The Therapy Room

Rab cannot help but laugh outwardsly. Oh what a glorious backfire.

Nicky squawks, groans and whines under his breath, but does not physically rebel.

The two sit down awkwardly.

"Well, I'm only here because Diplo —who for all intents and purposes made me his little bitch— thought I needed to work on my anger. He was right of course, so I do have a reason for being here." Rab says casually. Oh yes, he was going to blame this all on that bastard. Why not?

"And I'm here cause my sister is a slut and has been lying about me to Ki-Dameon. Who used to be my best friend." Nicky says in a bit of a grumbling voice.

Rab rolled his eyes. "Nicky, she's dating. One guy. It's almost normal for people like her."

"Well she should stop doing that because it's stupid."

edited 18th Oct '10 12:51:50 PM by A_H_R

Blade got up and walked out of the closet looking disoriented He groaned and rubbed his head. "Is the appointment over with"

he didn't sound it but this pleased him. He wasn't looking forward to spilling his guts to someone anyway.

Laura is quite egocentric woman.

"...Assistant?" She said a little annoyed. "I bet this is the fault of that bastard" She was rambling as she went to her office , that little coment sure hurt her pride. She then notices Cojiro and Zenjiro "You two, you're next, NOW!" She screamed at them. "And you, bring me some coffe." she yelled at Heather as she closed the door.

"... well, that seems to confirm the rumors" Heather coments. "While I on it, would you like somethin to drink?" She asked to Jason while she prepared the coffe.

edited 18th Oct '10 12:42:20 PM by eligram

Noriko pauses. "One second."

She walks over to Blade, who seems disoriented and woozy. Finally, he's woken up. "Yes. Your total immersion session is now over, Blade. You can rest assured you'll be living happily.."

She opens the door to the waiting room, and almost forcefully hauls him out by the arm.

"Ever.."

She slams the door closed. "After. Actually, no." A stern scowl comes on her thinly brows, and she crosses her arms. "Blade, you were the one who came here of your own accord, I presume. If you walk out on me now, frankly, it would be like you never wanted to come in the first place. Tell me, do you really want my help?"

A beat.

"I won't cajole you into saying yes, but at least.. let me know the truth."

edited 18th Oct '10 12:45:58 PM by QQQQQ

"....well I do want to get better . Not end up an alcoholic like my Dad. But I'm just not used to talking about stuff" He looked down at his feet, "and my probation officer will send me somewhere else if he doesn't think I got help"

I do want him to get a session. I just fell asleep last night and didn't have much time this morning. Also it's IC for him to be a bit reluctant about talking

edited 18th Oct '10 12:57:58 PM by JewelyJ

Cojiro and Zenjiro stand up and follow Laura to the office, if a bit unsettled by her explosive reaction.

-"What a friendly girl ain't she Cojiro"- says Zenjiro jokingly as his hands sweated little.

-"You seem nervous, would you mind telling me why?" Cojiro responded.

Zenjiro scarcthes his his messy black hair and answers -"What, uh, no, no nothing at all."

Don't think anyone specified time of day, so I'll assume evening since that works well for my guy.

In the basement, Hans, who looks to be in his twenties, was sleeping soundly. He awoke to hear a commotion upstairs - seems the clinic was busy today. So he quickly gulped some bottled blood, and then hurried up the stairs.

In the waiting room, he smiled at the assorted people, and came up to the receptionist. "Hello, I'm Hans. I'm here to assist Ms Noriko by managing the waiting room." His Austrian accent was quite noticeable. He turned to the assorted people. "Anyone want to talk to me while you wait?"

Laura sit in her chair and tried to calm herself, she was a professional after all and could't let herself seen angry while doing therapy. After she finally calmed a little down, the two boys enter

"Hi, please sit down." She said pointing to the couch. "Let me introduce myself, I'm Laura Ferrero and I will be your terapist for today sesion. Now, please start by saying your names and why are you here."

edited 18th Oct '10 1:10:44 PM by eligram

"Hi, Im Zenjiro Murakami and this is my pal Co-" Cojiro then interrupts Zenjiro abruptly.

