You say it's all right [Cecile]

[Raven Spencer Kass]

Your angel wings
Will shine on me

Like the blood on the strings
My heart just falls in seems

There were some types of revenge that Raven could respect. Like if Jennah had jumped him and kicked his ass in a parking lot he would have been completely fine with that. It seemed though that she had gone for the lowest thing she could think of. Well, at least to him it was low. Messing with someone's sanity was definitely not high on his list of respectable things. What exactly was it that she had done? Well, she had paid a stripper to hug him. He had made skin contact with a whore when he was already on the edge. Which, it seemed happened more and more now a days. Sure he had slept with Evie, but if you were determined enough to do something it wasn't exactly hard to do. He had wanted to piss off his ex, and she owed him a favor. It certainly took a lot of mental preparation for that, but still he had managed it. This, on the other hand, he wasn't expecting. It was a miracle the girl wasn't dead right now. No, instead he had run out and made his way all the way to Riverdale by driving back then running to his room.

He was pretty sure he had not managed to close his door, but he couldn't find it in himself to care. After all, Jack the Ripper was far too concerned with the whore germs that he was currently covered in to worry about something silly like a door. Besides, if someone showed up he could always just tell them to piss off. Though the accent that would result would probably be pretty hard to explain. After all, he couldn't really claim that he was from Britain in this life now could he, and he was pretty sure he couldn't manage his typical accent at the moment. Nope, too much insanity for him to be able to even attempt it. Thus he made it to his dorm and hopped in the shower to scrub away the germs until the water was running red. He couldn't even feel the pain right now he was so out of it. What he did do though was grab a towel before sinking to the floor with his head between his knees. He was bleeding quite a bit in a few spots, but couldn't care less because he couldn't even concentrate on where he was. What he needed was a smoke and some anti-psychotics. One of which he definitely didn't have, seeing as they need prescribed, and so he was stuck without sanity.

Now, some people got called insane all the time, but what they didn't realize was that when Raven lost his sanity he had absolutely no control over himself. He was trying to regain the lost sanity, but it wasn't easy. Just keeping himself in one spot was taking all the effort he could muster. He could feel the blood and the water from the shower running off of him. Which was which though he couldn't really tell and honestly didn't care. What he needed was a way to calm down, but he wasn't sure what would do that at the moment. He was trying to breathe calmly, but he was honestly hyperventilating and thus completely failing at that, along with the fact that he was shaking. He was going to end up passing out if he didn't calm down soon, and he doubted his roommates would call an ambulance for him, or if they did he doubted they would be back for quite some time so who knows how long he could be out. Well, typically if it's from oxygen loos then it is not too long unless the lack of oxygen continued, but he was bleeding and while it was only because a layer of skin was scrubbed off on some parts of his torso it was still a decent amount of blood. Anyone that walked in from RSOR would suspect he had killed someone possibly. Anyway though there was a bit of a knock on the door, well that was interesting who the hell could possibly be knocking? He was doubting it was for him being that his roommates were more popular, but then again he didn't want to deal with their friends. Thus he didn't really give much of an answer, not that he really could at the moment. Though the door being open might be a bit suspicious as it was. He was insane though, and didn't care at the moment so he put his hands back over his ears and returned to trying to calm the voice in his head telling him to kill.

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tag: Jez-e/ Cecile
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outfit: A towel?
lyrics: Fallen Star - blood on the dance floor

[cecile]

and you believe there’s good in everybody’s heart,
keep it safe and sound

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Cecile was not exactly a vengeful person. She did sometimes aim to bother or irritate or get back at people but more often than not she would forgive someone overnight. If you did something particularly awful to piss her off then you had it coming. Usually only Skylar witnessed her vengeful side. So she at least understood the concept of revenge. But she didn’t usually act on those feelings. She found it easier to drop grudges and get over it. Cecile had her mind on other things most of the time. Though, today she did have ideas of vengeance on the brain. She was so sick of Skylar’s micromanagement of her life at this point that she REALLY wanted to track down Raven. She knew it was sort of like she was using Raven to piss her brother off, but that wasn’t it exactly. He was her friend, and someone who didn’t see her as Skylar’s little sister and who she KNEW wouldn’t report back to Skylar. Oh and it would piss Skylar off.

