<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s5.favim.com/orig/54/brown-dirty-blonde-girl-hair-Favim.com-528527.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffff90">☣</span><span style="color: #82eeee">I am cold, can you hear...?</span><br/><span style="color: #ffff90">☣</span><span style="color: #82eeee">I will fly with no hope, no fear...</span><br/><span style="color: #ffff90">☣</span><span style="color: #82eeee">And the ground taunts my wings...</span><br/><span style="color: #ffff90">☣</span><span style="color: #82eeee">Plummet as I sing, plummet as I sing...</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">Hazel eyes looked towards the door once more as the man, Dr. Green entered. Maura raised a brow curiously when she noticed a frown cross his face briefly when he glanced at her chart. The man's unfriendly demeanor suggested she was better off not asking questions. After setting aside her information, he simply ordered her to remove her sleeve so he could examine her wound and left. The brief encounter didn't make her feel any less uncomfortable with the whole situation. Her thoughts for why he was so cold were brushed aside when a red haired girl about her age walked into her room holding out a white outfit for her to put on. Maura took the clothing and slipped it on listening to the girl as she explained how the place worked. The brunette frowned as the girl explained she couldn't leave until her "debt" was paid. She realized that that may have been why the doctor had had that expression earlier. This made her wonder just how much she actually owed. How long would she have to stay in this place?<br/><br/>She silently followed the girl out of the hospital wing, taking in all the areas that were available to them trying to familiarize herself with her surroundings. When they reached the wall, the fiery haired girl told her her name. <span style="color: #a74ac7">"Mine is Maura, though I assume you already gathered that. Regardless, it's nice to meet you Aideen."</span> She gave a small smile towards the young girl. Maura then looked to where Aideen was pointing as she explained the dark haired male with quite the beard was her brother Joshua. <span style="color: #a74ac7">"You must be thankful you still have family around. It's a rare thing anymore..."</span> Marua said before turning her attention from  the wall back to Aideen. The brunette nodded as the girl mentioned that they would be willing to answer any questions she may have.<span style="color: #a74ac7">"Thank you. I will be sure to keep that in mind."</span> Noting the girl's emphases on the offer of their assistance. <br/><br/>Her spirits lifted a bit when she was told she would be rooming with Aideen. Yes, she knew nothing of the girl, but it made the idea of being stuck here a little more bearable. <span style="color: #a74ac7">"I hope it's not a problem that I'm rooming with you considering these Elite's, as you call them, seem to have not given you the option. Who are they anyway?"</span> She questioned wanting to get a better grasp on what she was really getting into.</div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold">_____</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">Later that night everyone was called for dinner except those who were stationed at the wall for the night. Maura was starving, but all the while her invisible "debt" she had been informed of deterred her from taking much of anything. The people standing behind the table taking note of every single thing a person took also didn't help. She placed a small portion of vegetables and a plain baked potato on her plate before finding a seat next to Aideen. <span style="color: #a74ac7">"I can't believe I'm having an actual meal! This beats eating stale cereal and cold beans from a can any day."</span> Chuckling a bit to herself as she took a bite of the vegetables on her plate. <span style="color: #a74ac7">"So, if you don't mind me asking, how did you and your brother come across this place? Have you been here very long?"</span> She asked sipping on her glass of water. <span style="color: #a74ac7">"This place seems to have been here a good while considering all the supplies they have."</span><br/><br/>Once dinner had ended everyone did their part to assist in cleaning up and then were told to head to their rooms for bed. Maura thought it odd that they had a curfew or whatever you wanted to call it, but she was pretty exhausted and her shoulder was bothering her a bit. When they reached Aideen's room Maura just stood in the doorway for a moment. It was such an odd feeling to be in an actual bedroom where there weren't undead people lurking just outside. She didn't have to sleep with one eye open or rather not sleep at all. Maura finally walked over to the free bed that was across the room from Aideen, taking a seat. <span style="color: #a74ac7">"This feels so surreal."</span> She looked around the bedroom a smile creeping across her face. She may be a servant to the Elite's here, but she was going to enjoy at least one night in a warm, safe bed. The brunette looked back at Aideen before speaking again. <span style="color: #a75ac7">"So, tomorrow. What will I be doing? I don't want to waste any time sitting around due to my injury. I've had worse."</span></div>