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[rrrrrrrrapetime]

Title: How the Nurse Has Fallen
Characters: Mao, OPEN
Location: Day Room
Rating: PG-13, probably
Summary: It's Mao's first day as a patient...and he's forced into group therapy.
Day/Time: Day 69. GROUP THERAPY, YOU GUYS!

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[deanrocksnrolls]

Dean didn't plan on going to the group therapy at first, in fact, he was trying to find a way to ditch it. But then it hit him, being in the room with all of those patients would be like watching an episode of Jerry Springer. It would be entertaining, and maybe he would be able to contribute to the future disaster.

He entered the Day Room and looked around. There was only one guy in there, so he must have been early. His gaze wasn't on the man though, it was on the nurse; scanning her body. Not bad, though he'd seen hotter staff around.

Dean sat in one of the chair and waited patiently for the room to fill up.

[presentkindness]

Belldandy walked into the Day Room, carrying a basket with snacks and lemonade. Just because it was a group therapy didn't mean the patients didn't deserve a treat. "Only two so far? Hopefully more will come." She commented as she looked between Dean and Mao and his nurse. She took a seat. "Well, I'm Belldandy. The therapist for this session."

[grumpybelts]

She'd been asked to sit in on group therapy today because the lunatic nurse she'd help detain was now formally a patient and the odds that he'd try something ridiculous were high. Paine had a syringe filled with extra sedative just in case he tried.

But she didn't pay much attention to Mao at first. Instead, after she walked in, she stood behind Dean and leaned down to whisper to him, "You can use my phone after this is done with."

[deanrocksnrolls]

Dean looked up at her and smiled.
"Thanks." He whispered back before turning his attention back to the group. Now he wished he could just call his brother, Sam was probably a mess without him there. Hunting alone was a hard job and Dean had more experience in that field then his little brother.

One of the things that bothered him the most though was his car. He didn't know what had happened to the Impala, if Sam had ended up with it or if it had been destroyed by the government. But either way, he was unhappy about it.

The former hunter sighed heavily. Now if only this group therapy thing would be over with. He looked up at Belldandy, then around the rest of the room before grinning.
"I'm Dean, and I'm an addict." He said loud enough for everyone to hear. Then he watched to see who heard it at all.

[wtf_notinthecar]

Some nurse told him he had to go to Group Therapy.

But he really wasn't feeling up to it. The full brunt of reality had just smacked him in the face earlier today, and he really didn't want to do anything. His own father sent him to a crazy house! How could his own father think there was something so wrong with him that he needed to be here?

And he was actually in a place full of crazy people. These weren't the actors of those crazy people from the movie, no--they were the real deal. Danny was sealed in a crazy house full of...well, crazies. He felt awkward, exposed, alone...how could he ever adapt to this place? Or make friends, for that matter?

He slammed himself into a chair, almost falling over backwards on it with the force, and slumped over, face buried in his hands.

[sci_fi_horror]

Dani wasn't sure if group therapy would be good for her. She couldn't say a lot of her problems, but she decided she might as well check it out.

Seeing DANNY there was a surprise. She didn't say anything to him. Yet, anyway, but she did move to a seat nearby, making sure to keep an eye on him.

[wtf_notinthecar]

He caught a glimpse of messy black hair, similar to his own. Which meant only one thing--it was that kid again. Ugh, maybe if he was lucky she left the magazines back in the library this time.

Looking through a small opening between his fingers, he glanced at her. "What do you want now?" he said weakly, his tone flat.

[sci_fi_horror]

"I already told you I have mental problems. I'm here for therapy." Dani said simply. "So I can get along in the real world like I should have been able to before."

[sawanai]

He didn't know why he felt nervous about today's group therapy. It couldn't be worse than any of the others, right? Hisoka took a slow breath, stepped into the room, and looked around for a seat away from some of the others.

