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timisnotme

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Dec 03, 2010 21:04

Tim woke slowly, he was not a morning person and the bright lights buzzing above his head were not helping him get his much needed rest. Cracking one eye open he surveyed the scene around him. He wasn't in his room anymore. Soft white walls reflected the harsh florescent lights above him, a tiny barred window demeaningly showed the sky outside ( Read more... )

c: elle driver, get me the fuck out of here, asylum!event, where is my jacket?, c: alex, all work and no play

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[HIGH-TECH YELLING THROUGH THE WALL TECHNOLOGY] defiant_eye December 4 2010, 05:09:48 UTC

That you, Timmy?

[best neighbor ever] timisnotme December 4 2010, 05:11:27 UTC

Wh--

*He twists around to try and look behind him, as if he could magically see her through the wall.*

The hell? What is going on?

[ She also wants to borrow some sugar and a chainsaw later ] defiant_eye December 4 2010, 05:23:20 UTC

[ We will spare you the capslock, but assume that at least her end of the conversation is suitably yelled. ]

How the fuck am I supposed to know, I'm--

[ A metallic noise, similar to, oh say, angry pulling on wrist restraints. ]

--a little tied up here.

[he's fresh out of sugar. How about some knives and bullet casings?] timisnotme December 4 2010, 05:24:56 UTC

You too?

Didn't we already have this event? Fucking A..

*Have some assorted scuffling noises while he tries to twist out of the restraints.*

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hey bro are you happy to see me 40410 December 4 2010, 10:14:25 UTC

Dr. Kralie's sort of been thrown in at the deep end with this patient. Multiple personalities, unconfirmed murders... Things always seem to conspire against him, don't they? At least the guy - he's guessing Tim, from the pronouns - isn't going to be jumping out of bed on the attack any time soon.

Well, he hasn't faltered in the sessions yet and he's not about to just because the patient is angry. Someone somewhere is probably watching and marking him on this.

Alex steps into the room in fairly normal clothes, and without an off-putting clipboard or notebook, because patient-doctor rapport is an important and sometimes fragile thing. But don't think he doesn't have a way of recording the conversation, because he is after all your psychiatrist.

"Hi, Tim."

He says it levelly. Then he smiles.

I'm suddenly suspicious about this script rewrite session.... timisnotme December 4 2010, 10:39:03 UTC

"Alex?

The hell is going on? Get me the fuck out of here!"

While he won't win any patient of the year awards he's not actively thrashing around anymore. So thats a bonus. However his current state of calm is based entirely on the fact that he thinks his sorta-friend Alex has come to rescue him. Not come to tell him how crazy he is.

~smile~ I'm sure we can change your mind. 40410 December 4 2010, 20:44:57 UTC

Lack of thrashing is good. Not knowing what's going on? Not so much, and so the smile fades. He hopes that's just confusion and not something as serious as real memory loss. 'Cause that just makes him recall that DID tends to manifest as more than two personalities, and wouldn't it just suck if a third was splintering off?

No, that's a bit too pessimistic. The guy responded to 'Tim', after all. Alex'll find out what his question was about.

"Therapy is what's going on."

He closes the door.

"Your ribs feeling any better?"

timisnotme December 4 2010, 22:15:54 UTC

Th-Therapy?

You're a therapist?

You?

*Don't mind him. He thinks this is uproariously funny. Funnier than it really is. His insane laughter has a decidedly hopeless ring to it.*

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