[CLOSED] Locked up and chained down.

[dakota marie dalton]

Koty pulled the kitten into her lap, scratching Lillian behind her ear. "It's fine.. not your fault." She answered, staying quiet as Damon began to play and sing. A smile played across her lips as she watched him, he didn't seem harmful anymore. The doubts were still there though and she pulled her gaze away. "You're pretty good at singing," She mumbled

[damon angler dawson]

Damon glanced over at her. "Thank you.." He murmured. "I used to sit at the park in the mornings and night 'n play.." He shrugged. "Then people said I couldn't go out in public alone nomore after I beat a guy...hospital wouldn't let me go out and play..."

[dakota marie dalton]

"I'm sorry... why'd you beat him up?" She asked, glancing at him from the corner of her eye. Koty chewed on her lip, and leaned back in the bed, pulling Lillian on to her belly. "I have a question.. but I don't want you to get mad or anything." Resting her hands by her side, Dakota turned her head sideways to look over at him.

[damon angler dawson]

"He hit his kid the morning before." He shrugged indifferently. "So when he was alone, I beat him.."
He played another few notes absently, watching her lie back warily. When he was sure she wasn't going to do anything, he rose an eyebrow in question. "What?" Blue eyes studied her curiously.

[dakota marie dalton]

She chewed on her lip, and looked back to Lillian. He didn't deserve to be punished for that. It wasn't like he was the only one who had beaten a guy for hitting a child. "Well, why do you hit people to get what you want?" Koty knew she was a bitch, but she had never hit someone to get what she wanted. There was usually a simpler answer.

[damon angler dawson]

Damon's eyebrows furrowed. "I don't.." He whispered brokenly. "I just..I don't like the dark...I'm sorry.." He hesitated, sighed. "I...I 'unno..I don't like being touched...and..other stuff.." He didn't know how to espress it.

[dakota marie dalton]

She nodded slowly, a sigh rolled off her lips. Koty went back to playing Lillian, poking at her paws lightly. "Wouldn't you like to have a friend though?" She asked after awhile, but her eyes never left the kitten.

[damon angler dawson]

Damon drew in a breath. "Yeah.." He admitted quietly. "But I always hurt people.." He sniffed, setting the guitar down. "And then they're afraid of me..and I'm locked up and stuff.." He shrugged, glanced over at her with troubled blue eyes. "Had friends in high school..but it's hard to have 'em when you hurt them...and you're a freak.."

[dakota marie dalton]

Koty sat up, putting Lillian between them. "You're not a freak." She answered, never really liked the word. "It's not like your always hurting someone. And it seems like the only reason you've hurt someone is because a) you were protecting them or b) you just got freaked out." She held his gaze for a moment before looking down to pick her nails.

[damon angler dawson]

Damon just bit his lip, shaking his head slowly. He didn't even know anymore. He picked the guitar back up and began to strum again. "You got parents..?" He asked curiously, glancing up for a moment to look at her.

[dakota marie dalton]

She sighed and laid back down. "Yeah, and a sister and a brother. What about you?" Koty asked, watching him. He was odd, one minute acting like he hate you and then the next acting like nothing had happened at all. It didn't bother her, much. It would probably bother her less, if it wasn't for the whole fork inciddent.

[damon angler dawson]

Damon shook his head. "My mom was sixteen 'she got pregnant. Guy left. She never stopped using drugs, smoking or drinking..I was born addicted and put in federal care." He strummed the guitar slowly. "She tricked 'em into thinking I had sobered up, kept me 'till I was twelve, and they finally put me in foster care. New house every week or two, got in too much trouble."

[dakota marie dalton]

"Oh, I'm sorry." She managed to mumbled, putting her hands behind her head. She starred up at the ceiling, but all she saw was white. "I think after awhile I'd be sick of seeing white.." Koty gave him a quick glance and then her eyes were back up to the ceiling. "It's so bland. Do you liked white?"

[damon angler dawson]

Damon shrugged. "Better they don't know what I became.." He murmured softly. He glanced her way, then at the walls. "'M used to it.." He admitted. White rooms, locked doors. Handcuffs and fearful faces.

[dakota marie dalton]

She chewed her lip and sat up again. "Oh," Koty looked at the guitar. "I've worked here for like a year or so, and I'm just know starting to get used to them." She covered her mouth as she yawned before pulling Lillian back into her lap. "You must be gettin' hungry, huh?" She smilled, scratching under her chin. "I know I am, probably could even use a little cat nap." Dakota giggled, but was serious about the whole cat nap. She loved to layout and sunbathe as her feline self.