She had already gone and knocked on his dorm room door earlier that day and it seemed no one was around. So she was headed back to try again. She was unaware of the circumstances with Jennah and Oliver, neither of them had confided to her and were not likely to in any case. She hadn’t heard it from Talia or Raven either. So she wasn’t expecting what she got when she walked up to Raven’s dorm. His door was still open, which was strange in itself and was her first clue something was off today. She gently knocked on the door, not sure if she should walk in, leave or wait there. She felt uncomfortable with the situation, not knowing what to do. And it seemed it would only get worse.

When no one came she shifted uncomfortably and walked slowly and cautiously into the dorm. It felt a little wrong to be walking into a dorm for boys uninvited but the door was open and something was wrong. She just didn’t know what. She looked around a moment at the general area in her immediate view before quietly, her voice barely above a whisper saying, ”Hello? Is anyone here?”

[/b] She didn’t exactly wait for an answer and she felt a little nervous at this point. Her hands were shaking a bit and she felt like she was doing something wrong. Something she wasn’t allowed to do.

She walked further into the dorm and it was barely 30 seconds after she had spoken that she turned the corner to see the bathroom door open and a very scary sight took the colour right out of her face for a moment. It was a good thing Cecile was able to keep her head in situations or this would have floored her. She noted Raven on the floor, his hands over his ears and in a very defensive position that made him look small. He had a towel on but other than that she was sure he was naked underneath judging by the blood on him and the pale pink remnants of water in the tub. She walked over cautiously, not sure what was going on and concerned that she had come into something potentially dangerous. But it looked a lot more like Raven was distressed.

She eased herself down slowly so she was about eye level with him, her skirt crumpling under her. From closer she got a better look at the damage and noted it wasn’t someone else’s blood. It made sense since it wouldn’t linger after he showered if it was someone else’s. She kept her voice soft, but Cecile had never been good at hiding her feelings. She was more than a little freaked out but also concerned and it could be heard in her tone. ”Raven…”[/b] She realized asking if he was okay was not the smartest or most logical question. ”What happened?”[/b] She asked instead, deciding it made more sense. She wasn’t sure if she was going to get an answer but she was already glancing around trying to figure out where the first aid kit was located. If it was like the girl’s dorms it would be behind the bathroom mirror. She just hoped it was well stocked.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color]

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[Raven Spencer Kass]

Your angel wings
Will shine on me

Like the blood on the strings
My heart just falls in seems

It felt like his sanity had taken a short walk off a tall cliff at the moment and there was honestly nothing he could do about it. Sure he could try smoking, but that required him getting up to find them, and if he moved there was no telling how much control he would be able to keep over himself. Instead of reaching for the smokes he could end up reaching for a knife and once he had a knife there would be hardly anything stopping him. No, not even the fact that he was in just a towel would stop him because honestly he just couldn’t find it in himself to care. He needed to stop thinking of the worst possible outcome at the moment though because it definitely was not helping at the moment. Now, he definitely heard the knock on the door, but there wasn’t much he could do about it. He wasn’t about to give an answer being that it would be in the wrong accent and while both of his roommates were British he was pretty sure he couldn’t just pretend to be one of them. What he wasn’t expecting was the person to just walk in. Then again, it was probably because he left the damn door open, and if he hadn’t maybe they would have just not realized anyone was there and let it go. Instead though it seemed that they just walked right into his room without any answer and that was probably a bad plan depending on who it was. He didn’t hear her ask if anyone was there, being that his hands were over his ears and she basically whispered it, and so he stayed unaware that anyone had walked into his room. He was hoping they would just stay away and mind their own business for once, but hey that was because he didn’t want to murder people. He had other things he wanted to do, and he hated the paranoia he already had let alone the paranoia that would come with actually killing again.

