Thread: descent into madness || bear & cosmos

RE descent into madness Bear cosmos descent into madness size-2 Everything about his behavior and his mannerisms was putting the more primal part of her as a person on edge, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end as he quite obviously examined her body. There was a visible shiver that ran up her spine at his laughter, which set her teeth at edge and caused the most physical of reactions she had ever experienced while treating someone. By god, he was so ill that even his laugh was infected with the madness that had wreaked havoc on his mind. It was disturbing to think of just how deep this went, just how bad off this man really was. But no backing out now, she had already accepted him as a patient and had already met with him. If she decided not to take him on after just one session then she would be admitting defeat to him and would only give him the affirmation that he needed that he was truly a superior mind in all of Arkham. He had been seen by almost every Doctor on staff here and she was the last to be able to work with him. All of the others hadnt been able to deal with him, either turned to madness themselves or attacked physically by him in a fit of rage. That had been in his reports, but she didnt dare bring it up that she knew of his little.. Incident. His comment on her name was enlightening on his state of mind and how he was viewing her, her brow raising just a little bit at him. Good observation, Mister J. She didnt want to encourage the behavior of letting him believe that they were associated in any way besides a doctor and a patient, but she didnt want him to feel like he couldnt speak openly either. She wasnt missing his constant comments on her appearance and his obvious interest in her, but she couldnt let him feel encouraged to continue make remarks or feel like she was going to reciprocate them. It would be a slippery slope for her to go down if she made any sort of remark that would lead him on, and frankly she didnt need a man in her life, much less one that was already insane. She had given up looking for a romantic relationship years ago when she had let her work life became her entire life. And this would be no different. But Mister J was different - he was the first patient to ever admit that he did indeed have problems. He was definitely going to be an interesting case for her to work with. He had already done the biggest step on his own, which was to acknowledge that he was indeed sick. She was impressed. I can say the same about you, Mister J. She didnt even realize what she had said until it had already come out of her mouth, her brain not working fast enough to stop her lips, Next question, She cleared her throat and shuffled her papers, painfully aware that he was currently examining her hands very closely and suddenly very thankful that he was restrained in a straight jacket, What is on your mind this very moment? Tell me where your thoughts are going. She stopped shuffling, as that was an obvious sign of anxiety. Instead, she folded her hands neatly on the table in front of her, palms down on the table to show that she was calm. But even then, she had to take a breath to steady herself and make eye contact with him again.size