"Cojiro Ikeda here , nice to meet you Ms. Ferrero. My friend has been feeling a little down lately and in need to sort some emotional baggage which has been interfereing with his duties at our organization. I'm here to do him company"

Which at Zenjiro inmediately responds: -"Ha, don't lie to the lady Coji, you came here to get your ego and perfectionist fits fixed didn't ya?"

-"Why you..."- Cojiro mutters in dismay.

Laura smiled, it usually takes longer for a patient to talk about their problems. "I see." She said.

"Can you tell me what work do you do for... said organization?" She asked them even though she knew she was calling for problem. The way Zenjiro talked about it, it seemed like he didn't want to get into much detail.

Cool, we got a second shrink. I didn't want to jump in while we had such a backup, but I couldn't think of a single character I've ever written who could even pretend to be a psychiatrist.

Dr Liang walks in and relaxes into the chair that Nicky just vacated. She pulls out a pack of cigarettes from her purse and taps one into her palm, asking the room in general, "Do you mind if I smoke? I get so few chances to indulge my vices."

She lights the cigarette without waiting for a response.

Both boys frowned, turned around from Laura and whispered to each other about whether or not should they tell her the truth:

-"We better not mention the whole mess to her, there might be spies from Dragonfly listening to our conversation Zenjiro. I suspect from that guy with the scar we saw earlier"-

-"I'm with you in not getting more innocents involved, but we have to tell her the truth if we want her to help us. Besides, you worry too much, I'm sure there aren't any spies in here. If this lady was a spy, we'd probably be dead soon after the door closed"-

-"You said the same thing about that other woman who turned up to be a spy and and-"-

-"Don't bring that up.."

They turn around, facing Laura as Cojiro starts to explain in a rather solemn tone:

-"Sorry about that. Please, keep what we're about to say confidential, neither our superiors nor our enemies must know about this conversation. We work as "secret agents" for the organization that, for our saftey, won't mention here.

-"So we started up by having some "encounters" with this really nasty group called Dragonfly. Dragonfly kidnapped Coji's mom and dad and I can't get back home, If I did, they'd probably follow me and murder them".

Zenjiro lets out a melancholic sigh soon after bringing his family up to the conversation.

edited 18th Oct '10 3:01:12 PM by heartlessmushroom

Nicky and Rab awkwardly shuffle out of the room, not entirely sure what to do, quietly arguing with themselves on what is proper, what is smart and what is neither.

Sorries for the long wait. I had classes. Damn, this is what happens on the interm — now I know why counselling is a Full-Time job.

As Nicky and Rab tiptoe out behind, Noriko's heart palpitates — the surging stress of this job ailing her nerves. Her hands do not shake though. This may or may not be something desirable, for she subconsciously wishes that they can all see her as a person — a person who wants to help others out of selfish want of a redemption that will likely never come.

"Oh.." her quivering voice utters, before she bites her lip to shut her mouth.

She has to talk with Blade first. (Live in the now!) Yes. Talk.. flap those lips of hers and make sensible words. But even that simple process seems farther and farther from her capacity.

"So— sorry," Noriko says. "It's— it's alright to be.. afrai— nervous, Blade. You don't have to talk about it straightly, if it makes you feel uncomfortable." She tries all her best not to mind Nicky and Rab edging closer to the exit, even though it's drawing the attention of those waiting.

She pauses for a bit — remembering this long-remembered tradition that the pen is mightier than the sword. So she fumbles out her notepad and pen from her pockets, and hands it over to Blade.

"Listen. Maybe you can't say it. But if you feel like it, write how you feel down here. Not right now, I'm not saying that, but when you feel your calmest. That point, you can open yourself up, and share what you have, and show it to me later. Maybe not today, maybe not this week.. but sometime. Capiche?"

Then Noriko turns, to say something (wait, come back) to Nicky and Rab. But they've gone already.

So all she can say to the waiting room is, "Who's up next?"

edited 18th Oct '10 4:00:32 PM by QQQQQ

Rab pauses in the hallway to smirk and take a few steps backwards. "Oh sure, now you're open." If he hadn't been warned about cursing, calling her a bint would have been quite cathartic.