When he heard his name he nearly jumped out of his skin and looked up to see Cecile looking at him. ”augh where the 'ell did you come from?” he asked in his past life accent. Well, at least that voice wasn’t in his head. What the hell? Where did she come from? Oh, wait she was probably the one knocking on his door, well she certainly had horrendous timing that was for sure seeing as there was blood all over the place and he was in a lapse of sanity. She seemed to ask what happened and he wasn’t sure if he was even capable of answering her. He would do his best though and sighed before pulling his hands off his ears being that if the voices were in his head covering his ears would do no good. He was still shaking but at least he was breathing normally again. ”My sanity leaped off a cliff….again? Well it’s that stripper’s fault it did but still it did indeed take a short walk off a tall cliff.” he said still with an accent, along with a rather devilish grin and laugh. Yeah, he wasn’t sane at the moment so it would probably be smart of her to not let her guard down at all. After all he was probably one of the most unpredictable people when he was insane. Last time he went insane like this he was in London and ended up murdering a bunch of wax figure reincarnates along with other assorted things like stacking fruit and ballroom dancing without a partner.

Anyway though he really needed some way to distract himself long enough to calm down, and maybe Cecile could manage that. It was also highly possible that he could possibly hurt her. Thus he was trying to ignore the voice inside his head, but it was definitely becoming difficult. He placed a hand on his head and winced slightly. ”Know that voice that tells you when you’re doing something wrong…? Well, mine is telling me to murder everyone I find, but that would be such a mess. So many bodies to dispose of and all the blood…it would never all come out. Then I would have to hide and vanish forever. I don’t want to be paranoid living in the sewers or a cave forever I hate being paranoid…no no definitely don’t want that.” he rambled still in jack’s accent and clearly not entirely talking to her. Yeah, so she probably thought he went completely off the deep end, but honestly this wasn’t the first time this happened. In his last life it happened quite often and back then he didn’t care to even try and control it. Now though, it was different his chances of being caught were so much higher and he didn’t want to live his life paranoid. Sure he might not end up paranoid in a cave, but he was rambling and not exactly caring what came out of his mouth at the moment. ”You’re lucky you aren’t Jack’s type, actually it’s probably good you showed up rather than someone else. Someone else probably would have gotten stabbed but you don’t set off my insanity the way others do.” he rambled before reaching over and putting his hands on her upper arms and laughed a bit with another grin before leaning over and kissing her. Why he did that he had no idea, but then again he wasn’t exactly sane at the moment, and if he had been he probably wouldn’t have done that. Oh well, a little late for that, and it did provide a distraction he supposed.

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tag: Jez-e/ Cecile
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outfit: A towel?
lyrics: Fallen Star - blood on the dance floor

[cecile]

and you believe there’s good in everybody’s heart,
keep it safe and sound

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It looked like his sanity had taken a short walk off a tall cliff. Cecile was completely uncertain what to do. She had to remind herself over and over that Raven is Jack the Ripper to be sure she tread with the proper caution. Generally the fact of who he was didn’t matter but here she was sure that in a broken down mindset he was very dangerous, maybe even lethal if she wasn’t careful. Cecile did a quick glance around to be sure nothing weapon like was within his reach. The fact that he was naked didn’t really give her pause. It wouldn’t be the first time Cecile saw a man naked, nor the last. Plus there was something more pressing to deal with than his nakedness.

He responded to her speaking to him at least. ”The door was open… Do you have a first aid kit in here anywhere?”

[/b] She asked, hoping for a coherent answer. She knew she needed to deal with his mentality before she dealt with the bleeding but in case anything strange happened it was better she knew where it was at. Hell, something strange was happening, but the last thing she wanted was him incapacitated in anyway and her with no way to help him.

