Day 53: Doctor's Office 8 (Dr. Disraeli) [Fourth Shift]

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For the short time he spent in the building, Jizabel could not overlook how the days just seemed to drag whenever he worked. Three day was hardly a complete work week, and an average of ten patients each week nowhere near a difficult amount. Perhaps it was just the atmosphere that caused the slowness, or the lack of interesting patients in the past

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[no_dont_go]

Aigis had to be dragged away from the Sun Room when she heard she had been chosen for 'therapy' after lunch. Therapy to help speed up the healing process, Nurse Cathy had told her. But Aigis knew it had to be a lie. This place didn't want her to heal. It wanted to program her into believing she was really that fake identity, Angela Cassidy, and not herself. But she was not human, not that girl, whoever she was. Aigis was sick of all the lies.

Despite having calmed a bit as the day progressed, all that went to pieces when she was pressed into the room with her therapist. She eyed the man with unconcealed contempt, keeping her back to the door and refusing to move any closer. There was even a chair waiting for her in front of his desk, but that held no temptation for her.

It was possible he was just as innocent of treachery as the normal nurses here, but she felt less inclined to give him the benefit of the doubt. There was something, something about his looks, that reminded her of someone. Someone dangerous.

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"Good afternoon to you Ms. Cassidy," the doctor greeted despite the look the young woman gave him. He'd received glares far more hateful and felt nothing towards those either. Well, all save one. "I hope your day has been pleasant so far."

Seeing her suspicion, the Doctor didn't press for her to have a seat and continued to speak as if the meeting had already begun. "My name is Doctor Jizabel Disraeli, and I will be your therapist for the day. Given that this will be our first session, please feel free to ask or tell me anything you wish."

[no_dont_go]

"Do not call me that. I am Aigis." Aigis felt like her skin was burning, even though deep inside her she felt ice cold. He wanted her to play along and act like this was a normal meeting. She could not do that. Not with a servant of the Head Doctor. She offered no reply about the status of her day, nor did she inquire after his own. He was no friend of hers and he never could be.

It surprised her to hear he was willing to let her ask anything. She felt intrigued and suspicious all at once. "If I'm allowed to ask anything, Doctor," she began, finally letting her eyes gaze about the room for once, taking in the relative tidiness of everything, "then I would like to know, what can be done to procure a meeting with the Head Doctor, Martin Landel?"

She made no secret her disgust for the man. She practically hissed out his name when she said it.

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How forward she was. Jizabel had a feeling this session could become more difficult than he'd been imagining, and his headache would not be thrilled with that.

He gave a nod to the name, consenting to it, "Miss Aigis then."

As she remained standing to question, the doctor relaxed back into his chair. If she had no intention of taking the seat then it did little for him to continue leaning forward on his desk. He could observe her better if he was comfortable. "Ah, that is the question, isn't it?" he chuckled some at her request, "I've been trying the same myself since I came. He's rather difficult to pin down."

In fact the good doctor had never once met his superior. That was part of why Jizabel had taken on the position - no hovering superior who might walk in on him at a moment's notice. His letter from the head doctor had informed him of such, and despite the desire to voice a few of his concerns, Jizabel was thankful for the situation.