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Dayshift 32: Doctor's Office 6 (Dr. Wilson) [4th Shift]

The morning had brought two new faces, though neither of them had been too much trouble. Caleb had almost bordered on friendly once they had worked through a few misconceptions, and that had been a nice change from the general air of hostility he was usually presented with. (Not that he could blame the patients for being hostile, but it did get old after a while.) As for Mr. Irons, he was a bit more difficult, but it hadn't worn on him as much as some of the other conversations he'd had with previous patients.

As for the afternoon, it offered up yet another new face in the form of a teenage boy, a so-called Kuroba Kaito, or Kyle Crowe. As Wilson gave the teen's file a quick once-over, he realized that he didn't see many female patients these days. He wondered if there was anything to that, or if Landel's just had a policy of admitting more males. There was always the chance that men became delusional more commonly than females, but it wasn't a statistic he had heard very much, if at all.

Sipping at some water (he was trying to limit his coffee intake to only before noon), he waited for Kyle to be led in.
flashyaudacity: (Kaito: hmm?)

[personal profile] flashyaudacity 2008-05-28 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Interesting because... it's interesting," he said, shrugging his shoulders. "It's not every day that I'm told there's another person in my head. It makes me wonder what this supposed other personality is like."

He looked to the side, falling silent. He had a bad feeling that the doctor had meant Kid, because what else could he mean? But Kid was just a mask, just an act... It wasn't like Kid was a separate personality. Kaito was Kid, and Kid was Kaito; they were one in the same.

...Weren't they?

"Let's pretend I believe you," he said, speaking up again suddenly. "If I have a second personality, is there any way I'd know about it? Would I remember it, or not remember it, or...?"

He'd pretended to be a medical student once, but never a psychologist. He only knew a little about disorders, but he knew enough to realize that the popular portrayal of things wasn't always how it actually was. He needed to get some facts straight before jumping to conclusions.
flashyaudacity: (Kaito: smile)

[personal profile] flashyaudacity 2008-05-29 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
The fact that it definitely sounded like the doc was saying there was a chance he wouldn't remember another personality being in control was definitely a bad sign when he considered everything. He was still sure he was sane (or pretty sure, at least), but he didn't like that the possibility was out there...

"So I wouldn't remember?" he said, more to himself than to Dr. Wilson. If he wouldn't remember it, then the fact he was missing some small part of his memory, the part in which he could have possibly been arrested, was the last thing he could tell the doctor. He gave the man a good-natured smile. "Then it's a good thing there aren't any gaps in my memory!"
Edited 2008-05-29 03:19 (UTC)
flashyaudacity: (Kaito: what!?)

[personal profile] flashyaudacity 2008-05-29 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
After a pause, Kaito nodded. He was liking this sound of this less and less, but that wasn't going to stop him from getting all the information he could. If he had to put a puzzle together, it was harder when pieces were missing.

"Yeah, okay. Thanks, doc," he said. "Anything else I should know about it? Or about this other personality?"
flashyaudacity: (Kaito: huh?)

[personal profile] flashyaudacity 2008-05-30 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I think it makes sense," he said, crossing his arms and ducking his head a little in a show of concentration. He wanted to know what the 'history' in the file was, but he decided it was best not to ask... yet. "I guess I'll pay attention like you suggested. I'll let you know if I notice anything." Maybe.

"How often am I supposed to come for therapy, anyway?"
flashyaudacity: (Kaito: hmm?)

[personal profile] flashyaudacity 2008-05-30 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
Kaito nodded and pulled himself to his feet, glancing towards the door. As if on cue, it opened and his nurse appeared in the doorway.

He looked back and Dr. Wilson and returned the man's smile. He wasn't sure what to make of any of this, but it never hurt to be friendly. "Guess I'll see you next week, doc," he said, giving him a small wave before letting the nurse lead him away.
Edited 2008-05-30 02:38 (UTC)