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[worldentire]

[Calling Dr. Sinclair! Calling Dr. Sinclair! This is an V is extremely lazy all characters welcome post to thread with the one, the only Dr. Augustus Sinclair, wearing his suspenders, his gray pleated pants, his white shirt and red tie and a lab-coat, complete with clipboard! Threads can be with patients or with doctors/interns alike

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[reckless_eagle]

[Having been escorted into his office for some doctorly guidance:]

So like. What am I stuck here for?

[So not amused B|]

[worldentire]

[siiiigh. He puts his hand on his waist and raises an eyebrow, regarding Poland through carefully patient eyes.]

We've been over this, Mister Polskie, time and time again. What've I told you before?

HAHAHA THAT ICON. Also, I will pretend you said "Mrs. Lorinaitis", since that'd be his name here.

[reckless_eagle]

[He puts one hand on his fluffy-skirted hip and rolls his eyes]

Ummmm, no clue, because we all just got here earlier today. Duh.

XDDDD also, FUCK I'M SO SORRY ;~; it was only just pointed out to me there's a list of illnesses

[worldentire]

[A very slow, patient sigh. Sinclair waves a hand at the chair before his desk.]

Go ahead and sit, alright? Now, you know you're here for a reason. [His is the metered tone of one who's done this about a thousand times before.] You're here t'sort through the different realities that you're goin' through in that head'a yours.

*laughs* It's fine <3 And it's good that you found the list :3

[reckless_eagle]

[Poland seats himself, rather huffily.]

Like, what's that even supposed to mean?

<33 XD''

[worldentire]

[He cocks his head slightly and folds his hands on his desk.]

Where're you from?

[reckless_eagle]

I'm Poland. Like, south of the Baltic Sea, east of the Holy Roman Empire, west of Lithuania.

[His papers say he's from SoCal, though.]

[worldentire]

Poland. [His voice is flat.] I asked you where you're from. Doesn't it strike you a little odd you said "I am Poland" instead've "I am from Poland"? [Shifting, he sighs again.] Not t'mention, you're not from Poland at all. I'm not even sure you've ever been there. [He crosses his arms and leans back in his chair.] This is just one'a the delusions you're here t'treat.

[reckless_eagle]

Ohhhhmigod, didn't we like, go over this? I'm not just from Poland, It's like, who I am! Where else would I be from?

[worldentire]

Southern California. [His voice is low and he purses his lips.] No one can be a nation. It's impossible.

[reckless_eagle]

Like, how is it impossible? It's obviously not.

[worldentire]

[Sinclair shakes his head sadly.] I'm sorry, son, but you've got t'work past this. I guess we'll have t'start that therapy session again, huh?

[reckless_eagle]

...Look, I'll like, try, but I don't know, man. And it's just for Liet, okay?

[And... for the kids, apparently ._. If he is actually delusional, that means that in all odds, there are two adorable kids who won't get their mommy back until he's better, so, uh. He's... He thinks you're wrong, but he'll try.]

[worldentire]

It's not so bad. You did just fine last time around, you'll do just fine again. As many times's it takes. [A short smile.]

[reckless_eagle]

I don't, um...

[Aaaaaand here comes the social anxiety!]

I like, don't remember "last time".

[worldentire]

... No? [He looks surprised for a moment, and then sighs.] Nothin' at all?