She watched his hands lower and was cautiously watching him when he answered. She nodded, trying to make sense of his answer. So he was having a mental fit brought on somehow by a stripper. She decided it was better not to dwell on the stripper. She knew Raven had targeted them when he was alive the first time so she asked, ”I have to ask, but is the Stripper alright? She didn’t do this to you right?”[/b] she asked, turning her concern that there may be a dead stripper into sounding like concern for him. If there was anything Cecile was good at it was jumping around an issue.

She was internally freaking out and at the same time trying to calm herself. It was easier to calm herself than expected but she had been in some scary situations before and used her head levelly. She cut off her fear but let enough trickle through to keep her as cautious as possible. She didn’t know what to expect after all.

Cecile nodded when he asked about the voice inside his head, ”Your conscience. Yes.”[/b] she let him continue and puzzled it over a moment. ”Good, you make sure you don’t let that happen. Okay? I think you know better than to risk that.”[/b] Cecile was now seeing him in ways relating to addiction. He had done so much killing before it wouldn’t be surprising if he was so used to it that he was having issues without it. That was a good sign though, it told her the stripper was alive and well. So that only left Raven to do this to himself.

Cecile stood a moment and grabbed another towel, putting it cautiously around his shoulders. Before lowering herself down again. ”I quite agree. It probably is a good thing I am here. Though I see it for different reasons…”[/b] Cecile was cut off by Raven kissing her and her eyes widened and her mind went blank a moment. But that also meant the caution and fear vanished for a moment. She forced him back and slapped him before she knew what had happened. Immediately she was scolding herself for the bad move.

”None of that right now, Okay?”[/b] She said, hoping to try and mute out the slap. Perhaps it had a good effect instead of a bad one, but she wasn’t taking any chances. Her fear and cautious reared up as a dominant feeling as she watched, waiting to see how he would react to her slapping him. Perhaps it was best if she got out of here now, but Cecile couldn’t bring herself to leave. She was heavily concerned for him.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color]

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[Raven Spencer Kass]

Your angel wings
Will shine on me

Like the blood on the strings
My heart just falls in seems

Raven really needed his sanity back because he was pretty sure spending a length of time without it was asking for problems. The longer he went without it the harder it would be to get back. He didn’t exactly want to end up permanently insane while locked in a padded room. If it ended up at that he would not be thrilled being that it would be a waste of a second life. Though why a serial killer was given a second shot he would never know, but still he wasn’t about to complain about it. Anyway he really should be more concerned with the fact that he was bleeding all over the place, but he just couldn’t bring himself to be. He should also probably worry more about the fact that someone had managed to sneak up on him once so who was to say someone else wouldn’t? Should probably have someone shut the door, but he was having issues with voicing that or keeping on that subject being that he had seventeen thousand other things he was thinking about. He was thinking about how blood made a terrible mess and how bodies were hard to get rid of. Hearing Cecile though, he tilted his head. Oh, the door was open, so he hadn’t closed it, but then again he wasn’t sure he entirely cared at the moment. If he was sane then maybe, but right now he kind of just wanted to roll around and do crazy things. She was asking for something else, but he couldn’t really concentrate on where such things would be. He tilted his head and looked around a bit. It was somewhere, but at the moment he was too out of it to remember where. If he managed to find his sanity then it wouldn’t be an issue because he knew there were probably close to four around his dorm. His dad was in the medical field after all so he had extra supplies because he knew how he was with his knife collection at times. Either that or he would go insane and end up injuring himself somehow. Thus he definitely had medical supplies, but he just wasn’t sane enough to point them out really. So instead he just gave a not that there were supplies.

Then she was asking about the stripper and if she did this to him. She must have been talking about the blood that was all over him. ”Physically the stripper may be fine…” he noted simply and then poked a bit at the injuries on his arm. ”I didn’t want to catch her diseases….” he noted simply like it was an obvious fact. To him, it was just that, a fact. Then he noted about hiding and caves and went off a little bit into his world and then she started talking again about him not letting that happen. Did that mean she wanted him to stay here then? Well, he wasn’t exactly going anywhere because he did not want to be paranoid in a cave. Nobody liked that and so he would be doing his best to avoid killing everyone in sight. Well, ok he would avoid killing anyone at all despite how difficult it would be. He chuckled a bit insanely for a moment and blinked at her.

