Somebody [TTW with Dean]

Dean wasn't sure, but he thought he could hear sobbing. Strange. Getting up, he walked around the room silently, trying to judge where it came from. Realizing it was behind one of the walls, he tapped it gently with the back of his fingers, trying to not be too loud. Whoever was sobbing probably wouldn't like to have an angry neighbor loudly tapping the wall, as if to shut them up. He kept tapping in an arrhythmical manner, so as to make the other person realize they weren't alone. Maybe it'd help, Dean didn't know. He'd not talk until he was spoken to though, he had to know what he was dealing with before speaking. 

For a moment the girl stopped sobbing and listened intently. Knock. Knock-knock-knock. Knock. Her eyes winded, when she realised, that the pattern of knocks meant that somebody was trying to contact her. With her heart fluttering from fear and adrenaline, she sat down hugging her knees and leaned to the wall, not daring to make any noise. KNOCK! The sound was so loud and so sudden, that Lany almost fell back on the floor. However, she plucked up courage, and, still sitting on the foor, made herself comfortable again. Lanying was afraid to speak outloud first. Insted, she knocked on the wall as well, trying to repeat starnger's knoking pattern,... Knock. Knock-knock-knock. Knock-knock.

When the sobbing stopped, he kept knocking tentatively. Was that person still there? He stopped knocking for a while and put his ear to the wall. That's when the other side knocked back, and Dean winced in reflex, pulling his head back. They knocked back? Dean smiled at this. He had hoped to get a verbal response, but that was obviously not to come first. He just had to start it himself then. 

"Knock Knock." He said, making sure to raise his voice loud enough to bear through the wall.

If she was a cat, she'd have bounced straight up to the ceiling in sheer fear. Behind that wall,.. There was another male being!! Judging by his voice it was a full grown up men as well as the one who was snoring in the bedroom. Lany issued a moan of despair and bit her lip, not knowing if she should answer or not. After an akward moment of silence the girl finally decided to reply.

"W-who's there?" the girl said, trying to speak louder then she usually did, her voice shaking.

The meek answer made Dean smile. Probably a woman, or a very scared man, but probably a woman. She had answered his attempt a silly joke, so he'd have to continue. He knew it wouldn't be funny, but maybe it'd cause a short chuckle. If anything, probably get to cheer up.

"Gray." Was the only answer he gave, smiling anticipatory.

Lany wiped her teary eyes and gave a shy smile. It was funny, because she truly wanted to know who is behind this wall. She wasn't exepting that the guy will turn their conversation in one of this jokes. However, she kinda liked those silly childish games she played with her relatives a long time ago. Her mother said that they are stupid, as well as those kids,.. Maybe she was right. Lany gave a sigh. Mommy was always right. Then the girl quickly looked around the bathroom and shrugged her shoulders a little. "Well mommy is not here, so why don't we continue this silly conversation," she thought and smiled a bit wider.

"Gray who?" she asked the man in more calm and even friendly tone of voice.

Dean noted that the voice seemed a tad more certain, perhaps even happier. That was good, she was cheering up. He didn't really know why he bothered doing this, but he didn't regret doing so. He braced himself as he delivered the punchline. It was more like a jab really, but hopefully it'd bring a smile.

"Gray. Dean Gray." he said, with his best Bond Impression he could muster. It ended up being a weird mix between Sean Connery and Pierce Brosnan, then again, imitation wasn't his strong suit.

Even if mimicking voices was not one of Dean's many talents, the girl couldn't resist and giggled delightfully. Her laugh echoed from the walls of the bathroom, making her voice louder.

The girl gasped and gave a squeak, her voice slighly higher than normal. She neeeded to be quite. The man in the room could be more dangerous to her, than the man behind the wall. Especially now Dean didn't seem scary... He was funny. "Sorry," she apologized to the man behind the wall and smiled. "I shouldn't have cried that loud... My name is Lany," she said and smiled again, her voice becoming more friendly and her face slowly relaxing.

