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**CleverFox** · March 15th, 2014, 07:43 PM

The cell that passed as a room was still unoccupied when Crevan made his way back there but he didn't care really, at this point he was hoping that if the others decided to beat him up they'd just do a good job of it. Laying on the bed because sitting wasn't an option he kept his back facing the room, his gaze focused squarely on the wall. Crevan wasn't really thinking about much of anything right now, in fact he was working on banishing his mind completely from this place, a trick that he had learned as a coping mechanism while still living with his father.

Usually it wasn't something that he did consciously but instead something his mind did to protect itself but right now Crevan was making a conscious effort to do it as he lay there with his arms wrapped around his upper body.

**KingCrowley** · March 16th, 2014, 12:56 AM

When six o'clock came round, Roy was looking forward to picking up the kid and bringing him home with him. He liked the idea of having a child to care for in a secure environment, it had to build the kid's trust a little. He stood and grabbed his coat before heading down to the room where he found Crevan laying on the bed. "Come on Crevan. Come with me." he ordered, tone soft but still demanding respect.

He wasn't going to flat out tell the kid until they were in the car.

**CleverFox** · March 16th, 2014, 01:48 AM

Crevan was still laying on his side with his back facing the room when he heard the voice calling out to him, the boy hesitating for a moment but rather than arguing he simply got to his feet and silently moved over to follow the man. He didn't say so much as a word and neither did he make eye contact or really even look at his jailer, Crevan keeping his head downcast and his eyes averted, wondering what was going on but not questioning it.

**KingCrowley** · March 16th, 2014, 03:42 PM

Roy smiled and put a hand on his shoulder, "Relax kiddo, you're not in trouble." he assured before the kid started jumping to conclusions and he lead the eleven year old down the hall and to the exit where he kept a tight grip on his arm. He walked him out of the door and got him into the car and into a booster seat since the kid was small for his age. He then got into the driver's seat beside him and child locked the doors, nice and securely. "Now Crevan." he said, turning to him.

"From now on, at night time, you're going to come with me to my house, and I'm going to bring you back here in the morning." he explained. "You'll have you're own room and no one will be able to beat you up. I'll also cook you some nice food and maybe I'll let you watch tv. But you need to behave yourself, because any naughtiness will be a trip over my knee. Alright?"

**CleverFox** · March 16th, 2014, 04:03 PM

Crevan had no idea what was even going on but after getting snapped at and lectured basically every time that he had spoken to this man he resolved that he just wasn't going to say anything. He didn't fight as he was lead out of the room though he was confused when they left the facility entirely and ended up in the parking lot, the kid confused about that one.

It wasn't until he was settled in the car, the kid fidgeting and looking decidedly unhappy because of the booster seat, that things started to become a bit clearer.

"Why would you even do that?" Crevan asked quietly when the man explained to him what was going on, the kid thinking that it was sort of stupid to make it clear that he needed to toughen up or else have the crap beaten out of him only to decide to take him away from this place not even twelve hours later.

**KingCrowley** · March 16th, 2014, 04:08 PM

Roy rolled his eyes, even now the kid was being an ungrateful brat. "You're welcome." he scoffed, not even bothering to answer his question. Was it not enough to just want to keep the kid safe and in the long run, alive? Who knew what those older boys could do to Crevan and there was no way the kid was going to be able to defend himself. He backed out of the parking lot and began driving to his home which was very secure and there was no way the boy would be able to escape.

"Anyway, what food do you like to eat? Baring in mind if you don't give me an answer or a good answer, you'll have to eat what I make you, regardless."

**CleverFox** · March 16th, 2014, 04:14 PM

All Crevan had been doing was asking a question but it was made pretty clear to him pretty fast that it was something that he couldn't do when the man just scoffed at him and said that he was welcome. AT that point the boy just sighed softly and turned away from the man, once again going back to the standby that it was just better to keep quiet since even when he wasn't being a brat he didn't get an answer to what had been a legitimate question, all he'd wanted to know was why the man was doing this.

The bit about the food just gained a shrugged of the shoulders from Crevan since he genuinely didn't care. "Long as it's not oatmeal I'll eat pretty much anything," he said quietly, his voice monotone.

**KingCrowley** · March 16th, 2014, 04:22 PM

Roy sighed and looked at him, "Look I don't want you to get beat up at night or worse okay, I'm just doing this to keep you safe." for some reason it was hard saying that to the kid and he felt like his pride was shattered a bit. Men shouldn't have to say when they care about something unless it was their wife, girlfriend, partner or child. He looked at him again when he said he would eat pretty much anything but oatmeal. "Well you're in luck then, I'm making pasta and oatmeal for dinner." he teased him a bit.

"Does spaghetti sound alright to you, kiddo?" he asked, tone softer now.

**CleverFox** · March 17th, 2014, 12:40 PM

Crevan looked at the man when he spoke up and seemed to be genuinely surprised by that one. "Seemed the opposite before, you told me I had to toughen up," he said quietly, not really trying to be argumentative but rather simply making a point since the man had said that to him. The joke that the man made just gained a wry face from Crevan, the boy really just not wanting to drag out the whole oatmeal thing, so he said quietly, "Please just don't." Once again not in a rude tone, it was more of a plaintive request.

When asked about spaghetti Crevan nodded his head since he really had meant that he would pretty much eat anything, aside from oatmeal.

**KingCrowley** · March 17th, 2014, 03:55 PM

"I know what I said kiddo, but those boys are a lot older and bigger than you are, I didn't really look at it realistically. At least you being here away from those boys will put my mind at ease for the night." Roy answered and chuckled at his response, "I won't." he wasn't sure what the kid had against Oatmeal but he wasn't going to pry. "But I run a tight ship, so you do as I say the first time, if you don't, it'll be a smack, if you continue to disobey, it'll be the full shilling." he explained.

"I want you showered and in pajamas by nine, bed time will be at half past, if you want to argue, I'll take time off." he explained and pulled up at the drive. "Now I want you to go up to your room, third door on the left, and unpack." he said, taking him by his arm into the front yard where he locked the gate and a big, grey husky came padding over, sniffing at Crevan.

"That's Balto." he smiled and scratched the dog behind the ears.