He watched as she got and grabbed a towel before putting it over his shoulders. Well he did suppose he was dripping everywhere. She seemed to think it was a good idea for her to be here too, but didn’t state why. Raven wondered why it was she thought it was good he was here. Then of course he really did something crazy and kissed her. Why the hell did he do that again? He had no idea, and of course he had no idea what to expect. What he got was shoved and slapped. He fell over backwards laughing with an ”Ow”. It struck him as funny that he found that painful but not the injuries he had inflicted upon himself. Her statement made him tilt his head. ”Right now?” he noted back to his normal accent. Hey, did she slap sanity into him or something? He then ran a hand through his hair and blinked at his arm. ”Oh well fuck, I’m bleeding quite a bit.” he noted with a look of slight dissatisfaction. Right now he wanted to put on pants and smoke and stop bleeding, but he couldn’t exactly do all of those things at once. ”I’m going to go put pants on……one of the first aid kits is in that cupboard somewhere.” he said pointing to a cupboard in the bathroom before getting up and then nearly falling over again. He blinked for a moment to get over the head rush he just felt. ”Sorry you had to walk in on me like that…” he noted with a sigh before walking over to his room and when he was out of sight he put pants on quickly before returning to the bathroom. There really was blood everywhere and he should probably clean it up before his roommate came back. He should worry about bleeding though first and he eyed the injuries they should probably hurt more than he was noticing, but maybe he was still in shock from being slapped out of insanity. That was definitely a new one for him, but then again most of the time he didn’t come upon people when he was having an insane episode in his room.

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words: 960
tag: Jez-e/ Cecile
note: -pets them- :3
outfit: finally pants =D
lyrics: Fallen Star - blood on the dance floor

[cecile]

and you believe there’s good in everybody’s heart,
keep it safe and sound

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Cecile didn’t necessarily understand the fight between two natures and the insanity that went with it. She was sure of herself and confident in her moral choices. Where those choices were tearing Raven apart, even if he didn’t know they were, that was a sign in itself that he was aware he had done something wrong. At least to Cecile. She had now seen that there was a way those past choices affected him negatively and she was going to grab a hold of that and try to run with it. If possible, maybe she could help him. If he wanted help that was. Cecile learned a long time ago that if you don’t want help, you will never gather the use from the help that is offered.

The truth was, that his state of mind was made heavily evident in his own approach to the problem. The blood lingering and still oozing out of him, his apathy toward it, as much as the whole curled up and barely acting appropriately issue. Cecile was used to social protocols and she was mostly acting on the best things her mind could reason out. She couldn’t really say she had been in a situation like this before. She just hoped she hadn’t made some critical mistake.

Cecile nodded a moment when he said the stripper may be physically fine. She had relief written all over her face, but she tried not to express it too openly. He didn’t kill the stripper! That was a great first step. ”Okay, well I am positive you are disease free. Let’s get the first aid kit so you don’t have any infections set in. Okay?”

[/b] She asked him. ”Where is the first aid Kit Raven?”[/b]

Cecile stepped back, staring at him as he laughed, falling backwards after she shoved and slapped him. Her face was pure disbelief not at the kiss now so much as the laughter. She couldn’t believe he was laughing!! Then he questioned her statement and she went over it again in her head. She did say right now! Why did she say right now. ”I meant at all.”[/b] she corrected, noting the slight change in his manner. It was almost like he was a different person. It was getting really difficult to keep any of this straight.

Cecile had her confusion profusely increased when he started to sound like normal again. What the hell was going on!?! One minute he is a raving lunatic, the next fairly usual for Raven. But he was still without pants, he was still bleeding all over the place and he was still dripping wet. ”Yes, now where is the god damn first aid kit! Do I have to ask a fourth time?”[/b] Cecile demanded, her temper starting to go because of her confusion. She was getting angry with the fact that she didn’t know what was going on and it was quite suddenly in her tone of voice.