The teen had pulled a sweater on despite earlier being brave enough to bare his arms. One act of bravery for the day was plenty! When he noticed that Belldandy was the person running today's session, he smiled a little.

[hitsuzenwoman]

Yuuko didn't often come to therapy. It was a whim she decided too today. There was also the reason of Hisoka wasn't in his room or the library, so he might be in the Day Room. She still had a present to give him.

And she was quite pleased to see him in the Day Room. Not only that, she knew she saw him SMILING! "Hisoka-kun is so cute when he smiles!" Yuuko declared after having rushed over to him, letting him register she was there before she hugged him. No reason to give him reason to be terrified if he knew she was there.

[sawanai]

He hadn't expected to see Yuuko here. On the few occasions he'd shown up before, she hadn't been here at all. But Hisoka was glad to see her today. Talking to her since he'd been back only helped him so much. Being near her was a bigger help.

Hisoka's smile grew as he returned the hug. "Hopefully I'll have more reasons to smile now that I'm not going anywhere."

[hitsuzenwoman]

Yuuko beamed. "Well, why don't we help that more?" She asked, moving back, staying kneeled in front of him as she pulled a brightly wrapped lump from a sort of hidden pocket in her kimono, holding it out to him. "Happy belated birthday." She said. She couldn't often give out gifts, but she figured she'd either be paid back when it was her birthday, or she added an hour to his service time for his wish.

[paranoidbat]

Keiichi was tere for two reasons. One, group therapy might help. So he decided to check it out. Two, Belldandy was supposedly the therapist and he wanted a chance to check her out a bit more. He felt just calm enough to come with just his gloves on. And if he did stress and start to claw at his neck even with the gloves...well, there should be plenty of sedative in the room, right? So he took his seat and waited for the therapy to begin.

[sawanai]

After calming down a little, Hisoka looked over at Keiichi nervously. Why did he have gloves on, and what were those marks all over his arms? Satoko had said he was nice, but he couldn't help but be nervous. With one arm wrapped tightly around the Mokona, he waved with the other. So far, he'd ended up talking to only nice people here. He could hope this would go well.

[paranoidbat]

Keiichi looked up at the wave and saw a boy. One who was next to Yuuko. Was this the kid called...Hisoka, wasn't it?

Keiichi smiled friendly and waved, moving over to a closer seat to the two. "Hey. I'm Keiichi. Nice to meet you an nice to see you again, Yuuko-san."

Yuuko smiled. Keiichi was a good boy at heart, though he seemed a little tense. She'd have to be wary. "Good to see you again as well, Keiichi. Hisoka, this is Keiichi. A friend of Satoko's."

[sawanai]

He managed a small smile at Keiichi when the other boy moved closer to them. Yuuko knew him, so he couldn't be too bad of a person. "Nice to meet you, Keiichi-san." Hisoka spoke politely out of habit.

[404maple_syrup]

Steve walked into the Day Room, an angry look on his face. He didn't sit down right away, instead scanning the faces of all the patients. His crystal gaze landed on Alfred and he felt his stomach tighten.

He wanted to just leave the room, but he realized how cowardly of him that would be. He'd done enough running away from his problems in his lifetime.

The redhead sighed heavily and walked over to the chair beside Alfred. He then sat down rather stiffly, his jaw clenched. He wanted to say something but he was hurt, and if he opened his mouth he would probably start crying.
He was unsure of what to do period, he didn't want to have another Claire situation. It seemed that any time he got close to anybody his heart got broken, and it sure as hell felt like the process was just repeating itself with Alfred.

[404maple_syrup]

Steve almost jumped at that. He could feel the tears threatening to spill out, and his knuckles were turning white from clenching his fist too hard.
"I...I'm sorry. I-I...can leave if you want..."The redhead choked out, his voice shaky. He was still pissed at the blonde, but he was more hurt then anything. He understood Alfred's attatchment to Alexia, and he couldn't dictate how Alfred felt. But what he'd said hurt. Alot.