Sebastian's Patients

[hisbutlerbound]

Characters: Sebastian (hisbutlerbound), Negi (notamageiswear), Tsuzuki (amethyst_gaze), Rip huntressrip), Dr. D (deceptiondealer)
When: Week of Event: We're all Mad Here
Where: Around the Asylum Sebastian is in
Rating: PG-13ish but will update if needed. Tsuzuki thread may be triggery
Summary: Sebastian's a doctor with no memories of AD. Amusingly so, his patients are part of his past.

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Tsuzuki & Sebastian

[hisbutlerbound]

The more serious cases were always put on him but he had to admit that he didn't mind at all. It was the previous doctor's notes that drew him to this particular patient. Constant attempts on his life and yet somehow he didn't die and the moments he was awake he spoke of places and people he had met and yet didn't exist at all. A troubled and disturbed patient, but again, it suited Dr. Sebastian greatly.

So he'd venture into his room, check his restraints and his vitals, constantly visiting him throughout the week for that small chance where he would be aware of his surroundings. He was changing the IV bag when Tsuzuki started showing signs of being awake. Sebastian's fingers would move to his chest, pressing slightly as he leaned over him and listened, looking into those dull and faint eyes that might betray a look or two of his own. Then again, it could just be his eyes opening again for no reason. It often happened in his case.

"Are you awake, Mister Tsuzuki?"

[amethyst_gaze]

When had they started using his name- oh, right. He'd finally given it to them after so long of never once speaking it. This wasn't one of the voices he was used to hearing at the edge of his mind whene he did become aware of where he was again.

The stare was kept blank for a moment, used to not reacting much when any tried to see if he was aware or not, even with the pressure on his chest. Eyes soon moved upwards, not saying a word as fingers curled on the bed.

[hisbutlerbound]

He took a moment to look over his wrists at how well they were healing, taking up a chair next to him and unwrapping them, his thumb feeling over the marks on his wrists with his thumbnail. Almost like a doll, Tsuzuki was easy to move around and as much as he could, he didn't want to risk an escape or another injury.

So Tsuzuki would be kept in restraints as he tended to his wrists, lightly dabbing it with a cotton ball, "Mm, so you are somewhat. That is good progress."

[amethyst_gaze]

Progress. The only progress ever made was when he had thought he had managed to kill himself. He didn't want to exist any longer, laying on this bed with nothing out there waiting for him. That one dream he wanted fullfilled would never come.

Tsuzuki stared out that one small barred window for what he felt was a long time. Nothing could be seen from his vantage point- except for the sky.

Something clicked suddenly, from all of those times he was pushed back into awareness. Something was different, "Where," his voice cracked from disuse, having gone silent after those brief times he had spoken once awakening here again, "other doctor?" That man who always came, was always there when there was any sign of change.

Sebastian and Rip

[huntressrip]

When she woke up, Rip found herself in someplace new. During her sedation, they had moved her to an office and laid her down on a couch, the straightjacket still firmly around her and keeping her from lashing out to hurt herself or others that came near.

Whoever her doctor was now, they had their work cut out for them. Rip was quickly becoming known as one of the more violent and difficult patients since she woke up from her long sleep. So far she had refused to disbelieve her delusions, continuously claiming they were real and threatening staff with detailed ways of how she would kill them once she got loose!

[hisbutlerbound]

He had already read her file while she was sleeping. Dangerous. Bites. So it would be a challenge to keep her calm. She had a rather violent history so it seemed.

Still, it was just dellusions of what she thought she was or who she belonged to, but none of them were true. He gave a small smile, adjusting the edges of his glasses. "Hello, Miss Rip. How are you feeling today?"

[huntressrip]

Let's see if he was up to the challenge. Rip smiled at him, though it didn't reach her eyes. No those were observing his every moved.

"A new doctor already~? I must be popular. I am perfectly fine Herr Doktor.Now vhy don't you be a gute little boy und let me out of zhis uncomfortable jacket."

[hisbutlerbound]

"I rather like you in the jacket, Miss Rip." Must like the Sebastian from AD, this ones tone was relatively the same. The only thing he lacked was the memories.

"Yes, I'm afraid the last one didn't enjoy you taking a considerable chunk out of his arm."

Sebastian & Negi

[hisbutlerbound]

Busy day. Or at least he thought it was. He glanced down at the notes and waited patiently as always. During sessions he could catch up on those curious patients that always ended up in his office. The ones that wouldn't last long in other peoples' care. The violent ones and mostly children.

His next patient was Negi, a boy with delusions of being in this other place called Adstringendum. He smirks slightly at that notion. He's not sure just who started the rumor but as of late but it was amusing. At a knock, he'd turn his head and put on a false smile.

"Come in." He wasn't sure other than the picture given what he looked like now from whenever he was sent here. If Negi didn't enter willingly, he'd be pushed in. Either way, the door was locked behind him by the 'helpful' staff on the safe side of the door.

[notamageiswear]

The door opens, and Negi is forcibly shoved through it before it slams closed behind him. He stumbles barefoot across the floor for a step or two until he comes to a stop, arms folded tightly at his waist, clutching at the hospital gown he's been forced into. His hair is down, slightly dirty, with dark circles forming beneath his eyes from being forced into an irregular, unsatisfying sleep schedule.

He stands straight, but doesn't hold his head high. He looks up through his fringe at the doctor before him, not broken, but definitely on edge. And he doesn't say a word.

[hisbutlerbound]

His office is like any other but with that added comfort. His patients are always in the extreme, always with thrills added to them. Comfort helps with that, or at least he always thought. He smiles at the boy, even if slightly false and opens his hand to gesture towards the couch he can recline on if he wishes.

"Hello Mister Negi. Have a seat. Would you like a glass of water?"

[notamageiswear]

After all he's been through, the comfort is honestly a bit baffling and foreign. Negi watches him warily, keeping himself at a distance the entire time he moves towards the couch. He sits on the edge of it, but doesn't lie down, arms still across his stomach, still tightly gripping that fabric.

At the question, he simply shakes his head. He doesn't trust anything here, not even the water.

Sebastian & D- Backdated to Thursday Evening

[hisbutlerbound]

It had been a long week thus far and he was on the edges of sleep. Removing his glasses, he idly stroked the long brow of his and down his elegant nose. Amusing that he had been that way in his dreams, dressed as others had said he would be, but that was understandable. One often dreamed of what others spoke of or what was seen.

Either that or he was going mad. A good cup of tea and a chat with his incoming visitor would help.

[deceptiondealer]

Not long after the door was pushed open, a little cart being tugged in as D walked in backwards. He'd borrowed it from one of the nurses, it being so much easier to wheel tea trays than carry them while people were going back and fourth through the halls. Som of these hires could be so rude.

"Something weighing on your mind," the door clicking closed behind him, setting about preparing the tea.

[hisbutlerbound]

Spilled tea was just something he couldn't stand so he was rather glad he had chosen a tea tray on a cart. It was no wonder he was some kind of butler in his dreams. At least it would be sanatized. He had obviously looked up by now and set his glasses back onto his face, smiling a bit at the other.

"Recently, yes."

[deceptiondealer]

A cup on it's saucer was held out for him to take before D sat down with his own, legs crossed as he smoothed down that white coat properly.

"Is it about those stories so many of them have begun to tell?" Being in a whole 'nother world, taken from another and having lived completely different lives than what they led before and since coming.