Post by ~Silver*Moon~ on Feb 6, 2009 14:44:27 GMT -5
Yukio sat next to his mentor, Doctor Ishiyama of the local hospital's Psych Ward. Today, they had been talking to a repetitive liar, one of the feminine variety. This woman had been lying to them for literally, about eight hours. Now, he loved Ishiyama-san like a father, but the old man couldn't tell a lie from it's opposite. As she twirled her pseudo blond hair between her fingers, her lies twisted around him very easily. With every movement, you could see the scars from the deep cuts she had plagued her wrists with.
He was cold, and his body ached from limited movement. They were only supposed to assess her to see if she actually needed to be in the Psych Ward, and she probably didn't have to be. But, she was here, and she was lying. Maybe repetitive lying could be some kind of disease?
It didn't matter by this point, Yukio was thoroughly fed up with her. Calmly, he stood up, and walked towards her. With swift hands, he pushed up his glasses, and prepared to speak.
"Miss Tomiya, with all do respect, we know you have been hurt badly recently, but your lying is starting to.. well that would be a lie on my part as well. Your lying has become an issue, and we need you to stop. We have run over our conference almost eight hours, and have made no progress. If it were me, I'd put you in the Psychiatry Ward, just because of your lying problem."
After another ten minutes, he gave her the rundown of why she really needed to be in the hospital. She had started to cry, and by that point, she really did need counseling. Scorn from Yukio compares to nothing. Ishiyama put a hand on his shoulder, and told him he did a good job.
The woman would eventually break down and tell the real reason she cut herself in a near future, but for right now, we are on a different tale.
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Yukio sighed, and finally draped himself along the couch in the lounge. He hated liars, especially women who lied. There wasn't much he could do, he would have to deal with them for the rest of his life, right? Slowly, as if in a thick moving liquid, he brought out his D-3, its mirror-like surface reflecting the lights and his face. It had been vibrating in his pocket periodically throughout the day, but he can't just whip it out in public, right?
It was trying to alert him that Kura was in need of something, and he had no idea what it could be. He searched for his cubby, and the baby Digimon was sleeping peacefully. Yukio woke Kura gently, and it started to cry, the sound piercing to his ears. It didn't even have a mouth! As it wailed, the D-3 shook some, and started pulling him to the computer in the room. This little thing was PULLING him across the room! Immediately, something popped up on the screen, even though the computer was off. It showed a city, full of complex looking buildings.
Immediately, the D-3 began to beep and shake harder, until he figured he had to hold it up to the screen. Once he did so, a brilliant light started to gather in the room...
He was cold, and his body ached from limited movement. They were only supposed to assess her to see if she actually needed to be in the Psych Ward, and she probably didn't have to be. But, she was here, and she was lying. Maybe repetitive lying could be some kind of disease?
It didn't matter by this point, Yukio was thoroughly fed up with her. Calmly, he stood up, and walked towards her. With swift hands, he pushed up his glasses, and prepared to speak.
"Miss Tomiya, with all do respect, we know you have been hurt badly recently, but your lying is starting to.. well that would be a lie on my part as well. Your lying has become an issue, and we need you to stop. We have run over our conference almost eight hours, and have made no progress. If it were me, I'd put you in the Psychiatry Ward, just because of your lying problem."
After another ten minutes, he gave her the rundown of why she really needed to be in the hospital. She had started to cry, and by that point, she really did need counseling. Scorn from Yukio compares to nothing. Ishiyama put a hand on his shoulder, and told him he did a good job.
The woman would eventually break down and tell the real reason she cut herself in a near future, but for right now, we are on a different tale.
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Yukio sighed, and finally draped himself along the couch in the lounge. He hated liars, especially women who lied. There wasn't much he could do, he would have to deal with them for the rest of his life, right? Slowly, as if in a thick moving liquid, he brought out his D-3, its mirror-like surface reflecting the lights and his face. It had been vibrating in his pocket periodically throughout the day, but he can't just whip it out in public, right?
It was trying to alert him that Kura was in need of something, and he had no idea what it could be. He searched for his cubby, and the baby Digimon was sleeping peacefully. Yukio woke Kura gently, and it started to cry, the sound piercing to his ears. It didn't even have a mouth! As it wailed, the D-3 shook some, and started pulling him to the computer in the room. This little thing was PULLING him across the room! Immediately, something popped up on the screen, even though the computer was off. It showed a city, full of complex looking buildings.
Immediately, the D-3 began to beep and shake harder, until he figured he had to hold it up to the screen. Once he did so, a brilliant light started to gather in the room...
