i'm not the one who's so far away, when i feel the snakebite enter my veins;

[biochong]

Day: Backdated to day 25
Characters: Dr. Suchong (biochong), Nurse Elle Driver (l_g_californiae), Nurse Cameron Phillips (thats_tight), Hige (hunting_sausage)
Summary: Training Hige to feel sick at the sound of his lover's voice and to accept only staff-provided food. Quit eating kittens, that's freaking gross. And stop tossing Saucegay's salad while you're at it.
DAY/NIGHT & Time: Afternoon,

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[l_g_californiae]

Elle was usually not one for firsts. As much as she would deny it, she really sis appreciate routine. It wasn't her fault, she just liked then things worked. And yet for the first time since she's been here, she had a new roommate. It's not like Elle was at all surprised when Bishop got her pretty little self deported, but it was more than inconvenient. The three blondes had settled into a system that benefited all of them, and they went well together. And now that dynamic was interrupted

[thats_tight]

It wasn't her first therapy, but she supposed it might as well have been. It was her first therapy that had any sort of outside structure applied to it -- Suchong was a doctor and so she didn't have to think about regimenting the therapy session herself.

She was very good at taking orders. Cameron had observed and memorized the conversation with Elle and this one's concerned friends; hopefully it wouldn't cause any problems now. She stepped into the door first, more than happy to take the possibility of an attack on rather than Elle. After all, she was more durable and her reflexes were going to be an asset in restraining Hige quickly if he did decide not to come quietly. She had no qualms with dragging him if it became necessary.

"Yes. Please comply." Cameron appreciated that Elle was willing to give her a chance and had thusfar been accommodating while she'd adjusted to her living conditions.

She scanned the room as she crossed inside, hoping to catch sight of Hige so that they could escort him to the therapy room quickly.

[apathywolf]

Things weren't any better than they were when his therapy was first announced by the one-eyed nurse, but Hige was feeling a little better about it now than he was then. Sure he was still afraid... Terrified, honestly. However, he'd had Sasuke, and that made things infinitely better, yet at the same time even worse. Now more than ever, he didn't want to leave the other into what could be an early death that he no longer wanted

[thats_tight]

Cameron had only assumed that he was going to resist because of the interactions over the intercoms, and was pleased that he was standing in the middle of the cell. She nodded for Elle to take the lead -- she would take the rear and stay close enough to Hige that if they needed to restrain him during the walk she'd have a good angle to do so from

[biochong]

"Good," said Dr. Suchong, glancing over to catch sight of the boy. This was Hige: a scrawny thing with a whole mess of unruly hair and blinking, cheerful eyes. Cooperating with the nurses, it appeared. They would see how long that cooperation held out. Suchong didn't especially trust it.

"One of you, put boy in chair and strap him in. Remove his collar. Switch with this." He held up a different collar, sinister somehow in the unprepossessing simplicity of it, the glint of metal off the shock box. "Whichever girl not working on the boy, I want you installing this on his old collar."

He gestured to the table near him, where a large, mysterious metal band was laid out. Hige's collar had a similar long metal band, which Suchong wanted replaced while the therapy took place. He didn't care which girl did what.