Hi! Aeris here. I was shot with "something" and my brain decided, Claire and "Steve!" lol I dedicate this story to Kez!(Kez92p9) I know its not exactly what you wanted but I'm going to keep adding on!
I'm a very odd person. Needless to say, I have sane moments. Like the time I attacked the "bunnies" for possessing Leon's soul. Oh, Leon's my roommate by the way. He and I have been through it all; from the good times to the bad.
From the time I went skinny-dipping in some guy's pool, to the time we left Raccoon city. Okay, I know what you're thinking…
Why the hell would I go skinny-dipping in some guy's pool? I can explain. I was out drinking with some buddies, and in my intoxicated ill-formed mind I decided that going skinny-dipping was indeed, a good idea.
Needless to say, Leon had to get me out of there before the guy came back out of the house with his 19.mm. Ha. I would've liked to see that.
When we got home though, through my alcohol hazed mind, I recall him lecturing me in the points in common sense. Well maybe I should've listened before, since I'm in a jam now….Anyways, lets think about happier things.
Okay... so I know this isn't the best predicament, me in jail and all, but I have to think positive...
Oh who am I freaking kidding?! I'm in jail! JAIL!! I've never ever been in here, EVER!
Yet here I am, sitting on the old creaky bed with a small sink that is beyond dirty…
oh and did I forget the old leering men?? they're driving me insane!
With their stupid perverted brains... for the few that have them.
As I sat down on the edge of "my bed" the guy across from me wolf whistled leering disgustingly at me.
"Heyy baby! Why don't you ask the guard to let you into my cell, instead of being by yourself?" my eye twitched my lips forming into a thin line.
Oh how I wanted to strangle him! For the past 3 days, he has been trying to get into my pants! The nerve! I turned my face calmly, but in the inside, I was fuming!
"like ive said before, no, no, and oh wait. No!" I turned facing the wall huffing.
when was I getting out of this damn place again? as if hearing my prayer, a guard walked up to my cell and jangled keys in front of me. "hey little missy-" eehhh? Little missy?
if it weren't for the fact that I wanted to get out of this god forsaken place I would've strangled the man here and now.
Yet alas, I NEED to get out of here!
so I stayed silent even after he smirked at me!
he. Smirked...at me? oh hellll no! we're going to fight now!
I raised my fist and socked him in the jaw.
he fell backwards lips split open and his hand covering his face.
The other prisoner's cheered.conviniently the keys landed right by my feet, so I opened the door and made a mad dash back to the facility.
after about 30 minutes of searching and hiding from the police sirens, I sat and tried to rest. what was up with my luck?! I haven't been this down since raccoon city!
I sighed and pushed the thoughts of that day in hell aside. "...now's not the time...for sulking..." I sat up and looked around. I had no idea where I was!
Crap Crap Crap Crap!! How could I do that?! Well at least the sirens aren't going off…
I looked around the corner hoping that a police man wouldn't jump out at me. What? Can you blame me? With my luck id end up under the Pacific Ocean… how? I have no idea.
It seemed to me that ever since I came to Paris, I've been hitting rock bottom…
Happy thoughts, happy thoughts. Ugh, this was unbearable! How was I supposed to think happy thoughts when I was lost?
Oh! I had a vivid imagination, oh yes. Why I could just picture my self at a coffee shop, drinking a frozen cappuccino with extra sugar. Mmm… now, that sounded reeaallly good!
While I was on my little Escapade, my feet decided that standing on the same flat of ground was a bad idea. Soooo off I was daydreaming about a hunky Latin server coming to me with the angels singing and the doves flying while my feet wandered where ever they pleased.
Oh, joy… When I finally stopped drooling over my never-going-to-happen-fantasy, I looked up and noticed that I was in front of the hotel that I checked into!
Thank all the gods who decided that my suffering had reached its limit! I sprinted inside and ran to my room before the front desk guy (how convenient that I don't remember his name.) noticed that I looked like I just rolled in a pen with a pack of pigs.
As I reached my door, my ever present inner voice decided that it wanted to have a say in my thoughts… now. Why is it that whenever you do something, that you have to do it wrong? I "Harrumphed" and dug in my pocket for my keys. So my inner voice had more common sense than me, big deal…"Shut up…" I mumbled as I entered my room. Well now I was talking to myself. I must be deprived of my precious brain healing time. I shut the door and plopped onto my bed sighing heavily. 'How would I get into the facility without getting shoved off to jail?? Impossible… my inner voice decided to chip in. "Shut up!" I shouted to the roof. The echo made me feel dumb. "…stupid voices…" I mumbled and slapped myself. Oh…boy.
Lol I did put everything that popped into my brain. I hope its okay! I accept flames! Hehe, bows I apologize for the errors!