ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ 011 : ᴅᴀʏ 04

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So after a day of rejuvenating rest and sort of relaxation, you were ready to go back to your little asylum that you called a workplace. You got up out of your bed by your very quite annoying alarm clock, and got yourself ready like a person who had their shit together. You checked to see if your rib cage was still functional and it seemed to be since you could breathe and nothing really hurt, but damn you were sore. Once you got yourself ready, you checked yourself in the mirror. "I look alright.." You flexed to make even more sure that you looked like you weren't gonna break another bone from one of your esteemed patients. "No wuss to be seen today bitch!" You grinned and grabbed your things and headed out to your car. You hopped in, and started going.

Work was about an hour or two away so you usually had time to get breakfast somewhere. But today you didn't. You just headed straight there. You parked in your usual spot, and grabbed your things from the opposite seat. Taking a deep breath, you thought about what would happen today. "I'll be fine.. sure I might have some new ones but it'll be alright I know it." You smiled and got out and walked a little slowly to the entrance. As you entered, you saw the similar sight of Dr. S snoozing away at his desk. "Does he need insomnia meds or something-" You walked over and poked him in the head with a pen. Nothing. You sighed and reached over the tall counter for your papers. It was sort of a chore because he placed them right on the edge so you really had to reach. You did grab them though, and placed them on your clipboard. You were sort of afraid you were gonna break another bone or windpipe, but you were not gonna let them see your fear because even though you did that, they still kinda broke you.

But you felt like a confident bitch today. So you were going to be a confident bitch. But you were hungry. You really shouldn't have skipped breakfast. You found your way to the break room and thankfully there were some snack bars in the small bowl by the couch. Again it smelled like rubbing alcohol and sanitizer, but you could deal with it. You grabbed one, sat, and started munching while you flipped through the papers that you had already gone over. New page.

Name: Wakasa Imaushi
Age: 28-34
Sex: Male
Status: SSS
Illness(s): Hallucinations, IED, PTSD
Warning(s): Do not get close as they have the power to break free from restraints. Manipulative. May exert great amounts of fear or anger depending on what they see you as.

'So this guy's hallucinations are really bad huh..? Also do they seriously not know their age? Damn..'

You then wondered what his restraints looked like. Maybe he was going to be like Kazutora. Or Baji... hopefully not like Baji. You really didn't want a repeat. Or what if he was a combination of both... again hopefully not. But you wanted to be brave and face the day like a bad bitch. You hopped up after thinking for a moment about cats for some odd reason and exited the break room a little too dramatically. You went down your normal hallway to get to your ward. Going down your normal hallway was like a game at this point. A repetitive planned out game. Number 16 would throw his arm out to grab you, number 42 would somehow stick their foot out the small barred window. And then number 54 would try and gnaw the bars off and you just skipped along humming to yourself. You eventually found the door to his cell. You took a deep breath and shook out any nerves that you had. You unlocked the door and there sat a man that seemed to be around the age window that was on the file. It was dark, so you couldn't really get a good grasp on his features.

He wore a ponytail and his hair was in two tones in random spots. One color seemed to be blonde, but you couldn't make out the other color. You also saw an earring that was similar to Kazutora's. He looked up at you tiredly and scowled at you, and took in your features. "Get out. I don't like you." You could tell that he saw you as something really ugly. Though he sounded angry with you, his voice was still and calm for some reason. "Hello, I'm your new doctor! My-" "I said get out damnit." He started raising his voice but you held strong. "I'm afraid I can't do that.. but I'm here to talk to you if you'll let me." He scowled at you again. He seemed to shift but again it was dark so vision was very much limited. You kept your distance as this was not going to be a case like Inui, nor would it be like Pah. You didn't know what he saw you as so you added that to your two questions. "Might I be able to ask you some questions-?" "I'm surprised a monster like you is able to speak.." He sort of laughed off the end and you wondered what in hell he saw you as but you had to keep your thoughts under control.

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