Who: Mizuki + You! What: A couple of Top Levels for doing various stuff around the Grove When: March Where: Gestures Vaguely Warnings: Death mentions likely, body horror mentions likely
[One minute, Dion is falling. The next, he's seated in a chair within a room he doesn't recognize. He leaps to his feet almost instantly, looking this way and that until he settles on the young man before him.
He has no idea what's going on. He's never heard of therapy in his life. He has no way of knowing that he's not supposed to leap forward and get into his therapist's face, or anything like that.]
[ Maybe this really is Beiwe's way of getting him patients. Thanks, Sun Mom. :) Mizuki blinks a moment, picking up his clipboard and setting it in his lap. He uses his hand to sign, but Dion will hear a voice in his head. ]
Hello! You're at the Grove's Therapy Building! I... Which part do you think is magic? Therapy or getting here? 'Cause if you mean the latter, I dunno if I know how to answer that. But I can tell you the 'magic' behind therapy.
[He flinches at the voice in his head, and finds himself squinting all the harder at the young man. There's something about all of this that unnerves him significantly. He finds himself standing, shaking his head even as he goes.]
I meant here. At present, I know and care not about this... therapy. There is much that is not right about this situation, and I must find out what is happening.
[It isn't panic in his voice, but it's clear that he's unnerved by everything around him. Even the decor seems wrong. There are no crystals to power the lights, never mind the fact that everything else feels far to advanced for him to properly process. It feels like he's entered a Fallen sanctuary, and even that doesn't aptly describe it.]
Therapy Time
He has no idea what's going on. He's never heard of therapy in his life. He has no way of knowing that he's not supposed to leap forward and get into his therapist's face, or anything like that.]
You. Where am I. What manner of magic is this?
Lifts Dion
Hello! You're at the Grove's Therapy Building! I... Which part do you think is magic? Therapy or getting here? 'Cause if you mean the latter, I dunno if I know how to answer that. But I can tell you the 'magic' behind therapy.
no subject
I meant here. At present, I know and care not about this... therapy. There is much that is not right about this situation, and I must find out what is happening.
[It isn't panic in his voice, but it's clear that he's unnerved by everything around him. Even the decor seems wrong. There are no crystals to power the lights, never mind the fact that everything else feels far to advanced for him to properly process. It feels like he's entered a Fallen sanctuary, and even that doesn't aptly describe it.]