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Stefan · 06-09-2017, 03:54 PM

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Gaston began to relax a little bit when River answered his question. At least he knew that no one else had seen his moment of weakness. He blinked dumbly as River continued speaking. Normally the comment about talking things over in a pub would've got a chuckle from him, but he was too sad and exhausted right now. The thought crossed his mind to refuse the water he was offered, but somehow he had an idea that wouldn't go over well with the healer. He took the glass and had a small sip. He'd been so wrapped up in his sadness that he hadn't realized how thirsty he was; all he'd had to drink today was a few sips of coffee this morning. Before he could take another sip, his hands started trembling so violently that he had to set the glass on the nightstand to keep from sloshing it all over the bed.

He sighed and looked at River for a few moments. He really didn't want to tell him what had happened, not so much out of lack of trust but because he knew he'd never be able to get through it without losing whatever hold he still had on his emotions. Still, he respected him too much to try to lie. At length, he spoke, "My father... we had a fight over the summer, and since then I can't eat or sleep or do anything but think about the hurtful thing he said to me." He neglected to mention exactly what the fight was about. River didn't need to know everything about his personal drama, and he could always fill in the details later if he had to.

"He's always been demanding, but I always convinced myself that he meant well," Gaston forced himself on, "that he l-loved me deep down. But now I see that all this time his 'love' was just an act..." His voice broke, and he took another sip of water so he could swallow the lump rising in his throat. He silently stared at the floor for several minutes, trying to will himself not to fall apart in front of River. He'd tell him more soon, but he needed a break.

River finished his drink in one go, wishing that his drink would've been made of something stronger. Some, if not most of his medical cases hadn't been outstanding or mind-boggling as he expected, but adult cases were far more interesting...and troubling. It was worth mentioning that he'd lost a few hours of sleep by going through Gaston's records, wondering and theorising the cause of his...case. As a Healer, it has been instilled in him that he must help those who are in need of his medical services, no matter how hopeless it seemed. Lucky for Gaston, River thought that his case wasn't a lost cause.

"Mhmm." River nodded, gesturing Gaston to continue talking as he placed his empty glass down and removed his healer robes. As he got up from his seat, the Healer rolled up his sleeves, drew in the privacy screens around Gaston's bed and placed the Muffliato charm on it. The last thing they needed were eavesdropping patients. "I...see." River sat back down and propped both of his elbows on his knees, "I'm sorry Gaston." the healer continued in a gentle voice. If he was going to be honest, River couldn't fully relate to what Gaston's going through at the moment. He has a loving family back in England, and although his parents had been tough on them, they had been very sincere in their care and love.

River paused and gave Gaston the time to breathe. New questions formed inside his head, and the man struggled a bit to filter each. He didn't want to trigger Gaston any further, but he wanted the man to feel better. "I don't blame you if you're having a hard time trusting your colleagues, Gaston...but, you know that we're fully functioning adults who are willing to help each other out, yes?" River gently pressed on, urging the man in front of him to not be afraid. The Healer sighed, opened his mouth and closed it again, rubbing the side of his head, uncertain of his words. "What I'm trying to say is that I am here to help you face your truths...but it has to start with you, Gaston." it was a clear indication that River knows more than what Gaston expected. Healers have a close-knit network, and it was almost too easy to delve into the bottom of Gaston's case, simply because of the past records he got from his connections.

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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 Gaston began to relax a little bit when River answered his question. At least he knew that no one else had seen his moment of weakness. He blinked dumbly as River continued speaking. Normally the comment about talking things over in a pub would've got a chuckle from him, but he was too sad and exhausted right now. The thought crossed his mind to refuse the water he was offered, but somehow he had an idea that wouldn't go over well with the healer. He took the glass and had a small sip. He'd been so wrapped up in his sadness that he hadn't realized how thirsty he was; all he'd had to drink today was a few sips of coffee this morning. Before he could take another sip, his hands started trembling so violently that he had to set the glass on the nightstand to keep from sloshing it all over the bed. He sighed and looked at River for a few moments. He really didn't want to tell him what had happened, not so much out of lack of trust but because he knew he'd never be able to get through it without losing whatever hold he still had on his emotions. Still, he respected him too much to try to lie. At length, he spoke, "My father... we had a fight over the summer, and since then I can't eat or sleep or do anything but think about the hurtful thing he said to me." He neglected to mention exactly what the fight was about. River didn't need to know everything about his personal drama, and he could always fill in the details later if he had to. "He's always been demanding, but I always convinced myself that he meant well," Gaston forced himself on, "that he l-loved me deep down. But now I see that all this time his 'love' was just an act..." His voice broke, and he took another sip of water so he could swallow the lump rising in his throat. He silently stared at the floor for several minutes, trying to will himself not to fall apart in front of River. He'd tell him more soon, but he needed a break. River finished his drink in one go, wishing that his drink would've been made of something stronger. Some, if not most of his medical cases hadn't been outstanding or mind-boggling as he expected, but adult cases were far more interesting...and troubling. It was worth mentioning that he'd lost a few hours of sleep by going through Gaston's records, wondering and theorising the cause of his...case. As a Healer, it has been instilled in him that he must help those who are in need of his medical services, no matter how hopeless it seemed. Lucky for Gaston, River thought that his case wasn't a lost cause. "Mhmm." River nodded, gesturing Gaston to continue talking as he placed his empty glass down and removed his healer robes. As he got up from his seat, the Healer rolled up his sleeves, drew in the privacy screens around Gaston's bed and placed the Muffliato charm on it. The last thing they needed were eavesdropping patients. "I...see." River sat back down and propped both of his elbows on his knees, "I'm sorry Gaston." the healer continued in a gentle voice. If he was going to be honest, River couldn't fully relate to what Gaston's going through at the moment. He has a loving family back in England, and although his parents had been tough on them, they had been very sincere in their care and love. River paused and gave Gaston the time to breathe. New questions formed inside his head, and the man struggled a bit to filter each. He didn't want to trigger Gaston any further, but he wanted the man to feel better. "I don't blame you if you're having a hard time trusting your colleagues, Gaston...but, you know that we're fully functioning adults who are willing to help each other out, yes?" River gently pressed on, urging the man in front of him to not be afraid. The Healer sighed, opened his mouth and closed it again, rubbing the side of his head, uncertain of his words. "What I'm trying to say is that I am here to help you face your truths...but it has to start with you, Gaston." it was a clear indication that River knows more than what Gaston expected. Healers have a close-knit network, and it was almost too easy to delve into the bottom of Gaston's case, simply because of the past records he got from his connections. __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.