OoO with Rowan (as if we didnt have enough already;))

[I Are Cat (Layla)]

Marilyn Rae Riley
16
Whenever she touches people it causes them extreme emotional and physical pain. It can even kill them



Vance Owen Herondale
19

[Fox]

Sure.

Rowan Jessalyn Ashe
19
People experience a pleasure so powerful it almost hurts when they touch me.


Samuel James Fletcher
19

[I Are Cat (Layla)]

Alright give me the setting and ill start :3

[Fox]

I guess the girl is in her cell at the asylum and she's been told she'll have a visitor. She's just waiting for them.

[I Are Cat (Layla)]

Marilyn Sat in the dark and cold. She'd been here for such a long time. She'd begun to forget little things like colors or light. All she knew was the little weeds that grew in the corner of her room. If you could even call it a room. She pulled the small dingy gray blanket she had been allowed tighter around her shoulders. Visitor, what did that word even mean anymore. People. Man. Woman. Humans. Did she fall under those categories? With her....ability as they called it. Really it was more of a horrid mutation. To never be loved, or touched, or held... It was sad. A little bit of light peeked into her room and she immediately cringed away.

[Fox]

Rowan laid in her crudely constructed cot. It was a thin straw mattress on a frame of rusty pipes. She wasn't even allowed a pillow or blanket. Too dangerous, they said. She could hurt her 'visitor.' What was a visitor, she wondered. Was it her parents, come to shame her once more and tell her how disgusting she was? Was it her 'friends' who only used her to get high from her touch? Oh well. She could do nothing. She was struck with another bout of pneumonia, and could barely drag herself out of bed. She wondered how she would interact with this 'visitor.' She tried to make sounds and letters and then words with her mouth, but they were weak. She gave a cough and started drifting to sleep.

Sam stood outside this... Miss Marilyn's door. He was standing in the most gawd awful hell hole he'd ever seen. And outside was quite bad. He couldn't wait to get this poor girl out of there. He went right in, before he could talk himself out of it. "Miss Marilyn, my name is Sam. I'm here to take you away from this awful hole."

[Fox]

//bump

[I Are Cat (Layla)]

Marilyn cringed away from the man her voice was a soft whisper. "Dont touch me, stay away." She scurried and curled up in the corner of the wall. "Please dont touch me, I dont want to hurt you." She turned her blue eyes towards the boy. She desperately wanted him to back away from her a bit. He was too close to her for his own good.

Vance knocked on the door before entering the dingy room he'd been told belonged to his little prize. She was an ultimate weapon. He had come in the hopes of convincing her to join him in order to better rule the government. She would be his new interrogator. Well assistant of course. She wouldn't be asking the questions, just causing the pain. "Miss?" He asked to the open air. It was too dark to really see anything, let alone who or what was in the room.

[Fox]

//Oh. Oops.

Rowan gave a soft croak at the boy as he walked in. "H-here... I'm here." She coughed and took a shuddering breath. "I'm sort of... sick though..." What a strange visitor, she thought. He was actually quite handsome. A shock of tidiness in the filth of her cell. She wanted desperately for him to come forward, pick her up in his arms, and kiss her. She made that thought go away. Oh no, she was a monster. She couldn't have such nice things as touching.

Sam smiled at Marilyn and held out his hands, which were protected by leather gloves. "It's safe, Marilyn. You can touch me if you'd like," he said softly. "You won't hurt me." And then he took a seat beside her, with about two feet of distance. "Tell me... Would you like to leave this cell forever? Would you like to be taken care of and live like a princess?"

[I Are Cat (Layla)]

Vance swaggered over to the source of the voice. "Tell me little sort of sick miss, would you like to leave this place? Would you like to come live with me and be treated like a princess?" He gave her a big smile.

Marilyn was still uncomfortable with touching him. Or anyone for that matter. She scooted a little farther away. Just to be safe. "I.........." She paused. Was she going to say no? Thats what she had started to say. That it would be best if he left her her. "I'd love to." those were the words that poured from her mouth next. Not words of refusal. Words of acceptance.

[Fox]

Rowan stared at this perfect specimen of humanity, suddenly feeling disappointed. "I'm hallucinating. No one is as perfectly handsome as you. I've dreamed of getting out of here so long. I made a journal and every page is filled with 'I'm not crazy.' I guess I was lying to myself. Go away. You don't exist..." She closed her eyes and sighed.

Sam turned and gave a wide smile. "Really? I'm glad. But... There are a few things. I run the government in this area, like a senator. We would hire you as an interrogator for rebel captives. Your unique power would help us extract information out of them." As he was looking her over, he thought again how such a beautiful girl could do anyone harm. And it just came out. "And you would have to marry me."

[Fox]

//bump

[I Are Cat (Layla)]

"Im sorry.....I cant hurt people...." Marilyn said pulling the blanket over her head to hide her dirty pale face. She didnt even consider the marriage. The deal was off when he had said shed have to use her curse on people. She wouldnt do it.

"Oh but I do exist. And I want to take you out of here." Vance said Patting her shoulder. For some odd reason he was able to touch her and not feel the effects of her gift. "And I want you to come work for me." He smiled at her through the tattered blanket. "I even want you to marry me."

[Fox]

//The girls power only works if she touches skin. Clothes and hair are safe to touch.

Sam pressed his lips together into a thin line and motioned to the door, and two men in HazMat suits came into the cell and picked up Marilyn. "Bring her to the car," Sam ordered. They held her tightly and started hauling her out. Sam followed. "I'm sorry, Marilyn. The world isn't going to cut you any slack because of your guilt. We've all done horrible things, but no one is babying each other because of them. It's time to grow up," he said quietly.

Rowan flinched when the man touched her and she moved against the wall. "Quit! Don't come near me!" She tried to shake her tangled jungle of hair from her face but was unsuccessful. "You're insane. I've been dreaming of escaping this place since I was sixteen, but... You want me to marry you?! You can't even get near me. If you touch me, you could go insane. My friends used me to get high, and... And I just can't! Please, leave. You're better off without me."