And when there's nowhere else to run/is there room for one more son?

[quiet_sadism]

Day: 9
Characters: Reeve Tuesti (felis-fidelus, Miles Edgeworth (

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[felis_fidelus]

[While he's not as easily rattled as before, it's still with a bit of trepidation that Reeve strides into the room-- after all, his last round with Ratched didn't go so well. Things have changed a bit since then, though. He glances around at the guards, then at Ratched, before sitting down all proper in his formal clothes.]

I'm sure we do.

[quiet_sadism]

[The smile widens slightly in recognition, and her voice becomes slightly more patronizing than it does with, say, Quatre or Sasuke.]

Mr. Tuesti. And how are we this afternoon? Well, I hope?

[felis_fidelus]

[The smile he gives her is just as patronizing, if not more so.]

I'm doing just fine.

[quiet_sadism]

Are others not? How are your friends? Mr. Edgeworth, I believe, is arriving here as well.

[quatrew]

[Quietly, with a bit of confidence, Quatre walks slowly into the room. He looks at his surroundings - the calmness the room tries to exude is pierced by a shroud of doubt and caution, one that is most definitely well-placed. It's that caution that washes over the blond as he sits in the chair next to Reeve and makes eye contact with both of them; he doesn't say a word yet as he doesn't want to give this nurse any more ammunition than his file has already provided.]

[quiet_sadism]

[Her voice is even-tempered and indifferent; Quatre is neither enemy nor friend, and so gets no real special treatment]

And Mr. Winner. Good afternoon. It's a pleasure to have you join us.

[quatrew]

[With a polite nod, Quatre acknowledges the greeting and returns it -- but with the same even temper as he received.]

Good afternoon.

[quiet_sadism]

Have you been keeping well? Your medications causing no ill side effects?

[revengeisbitter]

[He walks in late, looking incredibly grouchy as per usual. You'll not be getting any politeness out of him. He does glance at Reeve, which for him is the equivalent of a 'hey, how are you!' He sits down in one of the chairs, hands folded and brow furrowed as he glares at the nurse.]

[felis_fidelus]

[Reeve quirks a smile and nods at Sasuke, obviously a touch amused despite himself. Though he does shoot him a warning look- don't piss this lady off just yet.]

Sasuke. You look well.

[revengeisbitter]

[his eyes flicker over at the older man and he nods; he takes note of the warning look, though it remains to be seen if he'll actually take the unspoken advice]

Oh yeah, I'm great. This is just the way I wanted to spend my afternoon.

[felis_fidelus]

[It takes a visible effort from him to not laugh at that. Biting the inside of his cheek, he simply sits back and crosses his legs.]

There are far worse things to do.

[mentis_reae]

[Edgeworth, having missed the announcement due to having to deal with Daphne and Harley earlier and having been just dropped off by the aforementioned, walks in uncertainly and then hesitates, his wary expression edging towards anger and suspicion at the sight of Ratched. He sits in the last chair and glances over towards Reeve, towards Quatre, and towards Sasuke, nodding to each in turn, before fixing a glare back on the nurse.]

[felis_fidelus]

[So now the gang's all here. Reeve watches him intently, at first smiling until he sees the expression on his face. The confidence fades into worry; he leans forward slightly and silently mouths 'you OK?' at him, hopefully out of Ratched's visual range.]

[mentis_reae]

[Edgeworth looks back to Reeve and says, not even bothering to lower his voice but still only scarcely audible over his grinding teeth:]

Quite fine. Merely tired of these absurd exercises.

[felis_fidelus]

[While he arches an eyebrow at that, Reeve isn't about to call Edgeworth's bluff in front of Ratched. So, instead, leaning behind the others and keeping his voice low:]

We all are. Just bear with it as best you can.

ALLITE YA'LL, THIS IS THE THERAPY TAG. Tag under here in a take-turns fashion.

[quiet_sadism]

Now that everyone has arrived, I'd like to begin.

[she waits for various sotto-voice conversations to die down and continues]

Based upon your files, the therapies some of you have already gone through and simple observation, the doctors here have decided certain patients require group therapies focusing on a single subject.

For our group, the topic today will be families. More specifically, parents. I'd like to start with any particular memories you might have of them-- good or bad.

Would anyone like to begin? Please, don't feel shy.

[revengeisbitter]

[still deliberately being a smartass]

They're dead. Does that mean I can go now?

[mentis_reae]

[Sassiness is awesome, sure, but flippancy is not, given the topic. Plus Edgeworth wants to hate everything and everyone right now. He glares over at Sasuke.]

How helpful.

[revengeisbitter]

What's the use in talking about them? They're not coming back.