"You know that they won't let us back till we actually follow through." Nicky says in a sighing voice.

"Yeah. But we can wait a bit longer. Watch some TV. Ever have pizza before Nicky?" Rab says offhandedly as he looks down the hallway.

It was not like he had any money. But money was not too important of a need in getting a pizza.

Tad confused here, should I step back and let someone else have a turn or what?

edited 18th Oct '10 4:02:34 PM by A_H_R

Hmm, I believe it'll make a goodly dramatic conflict if Nicky and Rab comes back out of spite. Up to your imagination.

edited 18th Oct '10 4:08:47 PM by QQQQQ

I hope this is what you meant...

Rab is about to turn and leave when he feels something stopping him. Oh no way...

The color drains out of his face and he rolls up his sleeve where there are several odd interconnecting tattoos. One of them is glowing a dull red, leaving a burning sensation on the older man.

"I am going to murder you Diplo." He mutters fiercely.

"OW WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" Nicky cries out in a far more dramatic fashion as he rolls up his sleeve to reveal similar looking tattoos.

"C'mon shortfuse." Rab hisses, forcefully grabbing Nicky by the ear. "We have an appointment with a certaint buntlike cint."

edited 18th Oct '10 4:22:36 PM by A_H_R

He nodded and took the pen and notepad "a-allright. and I'm sorry" He put them in his pockets. "and I will come back. I will" He offered a weak smile to her as he went on his way.

What do I do?

"Huh" That's all she could say for the moment, she was surprised they would tell her that easely something like that. This was dangerous indeed.

"Well, I'm kind of glad to hear you're good people. I was expecting the worst." She finally said while sighing in relief. "Don't worry, as a proffesional I can say this will keep between us." She assured them.

"Now, I find this strange, given the situation, Shouldn't be you who would be feeling down, Cojiro? Yet you said that Zenjiro was the one. Why is that?"

Anything!

It's always a little heartwrenching to see a patient go. You meet them, get to know them like friends, and help them out.. all in the space of 50 minutes. And then they leave and you move on to the next stranger.

Noriko tries a tap dance on a whim to lighten the mood — but her high heels don't allow for much a tap dancing. They don't even sound clackity good on the linoleum floor.

Then she stops. Hears a familiar rabble from down the hallway. Is that.. who she thinks it is?

Rab and Nicky have come back; they're scratching at their arms, their strangely tattooed arms. Noriko pauses, eyeballing them, assessing the situation and wondering what has gotten into their minds.

"Yes?" Noriko finally says. "What do you fellows want now? If it's another session with me, you're going to have to wait in line like everyone else. I'm getting tired of never coming to the bottom of things.." (Especially when they fall asleep on you in the first five minutes.)

edited 18th Oct '10 4:29:06 PM by QQQQQ

"Fine." Rab snarls, and sits down promptly. Man, if he had known they were going to wait this long, he would have gone and bought some iced coffee and some ciggarettes. You couldn't get that crap back home. And Nicky...well, he could just buy the boy some pop rocks, and he would be a cheerful little woodchuck for the rest of the day.

"This is all your fault Rab." Nicky says fiercely, sticking his tongue out at him. "Nyeh."

"Shut up, sit down, watch the TV."

Rob peered in. "I think I'm next. Can I come in?"

Noriko nods to the man. "Sure. If you would follow me into the room."

She struts over into that cozy haven again, where she sniffs the lavender once more with feeling (gosh, it's like Opium.) to quell herself.

Then she sits down at the desk chair, shifting herself to seat comfortable.

"You can have a seat over at one of these two stools there—" she notions at the wooden seats in front of her desk. "What's your name, sonny?"

She licks her lips, almost seductively, but not overtly enough for him to notice firsthand. Then she leans in closer, her arms folded, her eyes attentive to every gesture — her ears ready on listening to his words.

edited 18th Oct '10 4:50:28 PM by QQQQQ

Rob walked in and sat in the wooden chair. "My name is Rob Roams."