Day 38 - Doctor's Office 3 [Dr. Kisugi] [Second Shift]
It was her first day of work in a new facility, but Dr. Makiko Kisugi wasn't feeling nervous at all. To the contrary, all she felt was a sense of anticipation, an eagerness to see what opportunities might arise in a place such as this.
She was far from home, though, and so painfully new that she'd not dare take too many liberties as yet. As little as she liked the idea, now was a time to exercise caution, to play the doctor for the sadly deluded and likely uninteresting masses until she'd established sufficient power to act.
The files she'd been given, though - some of these looked. Well. Almost interesting, if only for the fact that they all seemed to be suffering from similar delusions. They were almost all male, though, which was both disappointing and potentially a good thing; generally speaking men lacked the indefinable something that would spark her interest (and hunger), but perhaps she'd be able to amuse herself at the least. Time would tell.
Makiko tapped a button on the CD player on her desk, flipping idly through the file for her first appointment of the day as a piano concerto began to quietly play. At the sound of a rap on her office door she glanced up and called out a crisp, "Enter," to the nurse. This must be Mr. Derringer now.
She was far from home, though, and so painfully new that she'd not dare take too many liberties as yet. As little as she liked the idea, now was a time to exercise caution, to play the doctor for the sadly deluded and likely uninteresting masses until she'd established sufficient power to act.
The files she'd been given, though - some of these looked. Well. Almost interesting, if only for the fact that they all seemed to be suffering from similar delusions. They were almost all male, though, which was both disappointing and potentially a good thing; generally speaking men lacked the indefinable something that would spark her interest (and hunger), but perhaps she'd be able to amuse herself at the least. Time would tell.
Makiko tapped a button on the CD player on her desk, flipping idly through the file for her first appointment of the day as a piano concerto began to quietly play. At the sound of a rap on her office door she glanced up and called out a crisp, "Enter," to the nurse. This must be Mr. Derringer now.