http://damned-intercom.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] damned-intercom.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2006-11-30 11:15 pm

Day 20: Intercom, Morning Shift

The intercom came on with a friendly click.

"I hope you all had a very good breakfast, as we're going to be beginning our therapy sessions for the day!" The Head Doctor sounded as sane and pleasant as ever. "Nurses, would you please escort Group 1 patients to their respective doctors as they become available? Group 2 patients should go to the Arts & Crafts room. The guided activity for today is going to be constructing gingerbread houses with frosting, gumdrops, candy canes, and other assorted non-toxic materials."

Although the familiar sound of papers being shuffled could be heard, it seemed as if their weight and number had dwindled since nightshift; it would be safe to say that this was the last batch of patients for the day.

"Our new arrivals, of course, will be joining Group 2 in the Arts & Crafts room--Daniel Adams, Jack Doughter, Ryou Itou, Sean Li, Jess Matthews, Peter Snide, and.... Harry Houdini. Well, I suppose some people must still carry that surname! Heh... hehe. Ahem."

He coughed and cleared his throat.

"Moving right along! Nurses and orderlies, you've been trained on how to carry out the therapy for today; make sure it all runs well. And, to our doctors: You have with you briefings of all your patients, and, if anyone should get out of hand, make sure to call in other members of the staff for your own protection. Thank you."

The intercom clicked off.

[ OOC Note: Each doctor will make their own post, to which their respective patients will respond independently. That is---if, say, Washu makes a post, her patients will respond to that post and each patient will have their own separate back-and-forth thread between the doctor and themselves. A new round of doctor-posts will be made to this comm for Group 2. The Arts & Crafts room can be posted by anyone who wants to take it up, as per usual, and from now on, please make sure your intro posts stay as responses to this intercom post, even if they involve LE RESISTANCE? Thanks! X3; ]

[identity profile] prisonerofdeath.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't quite know why he was going to believe her, perhaps because the men he had seen just before he closed the door hadn't been carrying guns, and perhaps because no one had tried to break down the door just yet. The nurse was getting a little loud.

"One last question, who had me committed?" Not that he was prepared to believe anything he heard, there were still a lot of questions to be answered, but he didn't think he was going to get any believable answers to those questions from this nurse. She was too shaken up. Perhaps interrogating her hadn't been the best thing to do, but it had seemed like a good idea at the time.

After that he let go of her, releasing her and immediately stepping out of arms reach to ensure that he wouldn't be open to any attacks. It was probably not necessary, but he'd seen people managed to attack their interrogators, and it was a force of habit by now. Once his question was answered he'd be willing to go along with whatever activity she was talking about. Hopefully he'd get better answers there.

[identity profile] damned-nurses.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Oh thank god. As the threatening weight left her back she sank against the door, tentative relief spreading like warmth as she grasped the doorknob tightly.

Who had committe him? Shakily she kneeled down to pick up the dropped clipboard, and after a quick scan she stood. "Your family."

Opening the door to the hallway (and safety) outside, she beckoned. "Please, Mr. Doughter... Just cooperate and everything will be fine."

[identity profile] prisonerofdeath.livejournal.com 2006-12-02 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
His family. That was vague. He knew that he didn't really have a family, his real parents had died. And his adoptive father had died as well. The only family he had left was Naomi...

Naomi. Surely... if Snake had told her... she wouldn't do something like this to him, would she? The nurse hadn't specified his sister... thinking about that was painful in more ways than one. What he had done to Naomi, how she probably hated him for it. Fox had done his best to make it up to her, but he knew that he would never have been able to replace the parents that he himself had killed.