We're here to help. Like the interrogation room, half of the furniture here has restraints. There's a locked medical cabinet on the wall, and a large TV on one side.

:: Azura runs in and immediately wishes she hadn't. The sight of all the horrible things make her scream in shock, it reminds her of Cora. Not having time to run anywhere else she hides herself behind a piece of furniature.::

::Sister Hepzibah walks in and gently closes the door behind her.::

"Come now, Azura, it's not time for your therapy yet. We can get a little head start on it if you wish, though."

::She pauses at a machine beside the bed thing that doctors have in their practices, and turns it on. There's an electromagnetic pulse of vibrations as it begins to hum and heat up.::

"How about it?"

::The door opens again and a much friendlier-looking nun walks in.::

"Sister Hepzibah! What on earth do you think you're doing!?"

::Spinning around, Hepzibah sighs and rolls her eyes.::

"Assumpta, get out of here. One of the patients escaped and I followed her in. If there's more than one of us, she'll only get more afraid."

"I'm sure I'm not the scary one, Sister."

::Assumpta glares at Hepzibah.::

"Leave her to me, before I tell the Director."

::The nun glares. She looks around the room and sees Azura hiding. It's not hard, she picked something with legs so they can see her crouching underneath it.::

"Fine. But if you mess up, I'll be back to clean it up."

::She clicks off the machine and walks out.::

"She's in Cell 4."

"Thank you, Sister."

::The nun mutters, clearly not meaning it. She spots Azura hiding, but doesn't move to approach.::

"Hello. My name is Sister Assumpta. I'm here to help you."

:: Azura slowly looks out from her hiding place. She gives Sister Assumpta a more than wary look.::

"That is what the other one said."

"Sister Hepzibah has a... slightly harder way of going about things than I do. I will not harm you child. I will not use force on you unless necessary."

::She smiles neatly at Azura.::

"Why have you run through here? It is not time for your therapy yet."

:: Azura stays where she is, even though Assumpta seems friendly enough she's still on edge.::

"She was going to give me a sedative or some sort. I am not sick I do not need an injection of any kind."

"Okay, just stay calm."

::Assumpta says in a soothing voice.::

"Now let's see. Your therapy isn't for a while, as we're doing it in alphabetical order. Why, you're almost last. We can do it by first name if you like, then you'd be after..."

::She scans a clipboard.::

"Andrea."

:: Azura's expression hardens at the mention of Andrea.::

"No. It is okay. Although, you are more than welcome to give my therapy session as well as she is the one who should be in a place like this. Locked away where she can do no harm."

(I wonder if we are under constant supervision.)

"Well, with a mind like hers, it looks like we got to her just in time. The same goes for many of you. Still, if you behave well and take your medication, all will be well."

::She smiles.::

"Which reminds me, you haven't taken yours yet."

"I am not taking medication when there is nothing wrong with me. Especially when I do not know what it is."

:: Azura presses herself further into her little hiding place.::

"Ms. Shamshey... there's nothing to be afraid of."

::Assumpta smiles and takes a small bottle from her pocket, taking out two pills.::

"The sooner you take them, the sooner you can relax in one of our bigger rooms."

:: Despite the lure of the bigger room Azura shakes her head ademently.::

"I said no."

"I don't wish to call Sister Hepzibah back, Azura."

::She holds the pills out.::

"Please."

:: Azura bites her lip. Crazy nun. Strange pills. Crazy nun. Strange pills. Crazy nu...::

"No."

"This is your last chance before I call her back."

:: Azura squeezes her eyes shut and wills herself to disappear. It could happen! Or it would if her powers worked against the nuns.::

"No!"

::With a sigh, Sister Assumpta presses the intercom.::

"Sister Hepzibah to the Therapy Suite, please."

::She turns back and looks sadly at Azura.::

"You'll learn."

::A minute later, Hepzibah enters with a sick grin.::

"Let me guess. You couldn't handle her."

:: Azura panics at the sound of the crazed nun's voice and moves as far back as she possibly can. She tries to use her power again; the headache one this time but again it doesn't work.::

(What is going on?)

"Just get on with it."

"Fine."

::Hepzibah pulls out the needle again and walks over to Azura.::

"Don't worry, child. It won't hurt a bit."

:: Azura can't go anywhere. She's backed herself into a corner. Well. Actually she can try. And try she does. She gets to her feet and tries to scramble over what she was hiding behind. She looks like an idiot, flailng everywhere as she makes another bid for freedom.::

::Hepzibah catches Azura's flailing arm and digs the syringe in, injecting the sedative. Although this won't put you out, it'll make you incredibly slow and docile, Az. With a smile, Hepzibah pulls the needle out and drags Azura over to Assumpta.::

"There. Next time you need me, just buzz. See you in five, then."

::She leaves.::

:: Azura frowns as everyything around her seems to slow down and become fuzzy. She presses a palm into her head and shuts her eyes. When she opens her eyes everything looks just the same. Frowning she puts a hand out and grabs onto Sister Assumpta to steady herself.::

"What did... What did..."

:: She can't seem to get her brain up to speed.::

"What did she give me?"

"Just a sedative, child."

::Assumpta reaches up and opens Azura's mouth, dropping the pills in. She closes it and smiles pleasantly at the psychic.::

"Swallow, then we can go through to the big room."

:: Azura swallows the pills out of reaction rather than doing it willingly. She coughs as they take their time going down without anything to help. Swaying a little she looks at Assumpta, all of the fight having left her for now.::

"I do not need any medication..."

"Of course you do, sweetheart."

::Assumpta gently leads Azura to the recreation room.::

::Andrea darts in and stops dead in her tracks on seeing the room.::

"Oh."

::She turns around but considers that she might be being followed, so instead slinks into the room and looks for somewhere to hide. She picks the very same thingy that Azura hid behind, and copies what her friend had done not so long before.::

:: Azura sticks her head into the room and gives it a tentative scan. No. No crazed nuns in here. She steps inside and proceeds to look for Andrea, her eyes finding the place she hid in hours before.::

"Andrea, why are you being so difficult?"

::-_-::

(Stupid Look! Behind you! trick and hardly working.)

"It's not that I'm being difficult..."

::Andrea stands up so she can see Azura, and vice versa.::

"As that I really don't want to get beaten up by my best friend."

"I am not your best friend, Andrea. I am not your friend at all. The sooner you realise that the better."

"Yeah, fine."

(Turn on the charm.)

"What is this place, anyway? Look at all these freaky things."

::Andrea moves around the various instruments in the room, examining them.::

:: Azura follows Andrea around the room and finally bats her hands away from a piece of equipment.::

"Something which you should not be touching."

::Andrea pulls her hand away and quickly moves away from Azura, looking around for a camera.::

"Andrea! If you want something to give you reason to act like that then fine!"

:: And Azura swings for Andrea. Swings mighty hard.::