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nathaniel baker

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At exactly 5.45 in the morning the young blonde five year old had aroused himself from his sleep and crawled out of his bed. He had gone straight to the bathroom to brush his teeth to save a return trip later. He brushed clockwise three times, then left to right twice, before going anti-clockwise once and up-and-down four times. It was the same every morning. Thus making it 5.53 by the time he left the bathroom. Tottering over to his drawers he pulled out the pile of clothes he and his father had put together for today. Today's clothes consisted of a pair of denim blue jeans. There were four pockets on these jeans and on one pocket was a picture of a yellow racecar. His teeshirt was also yellow and had short sleeves. On the front was the number 51 in the colour blue.

He liked these colours so he would wear the items. His underwear consisted of blue boy-briefs with different coloured car's, only none were red or brown, and his socks were both yellow with blue car's on. He smiled to himself before slowly pulling off his "Blues Clues" pajama's - he had wanted Superman pajama's but because Superman's cape was red he refused. But anyway, once he'd stripped out of his pajamas he slowly pulled on his socks - left foot then right - before moving on to his underpants. He did all of this sitting on the floor. Then, when he was don, he stood up and picked up his yellow tee-shirt. He smiled to smiled as he silently pulled it on before finally pulling his jeans on. Once he was dressed he looked at the time once again. It was 6.04am.

He nodded to himself before moving back into the bathroom. Moving the plastic step to the sink he stood on it to make himself tall enough to look in the mirror. Checking over his hair and facial appearance he nodded before getting down and putting the plastic item back where it belongs. He giggled softly to himself before moving out of the bathroom and making his way slowly down to the canteen for breakfast. He always had breakfast at exactly 6.10 in the morning. Because most people were still asleep then so the cooks could take extra care in making sure none of his food touched. He liked it when they did that. But whenever they didn't it meant he had to go hungry. It was horrible when he did.

Hopefully today they would be nice as he entered the canteen at precisely 610 in the morning. He giggled softly to himself and moved to get his breakfast - which today consisted of two eggs, neither of them touching. He didn't mind the yolks being on the white of the eggs, since they were always like that, but he had to have the yolk hard and not runny. If it was runny then they would mix and be inedible. "Good morning Nathan." one of the cooks smiled to the boy as he came to get his plate. Nathan smiled politely at the woman. "Good morning, thank you for breakfast." he replied with a slight smile before he slowly carried the plate over to the closest table.

Setting down his plate he moved to the special shelf under everyone else's cutlery to get his special set before moving back to sit with his breakfast. For a moment he just admired it before looking at the time. 6.14. For a moment he frowned before slowly and silently eating as he thought, being careful to not let either egg touch. He thought about his father, wondering if the man was up yet as he hadn't checked upon the man. He also thought about what he was going to do that day, and whether or not he would let people talk to him. He decided he would as he'd let the cook talk to him, but only if they were nice to him. He smiled softly as he ate the white's of both the eggs, leaving only the yolks left. He stared at them for a moment before quickly eating them to.

Once he'd finished he stood up and carefully picking up his tray and cutlery he carried them back to the cook and left them to be put with the dishes and cleaned. Once he was sure the cook would get it he turned and walked out of the canteen, making his way slowly to the foyer to see if there was anything happening today that he didn't know about. After all, there was a notice board in the foyer he would often stand and read if he didn't feel like walking around. He smiled to himself as he walked into the foyer and up to the notice board. Silently he read what he could before looking up at the clock on the wall for the time. 7.24 in the morning. He smiled to himself, pleased it was still early, before beginning to think about what he wanted to do that day.

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[ALEKSEY HENDRY VASILYEV]

WHEN YOU CAN'T BREATHE
i will be there zoom into me

Aleksey was, though not to his own devices, put on a rather intense time schedule here to make him able to at least function. Yes, while he was on an IV, and yes, while he could barely move his mouth, guards all suggested that he at least be at the canteen every morning at 6 AM, so that he could eat some scrambled eggs early before people came in to mess with him. It seemed that everyone here knew that Aleksey Vasilyev was a pedophile.. and now he was a selectively brain dead one at that. Nobody really saw what went on in his room at 5 in the morning when everyone else was asleep, all they knew was that there were beautiful paintings all over Dorm number five-zero-three.

Aleksey Hendry Vasilyev considered himself a painter, and when nobody was looking, he had notebooks in his wardrobe full of notes he and Beau had written to each other over the years they were together. He didn't mind accidentally leaving them out, though he never did. In fact, Aleksey knew that from 5 to 5:45 was the only window he had to do the things normal people would do. Whenever someone was coming, and he could hear them from a mile away, his mind would shut off. He made damn sure to do that before the workers came in to take care of him.

This morning was different for Aleksey, usually the workers didn't see anyone as they wheeled him down to the canteen, but today he noticed him. Today, Aleksey, for the first time since coming here, had actually reached out to talk to someone. He was left in the foyer while the workers went for the food, leaving the boys to talk... though that may not have been the best idea.

After a small moment of hesitation and a deep inhale, Aleksey smiled at this boy. "Hello.. Am Aleksey." He wheeled himself over to the child with weak arms, looking up at the notice board, unable to read it. He never did learn how to read and write using the Latin characters, only to speak and understand basic English. They didn't think he had the brain capacity to do more when they taught him basic stuff. He gave the boy a weak smile, glancing over to see where the workers would be. He hoped they would take a little while, his mind wouldn't work around them...

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Outfit: here
Words: lazzzy
Tagged: naynay
Lyrics: zoom into me . tokio hotel
Notes:sofuckingcute
Vera's emotions: confused, excited~
Credit: RAWR?! of cautionalso known as kali of nevermore. do not remove credit.

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nathaniel baker

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Nathaniel often spent hours alone. He liked being alnoe sometimes. It meant that he didn't have to try and work out what people meant when they talked to him. Daddy had always told him that not everyone thought the same as him. At first, Nathan didn't understand, but then when he began seeing more and more people he knew what the other meant. People talked using weird phrases and unnecessary words. He didn't like it when they did that, it made people harder to understand. Then not understanding what they were saying made him feel silly because he couldn't answer their questions.

He liked honest people who spoke clearly and didn't try and confuse him. They could have a stutter or a barrier of language, but as long as they didn't say weird things then he didn't mind them. His daddy didn't like him wandering around on his own, but he wasn't allowed to sit in the therapy room with his daddy so he had to find other things to do during the day. It didn' bother him much, it meant he could plan his own day, which started at 5.45 in the morning and ended at approximately 8 o'clock at night, depending on whether his daddy remembered to take him to bed then or not.

He smiled to himself as he stood facing the notice board, having finished reading what he could on it. His brows furrowed as a sound distracted him from the time table he was making in his head. Instinctively tensed before he turned to search for the sound, it being a fairly new sound to him. He blinked when he saw Aleksey before tilting his head at the other's name. "Alek-sey? That's... Russian isn't it?" The young boy questioned, slightly curious. He hadn't talked to anyone foreign before - remember that foreign to him is anyone that wasn't born in the USA.

Seeing the smiles the other gave him he returned one as best as he could, not sure why he was smiling exactly. "I'm Nathan." He nodded, disliking to say his full name to people when he met them because sometimes they teased him for the old fashioned design of the name 'Nathaniel'. That, and he was a five year old boy, Nathan sounded more right for a boy his age. He didn't know what his parents were thinking when they named him. Instinctively he glanced to the clock, 7.29 was the time it showed.

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