He finally gave her an answer and she irritably strolled around him and dug through the cupboard pulling it out. ”I agree, you get some damn pants on. Then we can get you cleaned up.”[/b] She stormed past him and into the hallway beyond. There was a loud bang as she slammed the door shut. She had ignored his apology for the moment and was now in the central living space sitting on a couch waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. ”When you have some pants, get in here so I can start cleaning this mess up okay?”[/b] She demanded, half yelling, half raising her voice so he could hear her.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color]

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[Raven Spencer Kass]

Your angel wings
Will shine on me

Like the blood on the strings
My heart just falls in seems

Raven definitely had to say that being slapped into sanity was one of the strangest things that had happened to him. Considering how odd he was, that was saying something for sure. Though, it seemed that he was managing to annoy Cecile. There wasn’t much he could really do about that though being that he had no control over his sanity. That much being obvious by the way he had been acting just moments ago. He did suppose now he did have control over himself and should probably be doing more than just laughing and falling over. Ah well, he would get around to it when he felt like doing so. He really did need help, but he wasn’t sure where to start with it. It wasn’t as if sanity was something that was easy to cure. Though, at least now they did have some ideas as to what caused it as opposed to how things were in his time. Maybe he just needed therapy or something. It wasn’t as if he could just go to a therapist though being that he was kind of reincarnated and wouldn’t be able to tell them that without being locked in an asylum for sure. That made this extremely difficult to say the least, and thus he did his best to just keep himself from falling off that edge as much as possible, and then ended up like this when he was unable to stop it.

He may have stated that the stripper was physically fine, but she definitely was going to have some mental scarring from the incident. It wasn’t as if he was just scary, it was the way he had reacted to her touching him in the first place that would cause it more than likely. She was asking him about where the first aid kit was and honestly he didn’t really remember at the moment and so he just waved his arm in a general direction. There were a bunch in the apartment, she’d be able to find one if she looked a little bit he was sure of it. Then he was laughing on the floor and her face was a look of shock. Well, that probably wasn’t your average response to being slapped, but it amused him and thus he was going to admit that with laughing and falling over. Then she seemed to correct herself with stating that there would be none of that at all. She did say right now at first and he wondered why curiously, but wasn’t about to ask her right at the moment. Even though he was now mostly sane, he still was more interested in the fact that he wasn’t wearing pants and he needed a smoke than the fact that he was bleeding. Then she was getting angry and he couldn’t really blame her too much. After all, he wore the patience on people who had all the patience in the world, so someone who had a temper was definitely going to get annoyed with his nonsense at some point. He did answer her though and then went to get pants on from his room.

Then she went and slammed the door and he rolled his eyes a bit. She was being a little overly dramatic about it, but there wasn’t much he could do about it. Just go with what she wanted and see how it worked out. Then she was yelling at him that when he had pants to get over there and sighed. He lit a smoke and opened a few windows before grabbing yet another first aid kit, that he found while looking for his smokes and pants, and bringing it out to set it next to the first in case it was needed. It was around this time that he was starting to feel a bit light headed from the blood loss. ”I have no issue cleaning up the mess, it’s just difficult to wrap my arms up with one arm. I should probably also dump peroxide on it at some point.” he noted. He idly wondered if he should wash off his arms and then dump peroxide on it over the sink so it didn’t go all over the floor. Besides, he vaguely enjoyed pain and Cecile probably shouldn’t be the one disinfecting his injuries. He was aware it would definitely hurt. ”I’m going to go dump peroxide on myself hold one moment.” he said and picked up the bottle of hydrogen peroxide before walking back to the bathroom to do so. Once he was done with that he walked back out and sat next to her as it bubbled on some of the injuries. ”Alright let’s get me bandaged up before I pass out.” he noted simply with a slight frown.

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tag: Jez-e/ Cecile
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outfit: finally pants =D
lyrics: Fallen Star - blood on the dance floor