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Stefan · 06-02-2017, 09:39 AM

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

The cruel, mocking voices boomed louder and louder than ever until... they suddenly stopped. Gaston forced himself to look up and saw that the taunting figures were gone. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the worst was over, but little did he know it was only beginning. "It's time for your next session, Gaston," a cold, drawling voice said, and Gaston's blood ran cold. He knew that voice anywhere... even before he saw the balding man in a white coat and eyeglasses looming over him. The same man who singlehandedly made his childhood a living nightmare, Dr. Severin Javert.

"People like you don't belong in this world," Javert said. "You're a bad person. You always have been and always will be until you learn to control your destructive tendencies..." The scene dissolved, and suddenly Gaston found himself in an empty dark room. He tried to move, but his arms were pinned down. Javert has strapped restraints on him! He struggled and fought,
but the restraints just got even tighter. "There's no use fighting, Gaston..."

Gaston's panic-stricken blue eyes snapped open, darting frantically around the room. There was still a voice calling his name, and his arms were still pinned. It took him a moment to adjust to his surroundings and realize that Dr. Javert was gone. There was only the school healer. "River..." he choked out, his voice sounding hoarse and raw. He realized what must've happened and silently berated himself for dragging the healer into his problems. "I'm sorry... No need to worry about me. I'll just be going..."

He tried to stand but immediately wobbled and had to grab hold of the nightstand to steady himself. He sat back on the bed with a resigned sigh.
Obviously he wasn't goig anywhere any time soon...

River held his breath as he watched Gaston writhe in place, not responding to his call. The next thing that came to mind was to wake the Charms Professor from within his dream state. It was a risky and dangerous move, of course, but if he had to do it to save this man's sanity, he would. Thankfully, Gaston did respond to him after a few more calls. River exhaled the breath he'd been holding slowly, and resigned by sitting down on the edge of Gaston's bed, as he watched the man with worry.

His research and investigative interviews with Gaston's former healers were starting to shape up into a more conclusive finding, and River did not like it one bit. Physically, Gaston would've been healthy if it wasn't for his...current state. Obviously, something must be done right away.

The Healer knew that any attempt to escape the Hospital Wing would be futile. Obviously, Gaston hasn't seen his sorry state. He'd definitely need to go through basic treatment to sort out the more...sensitive issues going on with him. River let out an audible sigh as he stood up immediately from his spot and pressed on Gaston's shoulder. "You need to rest, my friend. And there's no need for you to be sorry." It was his job to look after sick people, after all. With firm hands, River helped Gaston in bed, and propped more pillows for him to lean back on. And as soon as Gaston had settled, River sat on his trusty medical stool beside his patient's bed and waited for the man to speak. If River's eyes could talk, it would've told the Charms Professor that he now knows everything...

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Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy The cruel, mocking voices boomed louder and louder than ever until... they suddenly stopped. Gaston forced himself to look up and saw that the taunting figures were gone. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking the worst was over, but little did he know it was only beginning. "It's time for your next session, Gaston," a cold, drawling voice said, and Gaston's blood ran cold. He knew that voice anywhere... even before he saw the balding man in a white coat and eyeglasses looming over him. The same man who singlehandedly made his childhood a living nightmare, Dr. Severin Javert. "People like you don't belong in this world," Javert said. "You're a bad person. You always have been and always will be until you learn to control your destructive tendencies..." The scene dissolved, and suddenly Gaston found himself in an empty dark room. He tried to move, but his arms were pinned down. Javert has strapped restraints on him! He struggled and fought, but the restraints just got even tighter. "There's no use fighting, Gaston..." Gaston's panic-stricken blue eyes snapped open, darting frantically around the room. There was still a voice calling his name, and his arms were still pinned. It took him a moment to adjust to his surroundings and realize that Dr. Javert was gone. There was only the school healer. "River..." he choked out, his voice sounding hoarse and raw. He realized what must've happened and silently berated himself for dragging the healer into his problems. "I'm sorry... No need to worry about me. I'll just be going..." He tried to stand but immediately wobbled and had to grab hold of the nightstand to steady himself. He sat back on the bed with a resigned sigh. Obviously he wasn't goig anywhere any time soon... River held his breath as he watched Gaston writhe in place, not responding to his call. The next thing that came to mind was to wake the Charms Professor from within his dream state. It was a risky and dangerous move, of course, but if he had to do it to save this man's sanity, he would. Thankfully, Gaston did respond to him after a few more calls. River exhaled the breath he'd been holding slowly, and resigned by sitting down on the edge of Gaston's bed, as he watched the man with worry. His research and investigative interviews with Gaston's former healers were starting to shape up into a more conclusive finding, and River did not like it one bit. Physically, Gaston would've been healthy if it wasn't for his...current state. Obviously, something must be done right away. The Healer knew that any attempt to escape the Hospital Wing would be futile. Obviously, Gaston hasn't seen his sorry state. He'd definitely need to go through basic treatment to sort out the more...sensitive issues going on with him. River let out an audible sigh as he stood up immediately from his spot and pressed on Gaston's shoulder. "You need to rest, my friend. And there's no need for you to be sorry." It was his job to look after sick people, after all. With firm hands, River helped Gaston in bed, and propped more pillows for him to lean back on. And as soon as Gaston had settled, River sat on his trusty medical stool beside his patient's bed and waited for the man to speak. If River's eyes could talk, it would've told the Charms Professor that he now knows everything... __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.