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capeandcowllogs2012-07-02 09:37 pm
couldbeavoided) wrote in capeandcowllogs2012-07-02 09:37 pm
we need a man that is simple perfection, there's nothing that's harder to find
WHO: BOB REYNOLDS and LEN SAMSON
WHERE: NOHoPE therapy room
WHEN: Tuesday morning/afternoon
WARNINGS: Uh... mental illness stuff, mostly.
SUMMARY: Bob speaks to his doctor about checking out, and also the Void.
FORMAT: Quick?
In the time he'd spent here so far, Bob felt like he was feeling more and more "centered" with himself. He was forcing himself to sleep more, and he didn't dream -- he just had stretches of quiet disconnect and re-awoke feeling neither rested nor tired. But he didn't feel any lapse of his own consciousness... and that was an improvement, he was sure of it.
More and more often Bob thought maybe it was time for him to return to the Mansion. He would still see Dr. Samson, but spending all his time isolated was making him feel restless and more detached than before, neither feelings ones he wanted to encourage. He'd already made up his mind to bring it up in his next session as he was escorted from his room to the therapy room by a nurse.
I'm Robert Reynolds, me, I am, no Void, just me. Robert Reynolds and the Sentry, he thought to himself as a calming mantra.
WHERE: NOHoPE therapy room
WHEN: Tuesday morning/afternoon
WARNINGS: Uh... mental illness stuff, mostly.
SUMMARY: Bob speaks to his doctor about checking out, and also the Void.
FORMAT: Quick?
In the time he'd spent here so far, Bob felt like he was feeling more and more "centered" with himself. He was forcing himself to sleep more, and he didn't dream -- he just had stretches of quiet disconnect and re-awoke feeling neither rested nor tired. But he didn't feel any lapse of his own consciousness... and that was an improvement, he was sure of it.
More and more often Bob thought maybe it was time for him to return to the Mansion. He would still see Dr. Samson, but spending all his time isolated was making him feel restless and more detached than before, neither feelings ones he wanted to encourage. He'd already made up his mind to bring it up in his next session as he was escorted from his room to the therapy room by a nurse.
I'm Robert Reynolds, me, I am, no Void, just me. Robert Reynolds and the Sentry, he thought to himself as a calming mantra.