips such as this which unfortunately made her the favorite person of said personality. But the very cold personality didn't care. At least, she wasn't suppose to care so she wouldn't care about it. It didn't matter as long as Lyess obeyed her and she managed to be kept as harmless as possible. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't realize she had entered the park or that there was another person in the park until the person spoke to her. She looked directly at him, her eyes widening.

Then she blinked before deciding, she didn't want o deal with him and she didn't want Lyess to deal with him. So she switched out and it was Andrea who was left all confused in the park with the faint memory of the hey from the guy. She blinked and looked around at her surroundings, trying to collect her thoughts and discover where she was. "Ummm... Hi." She said quietly. "Where am I?" Andrea was usually quite calm but that was only when she had an idea of where she was and what she was doing. She had blacked out, presumably to sleep, and woke up here. It was just a testament to her state of calm that she asked with only a bit of panic in her voice rather than hyperventilating.