[ Vanessa just keeps shaking her head at first—it's both—but then enough sense comes to her that she's aware her other costume is still on under this. So is the rest of it. Mildly encouraged and trying to keep her breath from overquickening, Vanessa will begin to glance downward with a jerk of her chin, hoping to direct his attention to where she's lifting one of her knees. There's a reason she had considered going after those women earlier. A small kitchen knife has been strapped to her inner thigh, because one is always prepared for violence. In this case, for freedom (partially).
Whatever he does, there isn't much time as the door will quickly open back up without warning. This time it's blocked by an orderly with a balding head and a face that could have looked kind if it wasn't hidden behind a shadow. The gentleness of his tone is sinister. ]
Time for your treatment, miss.
[ But he notices someone else in the room and his attention shifts with a more obviously threatening tone while he advances. From behind him, two other faceless orderlies go to grab for Vanessa. ]
Afraid visiting hours are over. You'll need to go now.
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Whatever he does, there isn't much time as the door will quickly open back up without warning. This time it's blocked by an orderly with a balding head and a face that could have looked kind if it wasn't hidden behind a shadow. The gentleness of his tone is sinister. ]
Time for your treatment, miss.
[ But he notices someone else in the room and his attention shifts with a more obviously threatening tone while he advances. From behind him, two other faceless orderlies go to grab for Vanessa. ]
Afraid visiting hours are over. You'll need to go now.