<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Her scalp was still stinging from the harsh yank on her hair and her head hurt from the vicious head butt that had shattered the nose of the orderly, but it was pain she could tolerate. What bugged her was the flecks of crimson that dotted pale cheeks from the blood that had erupted when the orderly’s nose broke.<br/><br/>Should have been something easy to take care of but the damned straight jacket she had been placed in kept her from washing her face like she wanted to. “Idiots.” The word escaped as she flopped down onto the perfectly made up, if austere, bed, a sigh sounding. Wonderful. This would be home for the next thirty years?<br/><br/>Near black eyes slowly made the circuit around the room, pausing on the other bed with a grimace before continuing around to note what was about. A roommate. That was going to get old very quickly and she had no desire to have to deal with someone else. And Piper? She would not last long trying to deal with someone else’s habits. As for Mona, well, the less said there the better. <br/><br/>“Would someone PLEASE come in here and let me out of this thing?! I gotta piss!” The words were screamed, fully intent on getting the attention of someone who could unlock the damned jacket so she could wash her face.</span></div>