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entrancelogs2016-06-15 02:55 pm
participatory) wrote in entrancelogs2016-06-15 02:55 pm
The traumatized are unpredictable
Who: Dr. Bedelia du Maurier, open
Where: Bedelia's office: 8th Floor, Rm. 035
When: June 15th-June 30th
Rating: PG-13 for starters, will be adjusted accordingly
Summary: A catch-all log for every walk-in appointment Bedelia will take from now until the end of the month. (Office info for prospective patients.)
The Story:
Bedelia stands in the doorway of her office, newly created, furnished, and arranged. She swills a wine glass gently in her right hand. The sun is coming bright now through the tall window at the other end of the room. A window that, surely, shouldn't exist and isn't visible from the other side of the wall. It reminds her of her old office, nonetheless.
If someone had told her that one day, a truly extraordinary set of circumstances would lead her back to this line of work, she would not have believed them. It is hard to decide how one should feel, in a new place with a new life, going back to the same old way of things. She finds it isn't in her to feel sad, however. She has fought very hard to regain a sense of peace in any place she calls her own--especially her own office. She doesn't have it yet. Apprehension sits at the base of her skull, threatening to rattle her. She finishes her glass of wine, and forces it down.
Slowly, she makes her way to the chair which faces the doorway, and sits. She crosses one leg over the other, and brings a folder from the table in front of her to her lap. She waits.
[ooc: New patients PLEASE READ Bedelia's office info post here. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me. I will match any style you like.]
Where: Bedelia's office: 8th Floor, Rm. 035
When: June 15th-June 30th
Rating: PG-13 for starters, will be adjusted accordingly
Summary: A catch-all log for every walk-in appointment Bedelia will take from now until the end of the month. (Office info for prospective patients.)
The Story:
Bedelia stands in the doorway of her office, newly created, furnished, and arranged. She swills a wine glass gently in her right hand. The sun is coming bright now through the tall window at the other end of the room. A window that, surely, shouldn't exist and isn't visible from the other side of the wall. It reminds her of her old office, nonetheless.
If someone had told her that one day, a truly extraordinary set of circumstances would lead her back to this line of work, she would not have believed them. It is hard to decide how one should feel, in a new place with a new life, going back to the same old way of things. She finds it isn't in her to feel sad, however. She has fought very hard to regain a sense of peace in any place she calls her own--especially her own office. She doesn't have it yet. Apprehension sits at the base of her skull, threatening to rattle her. She finishes her glass of wine, and forces it down.
Slowly, she makes her way to the chair which faces the doorway, and sits. She crosses one leg over the other, and brings a folder from the table in front of her to her lap. She waits.
[ooc: New patients PLEASE READ Bedelia's office info post here. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me. I will match any style you like.]
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"It appears as though you are looking at two divergent scenarios. One in which Delta was taken from you, and it may be possible to find him while you are here, and one in which he is truly lost. Each scenario comes with it's own set of next steps."
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