LaurieStrode

Well, sure. Should we base it somehow differently or how? Again based from the remake? the original? A possible Alternate Universe? Any idea haha? xD it's has been more than a year already, how time flies!

(I see, I'm fine. A bit busy with stuff and all, but fine. And well, I'm not so sure anymore at how we should keep roleplaying now, you never answered back(?) XD)

(Lol? so weird to see you again, I thought you wouldn't come back at this point.
Anyway... How you doing?)

Hey.
Are you still around?

He also thought she could have had a reaction like that, and even to try and get away from him and he would had only made his grip tighter on her, so she wouldn't dare to get away... But she didn't. She didn't do that, and that was something he couldn't believe.

"... Why?" He said, wanting to know, he needed to know not only why she said that, but the reason why she had left him behind, even knowing he was her older brother and that he didn't wanted to hurt her. Michael didn't dared to turn his masked face to hers, so he only said that as he set his blue eyes at the wall in front of him.

Silence was the only thing surrounding Myers, he only kept his gaze on hers, listening to her words, her comments about wanting to leave. Seeing all that frustration, her anger because he was keeping her as a hostage in that horrid place... When she hid her face between her hands because she didn't even wanted to know what he was planning to do to her. What was that in the end? He didn't even knew, the only thing he knows is that he wanted to keep her close.

Moments later, he decided to step closer, he kneels down beside her, and sits next to her. He felt insecure enough to remove his mask in front of her again, after all, she didn't wanted him near her... But he wasn't thinking the same thing. A moment after that, and he to lift his right arm just to hug her, passing it behind her back, she could feel a soft grip on her shoulder. Then at how he softly pulled her to get closer him. He didn't wanted to hurt her, he just couldn't do that...

He walks a few steps back, and rests his back in a wall. The wall was kind of dampy taking the fact where were they, but as always, Michael didn't cared. After a moment without saying even a word, he decided to look at his sister. He wasn't sure what he should do now, he know she was his, she belonged to him, so she couldn't just go, but at the same time he was feeling bad because she didn't felt the same way towards him.

She didn't remembered him, she tried to get away, and that was the part that hurted the most. All the nostalgic memories that he had, the only thing that made him resist in that asylum, was her. The small photograph, he had lost it. He tried to look for it in the jumpsuit pockets, but it wasn't there anymore. Michael ends up realizing... The world is not worth if his sister didn't cared about him. And a deep sigh escaped from his lips behind that mask, he couldn't believe he still had these emotions inside of him, hidden between all that anger.

Michael looked at her by the corner of the eye when she said that, and then he puts her down, making her sit in the old matress. There was also an old doll, probably belonged to Laurie when she was little, but it would be weird if she could remember that. "Deal with it." Said kind of cold, as defying her. He didn't looked at her when he said that, but he was sure she knew why he had to do this, and take her down here. It was because she didn't behaved after all, wasn't it?