06-30-2014, 11:02 AM
Dane sighed, bored. From the emptiness of his mire, he reached for his powers. Alas, a stabbing pain blinded him, and he winced for no apparent reason.
The doctor was bothering him with more questions she already knew the answer to. If he couldn't toy with his powers, he might as well toy with her emotions.
"I'm hurt, Doctor Pirozzi."
The wince from before played well to the falsified admission. "Every man values intimacy and friendship. What else is more important than to love and be loved in return? Are you trying to calculate whether or not it is possible to hurt my feelings? I assure you I am flesh and blood, sensitive as any other man.
He blinked, seemingly sad that he had to explain such to a psychiatrist.
He was going to wax further on the importance of kind and loving relationships when there was a knock on the door. A man of wilted face and scrubby voice announced a visitor, and Dane blinked quite curious as to who it was.
He smiled when Dr. Pirozzi left. He'd driven her away to cower in her frustrations. Manipulation had never been so easy, before.
Hands cuffed and legs crossed, far more gentlemanly than the generic jail-attire should have allowed, Dane waited anxiously to see who had come for a visit.
The doctor was bothering him with more questions she already knew the answer to. If he couldn't toy with his powers, he might as well toy with her emotions.
"I'm hurt, Doctor Pirozzi."
The wince from before played well to the falsified admission. "Every man values intimacy and friendship. What else is more important than to love and be loved in return? Are you trying to calculate whether or not it is possible to hurt my feelings? I assure you I am flesh and blood, sensitive as any other man.
He blinked, seemingly sad that he had to explain such to a psychiatrist.
He was going to wax further on the importance of kind and loving relationships when there was a knock on the door. A man of wilted face and scrubby voice announced a visitor, and Dane blinked quite curious as to who it was.
He smiled when Dr. Pirozzi left. He'd driven her away to cower in her frustrations. Manipulation had never been so easy, before.
Hands cuffed and legs crossed, far more gentlemanly than the generic jail-attire should have allowed, Dane waited anxiously to see who had come for a visit.