Rayne sings a happy tone sitting on her bed as she pretends to play guitar. Her fingers moving as if she had a real guitar in her hands and her feet tapping to the imaginary beat. She laid on her bed in nothing but a pair of boxers and a bra, since she wasn't allowed to be naked. She despised clothes and only wore them when she was forced too. She turned to a chair in the corner of her room with her cat like eyes. "Because, Aunt May... I know I'll see him again. That's why I sing to him." to her... She wasn't locked in an asylum room. She was still locked in her tower and had no way out. Singing out to her prince and waiting for him to come save her. She continued her song and the tapping of her foot on the wall.<br/><br/>A loud voice cut into her singing and she gave a low growl as he spoke in his annoying tangy voice.<span style="font-style: italic">â€œHey guuurrrl, I he-ar ya!â€ </span>He was next door to her in her "tower" in the "Palace" and he annoyed her more than anything. How dare her father place a fool next to her. She tossed her imaginary guitar at the wall when she spoke up. "Now, that's no way to speak to a lady young man!!!" she warned him. She knew he wasn't making conversation with her but she couldn't help herself. He was a disrespectful twat sometimes.<br/><br/>Her hair curls in the little breeze coming from the over head fan and she pouts heavily turning on her bed and looking over to the window. She spoke in a very soft. sing song voice with a very strong Irish accent. "Where are you my prince? When will you come. I'll wait for you among the filthy and the rotten till you return." Looking at her now, you'd never suspect her of the gruesome crimes she had committed in the past. She twisted a special bracelet around her wrist the bracelet that kept her wondrous fire power in. "Come save me from the dragon~ that looms within these waaalls~"