An average-sized room with a bed and a chair, both of which come with restraints, and a desk with several locked drawers. This room has no CCTV.

:: Azura tries the door and to her surprise, finds it unlocked. Pushing it open slowly she gasps at the sight of the room. Her eyes particulary drawn to the retraints on the bed and the chair.::

(What is this place?)

:: She steps further inside and has a good look around. Obviously Julie and Paige are not here but the room has peaked her curiosity. She walks over to the locked drawers and tries them, but can't get them opened.::

(I am not sure that I want to know what is inside these.)

:: She sighs and sits down on the chair.::

"Where is she?"

::The door slowly opens and! Flying nun! Winnie careens towards Azura with a high-pitched cackle, her arms outstretched.::

"Souuuuuul!"

:: Azura screams and clambers over the chair, near enough falling over the back of it and rushing to the side of the room.::

"Get away from me you... you nun!"

"Just let me suck out your spirit and I will, child!"

::With insane dexterity, the nun leaps over the chair and races towards Azura.::

:: Azura screams again and after taking a moment to consider how the old nun is so agile, makes a dash for the door.::

"Leave me alone!"

::Sister Winifred chases after Azura.::

"Just one little taste...!"

"No!"

:: Azura darts around the bed and then turns and tries to push it into Sister Winifred. Poor Winnie! But in all fairness, she started it.::

::Winifred catches the bed and shoves it back towards Azura. And she's strong. Like... crazy-ass nun strong.::

:: The bed careens into Azura, smacking her in the stomach and lifting off of her feet. She tumbles off of the other side due to the momentum and crashes onto the floor, the wind being knocked out of her.::

"Mmmmmm."

::Licking her lips, Winifred advances slooooowly...::

:: Azura claws her way onto her stomach and pulls herself as quickly as possible towards the door to get away from the nun. Crazy nun.::

"Go on, then! Run! It'll help me build up an appetite!"

:: Azura stumbles her way to her feet and dashes out of the interrogation room. She dashes through the asylum until she reaches the cell corridor.::

"Ooh, my back..."

::Says Winnie as there's a cracking sound. She hirples away.::

::Petunius stealthily opens the door and pops his head in, glancing around at the surroundings. Spotting the bed and the chair, he grimaces uncomfortably as his mind begins to imagine possible scenarios in which the restraints will come into play.::

(And something tells me there won't be any kinky bondage fun like the kind that Dante guy's probably getting right now...)

::He walks in and closes the door quietly behind himself, then notices the desk.::

(Bingo.)

::His eager hands yank at a drawer, only to be disappointed when they find that it's locked. Then he tries another. Nope. And another. Nada. Sighing, he glances around for any sign of a camera in the room and satisfied when he sees there isn't one, plots how to best go about picking said locks. He glances down at his gadget-y type watch and getting an idea, quickly takes it off. He throws it onto the floor and stamps on it once, cracking it beyond repair before picking it up again and pulling out a small bit of wire from its internal mechanism. He twists it into a suitable shape and proceeds to jiggle away at one of the locks as he attempts to pick it.::

[This is ridiculous but the lock... um, unlocks. If you open the drawer, you'll find some top secret paperwork which you better not choose to read!]

::Well that's done it. The official looking top secret papers completely have his undivided attention and Petunius automatically picks them up and begins to read. Dunn!::

AC Asylum Programme for the Mentally Infirm

1. Contents
2. Staff
3. Therapy
4. Rehabilitation

Please see seperate files for information on individual patients.

:: Lirie walks in quietly, seeing as the moo-face was engrossed with some papers. She guesses he is doing something prohibited, she closes the door behind herself, wondering why would he be sneaking around and leaving open doors around. She eyes the room, scrunching her nose, before walking over and peering over his shoulder. ::

"What'cha doing?"

::Petunius jumps and raises his arm, pulling his fingers into a fist and ready to punch the other intruder. Upon seeing it was Lirie, he groans and clutches the papers closer to his chest.::

"A little light reading. What do you want?"

:: Seeing the clenched fist, Lirie's first reaction is to step away, cringing in fright. Yeah, she really thought he would. Moment passes and she looks up, exhaling in relief. ::

"Goddamn, Pet, I know I'm annoying, but as far as this... what is with you?"

