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[onesoulintwo]

Day: Day 65
Characters: Altair ibn La-Ahad (birdperch), Graham Spector (asad_sadstory), Hush (onesoulintwo), Kaito Sai (mimickedly), Kanda Yuu (lotusofsteel).
Summary: Hush has whipped up a batch of an old friend's fear medicine. Now he just needs some guinea pigs to try it...
DAY/NIGHT & Time: DAY, during first rec. block.
Status: Closed/Incomplete.

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[birdperch]

Therapies had so far proven themselves to be more stressful than helpful as the doctors claimed, and this one felt even less promising than the rest. Altaïr had a fairly good sense of intuition-- for some reason, the closer he was brought to the therapy area, the heavier his arms and legs felt. Anxiety. It was strange, feeling it to this degree.

Immediately after be was pushed in to the room by his guards, he took account of the surroundings. Not just the doctor (bandaged...?) and two patients; also the furniture. Or lack thereof, in this case. There was nothing to climb on, nothing to leap over, nothing to use as a distraction or an obstacle. It was less than comforting.

Unnerved and distrustful, Altaïr stood stone-still a few feet away from his fellow patients, head angled slightly downwards and weight subtly shifting in a way that would allow for an easy dart away from any sudden threat. Altaïr was unsure why he was as tense and jumpy as he was, but he was positive it had something to do with Hush himself. There was no doubt in his mind that the man would be as vivid of a red as fresh blood, had his "vision" still been functional...