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[lithiumtoxin]

[ Here you'll see an Asch. Flipping through many papers, and holding a small clipboard and pencil. He also seems to be drinking a beverage. Black Coffee, to be exact. ] Arietta, I said to get me the next pati-- What the hell. This isn't my office. [ He didn't have that much coffee to drink, did he D8? ]

[ooc; YES IT IS PSYCHOLOGIST ASCH, PLEASE DON'

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[ringthedead]

[WHY NOT! Nebby is sneaking up behind Asch] Lost?

[lithiumtoxin]

[ WOULD YOU LIKE SOME XANAX NEBBY? D8 ] ...Hm. Didn't I just see you?

[ringthedead]

[HE'D TRY AND KILL HIMSELF WITH IT] ...No? [ooh fresh meat! Even better]

[lithiumtoxin]

Do you need therapy as well? [ Take it Nebby, you need it. lD. ]

[ringthedead]

Eh?

[lithiumtoxin]

A psychologist. Someone to talk to about your problems.

[ringthedead]

A psy-whatta? ...[yea not interested in sharing problems, especially to someone who looks like Asch]

[lithiumtoxin]

P-s-y-c-h-o-l-o-g-i-s-t. Psychologist. [ GOT IT MEMORIZED? Backing away now. Kthanx. ]

[ringthedead]

All right, all right, sheesh. [placing his hands behind his head] I'm guessing you just got here by all the stuff you're saying out of that mouth.

[lithiumtoxin]

[ Takes a sip of coffee. ] What is this place?

[ringthedead]

[shrugs] Can't tell ya what or where.

[lithiumtoxin]

[ ARGH, aslkdlsk. Must. get. out. of. here. ] Hn. [ He does not sense danger coming from this one. :o. ]

[ringthedead]

...[walks forward, leaning a little towards him] And just to let you know, you might run into a lot of people with my face or yours, seeing as you thought I was the Luke you ran into earlier.

[lithiumtoxin]

[ And leaning back. ] What a strange world.

[ringthedead]

You can say that again, but it keeps things interesting.

[lithiumtoxin]

[ You get a long stare Nebby~ Geez, you look a lot like his brother, he notices. ] ....