"I'm not here to chit chat. Kinda busy. Answer the question."

"Umm, what did you ask again? I was kinda distracted by the hulking fist aiming at me..."

::Petunius sighs, the little amount of patience that he has for Lirie being depleted rapidly.::

"I said what are you doing here?"

:: Lirie blinks at him owlishly, then looks down at the very spot she's standing on and back at him. ::

"Standing."

(And trying to coverse, you fucking bastard! Stop irritating me with your irritability!)

"What are you doing here?"

::Petunius rolls his eyes and looks down at the papers once more before looking back at her.::

"Fine. If you really must know, I'm looking for a way of saving all our asses. And I might have found something"

"Ooh, ooh, what?"

:: Lirie asks excitedly, peering over his shoulder at the documents. ::

"What is it?"

::Except he's facing her while holding the documents close to his chest so how she's still peering over his shoulder, I don't know. He pulls back away from her and narrows his eyes.::

"Secret type stuff. Files. I'll let you know when I find out more. In the meantime, if you have to be here, go stand by the door and keep watch for signs of anyone else."

"Do I bear an uncanny resemblance to a guard-hound and I have been cruelly deceived by everyone for the entirety of my life telling me I in fact look quite agreeable?!"

:: Lirie stomps her foot in indignation and instantly pauses, reviewing her own speech. ::

"Damn, I should lay back on the Austen consumption..."

:: Shaking her head tiredly, she does as told - stands near the door and tries to outstare it. The door wins, however. ::

::Petunius ignores whatever the hell it was that Lirie just said and places the papers down on top of the drawers, choosing instead to get to the good stuff straight away, i.e. the individual files. He rifles through the alphabetically categorised folders until he reaches one marked Kelly, Valerie and immediately opens it, proceeding to read.::

(A whole psychiatric file on Lirie. There should be enough material here to warrant a whole new fucking branch of psychology.)

Name: Valerie Kelly
Age: Twenty three
Nationality: Israeli
Vital statistics: Normal, though prone to erratic stretches.

Valerie appears strong-willed, and is very determined to have her own way. Her assertions that her various delusions are reality are frequently backed up with logic which although cannot exist in the real world, is well-founded and shows knowledge of the reality she has created for herself.

Vast amounts of therapy will be needed to correct Valerie's mental disorder.

Therapy: N/A.

(Eeek, I hope they don't have indevidual files there that the jackass is looking at... gods know he would never let me live down most of the things in there.)

:: And she still stares at the door. The door is winning, but she's not a quitter! Oh no, siree! ::

(Okay. Definitely not liking the sound of that "correct"'s tone. Hmm...)

::Curiousity getting the better of him, he pulls out his own file marked Halvarado, Petunius and begins to read that too.::

:: Getting bored with the door, Lirie tiptoes back to the desk and silently leans over to read as well. ::

"Hey, that's my name on that file! Ooh, what did it say?"

Name: Petunius Halvarado
Age: Twenty six
Nationality: American with possible close European heritage
Vital statistics: Normal

Petunius' defiance in claiming the 'magical world' exists proves to be difficult and exasperating. He has threatened violence on at least one occasion meaning he needs to be closely watched over at all times. His disturbing relationship with Valerie is one to be taken into account when he is entered into extensive therapy.

Therapy: N/A.

:: Not receiving a reply, Lirie leans in to read the file Petunius is viewing. Skimming over the lines, she frowns at the end. ::

"Who are they calling disturbing?!"

::Petunius frowns and stares at his file.::

"Extensive therapy?! The hell they will."

::He shoves both files at Lirie to read before reaching back for the AC Asylum Program For The Mentally Infirm and flips through the pages until he reaches the Therapy section, reading that while speaking to Lirie absently.::

"I believe that'd be us. You and me."

"We're not disturbing! We're perfectly normal, for hryak's sake! Well, you're normal, I'm eccentric... but still! Disturbing! Phleght..."

:: Still grumbling incohorent nonexistent words to herself, Lirie takes hold of the files andd reads them more closely. ::

"And why are they keep calling me Valerie, damn it? What a stupid, bloody, fat name..."

"It's your real name, isn't it?"

::Petunius answers back while continuing to read.::