Day: Backdated to a day or two back
Characters: Carrot Glace and Jiraiya
Summary: Therapy: Carrot is going to see the documentation that had him admitted here.
Status: Closed // Incomplete
Jiraiya was not looking forward to this. He had done well enough with avoiding getting caught up with any violent or serious therapies, and he'd managed to handle most of his security duties by only restraining the offender and not causing any harm. Not that he was against violence when it was necessary, but it would never be necessary here, and he didn't want to look bad or disappoint Naruto, Tsunade, or even Sasuke... And he was definitely nothing like Orochimaru.
However, now he didn't really have much choice in the matter. And while he still had no intention to physically harm the patient, he was going to upset the boy, and he'd finally be joining the ranks of all the other bastards in this clinic's payroll. He wasn't happy about it. He didn't want to do it, but in the long run, it was better that it was Jiraiya rather than anybody else. Carrot was a good kid, and he reminded Jiraiya of himself as a kid (and even as an adult). So, it was better that it was him that did this than anybody else.
If only he could have convinced the boy to stop shouting about things that he shouldn't be...
Walking down the hall, he made it to the other's cell and knocked on the door, leaning against the wall outside.
"Carrot. It's me, time to go for a walk."