When Lany laughed, Dean couldn't help but smile. At least she was cheered up now. She could be devastated later when she'd be entering any of the sick games their captor had a tendency to start. Usually he'd be curious as to why someone were so sad to cry, but with how everything was around here, he didn't really wonder why. It wouldn't hurt to ask though.

"Well Lany, Nice to meet you, even if there's a wall between us. Feeling better now?"

Lany leaned closer to the wall, placing her head on her knees, her hair falling over her shoulder and touching the floor. "Yes, I do," she smiled and played with the ends of her curly black hair. "Thank you," she added and glanced on the wall quickly. She wondered how did "the man behind the wall" looked like... "The man in the room" was very handsome, but at the same time... He was so big, so muscular, so able to fight and destroy! Possible outcomes drove Lany's mind crazy! What if he was a killer and he would rape and murder her, when he finally woke up!?

The girl started to feel worried again. "Dean," she called him, afraid that he already left her, "W-Were are we? Are you in the locked room as well?"

Dean was happy to hear that his joke had helped. She suddenly switched to an uncertain tone right afterwards though, asking about where we were, and if he was also in a locked room. He wasn't sure if he should tell her how long he'd been here, or if this was something she'd get to know later. He opted for the latter.

"Honestly, I've no idea where we are. I've seen the outside once since I got here, and it seemed like regular northern clime, like the US or the North of Europa, so anywhere on the northern hemisphere is a fair guess. I'm in a locked room too, yeah. This is one of a couple I've been switched between, each time having different roommates. So if you don't like yours you won't have to stay with them too long." He said, hoping that he'd answered that decently. "Anything else you want to know?" He added, sitting down by the wall.

The girl bit her lip again, not sure, if she should tell Dean how did she feel and what was happening to her for the last few hours. What if he was a killer too? What if he just played with with her, like a cat plays with it's prey, and the moment when she'd fully trust him, he'd enter the room and murder her!.. and then they both, he and her rommate would rape her dead body. Lany shoock her head, driving those crazy thoughts away. Dead wasn't the bad guy! Yes, mommy told her that all men are pigs and that are no good men left, but Dead wasn't a pig! His voice reminded her more of a cat...

So, finally, she decided to be honest with him, because actually nothing special hasn't happened with her yet. First she got scared of her long-haired rommate. Then she cried and got in the bathroom... and then she cried again. Dean said that he was he was outside and something about room switches... Lany's face lit when she heard that her "bodybuilder" rommate will be gone soon. "To be honest, yes, I don't like my rommate.. I'm afraid to get out of the bathroom," she said and hugged her knees even more tightly. "For how long should I wait till the switch?" she asked curiously, "Can I... Can I get roomed with you?"

She was afraid of her roommate? Dean had yet to see anyone who'd be that frightening. Well, apart from that Ruber guy who pulled his nail out during one of the games, but other than him they all seemed decent folk. More or less. 

"Don't worry, whoever you're roomed with won't harm you." Dean said reassuringly. "And even if he did, he'd be punished accordingly." he added, after a pause. "However, you're sadly going to have to wait a while. We just switched rooms, and without being certain, I'd guess that it's about three to four weeks time till next room switch. Our food is the same each week, so you'll learn the days by that, however you might lose some meals now and then." Dean thought of how the games usually made you lose two meals, three if you were unlucky. Hopefully she wouldn't have to face anything like that just yet. "Unfortunately, I don't choose who is roomed with who. That's what our captor does. I've no idea what she uses to determine it, if it's blind luck or some special agenda, but statistically you're probably not going to get roomed with me." Realizing that it sounded very grim, he added: "Though there are many other kind people here, so you'll probably get someone decent no matter what." 

Stretching, Dean put his entire back towards the wall. He had somehow come to terms with this situation. It was weird. He might be dead two days from now, or he might be alive. He didn't know. He'd at least try to make sure as many people came out alive, and sadly, he'd have to trust people for that. "I'm flattered that you'd want to share a room with me though. Do I not scare you like that other person? I might be a huge bulky ginger with no nail and a crazy eye." He said, and chuckled slightly.