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The Miller Valley Counseling Center - Support Group RP

Oh and if no one has noticed. I posted a small, short and sweet character sheet for Andrew above.

The Miller Valley Counseling Center - Support Group RP

Mistress Dizzy said
*hugs gently* I had a walking pneumonia a few years ago. It started as a cold that just didn't go away. It was the worst month of my life. I'll keep you in my thoughts and hope you do improve.

I appreciate it :)

The Miller Valley Counseling Center - Support Group RP

Mistress Dizzy said
o.o Oh dear, Annabeth. I hope this is a situation where you'll be able to feel better soon and not have to carry all that around.

It'll heal. I had a severe case of pneumonia a while back, and it damaged some stuff. I've been checked over and over for cancer, and so far nothing...but they don't really know where the fluid on my lungs is coming from. So, best case scenario...it will eventually stop. Worst case scenario...I'm not sure.

The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

Ryder and Shan - Haywood - Eric and O'Connor

Shan sighed, leaning her head back against the seat as she closed her eyes and attempted to just enjoy the ride back. Soon, she wouldn't have to worry as much about oxygen, and could maybe sleep, without hearing growling and moaning in the background. One could only hope. She slowly began to drift off to sleep, as Ryder talked to Eric.

"I'm um…I'm Ryder. That's Shan…", Ryder explained, still not exactly in the trusting mood. He placed his hand gently against Shan's wrist as they continued moving along. Once at Haywood, Ryder followed the men's hurried motions, reaching in slowly to scoop Shan into his arms, her head laying gently against his shoulder as he carried her sleepy form into the infirmary, and sat her down on her feet.

He reluctantly stood back, and crossed his arms, watching the man work on her, "You're alright…", he muttered, as she started to force oxygen into her lungs through a bag. He reached forward and placed his hand over hers, as her eyes fluttered closed again, the new safety lulling her to sleep.

"Hey…no sleeping yet…", he snapped, shoving her shoulder gently as she took a quick and deep breath, "Here…look…"

As the doctor started to place her tube back in, Ryder smiled, watching her take her first relaxed breath through the tube. He gave a deep sigh of relief, cupping her jaw with his hand for a second, and then he placed a soft kiss against her forehead, "I'll be here, alright?"

She gave a small and sleepy nod, leaning her head back against her shoulders as she breathed deeply. Ryder joined Eric once more, his hand coming up to run through his dirty hair, "I don't know how to thank you…I mean…we…"

The Miller Valley Counseling Center - Support Group RP

ShadowD said
Ha it's fine on my part, whenever I voice something like that it's more of concern than anything else. As your siggy says just a pm away lol.

Thanks :)

I'm fine, for the most part, just lots of hospital drama the last few weeks and more drugs than a dealer...and an oxygen tank that I have to carry around on my back, while I manage four departments at walmart, like a boss. Just makes me more badass when I kick people out :p

The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

QT said
Post where u left off ER Buddy. We haven't forgotten ya.

Thanks ER Buddy :) My lungs are completely fluid free. So, I'm good to run MARATHONS...well...not really, but in my head I am!

The Walking Dead : Among the Ruined - Season 2

So...I'm sorry about the delays and everything due to my stupid lungs.

Have I been kicked, or can I go ahead and post from where I left off?

The Miller Valley Counseling Center - Support Group RP

Name: Andrew Christiansen
Age: 25
Appearance:



Nickname: Drew
Scars: None
Tattoos: None
Typical outfit: Fitted jeans, a tight v-neck tshirt, and converse.
Problems/Addictions: OCD (cleanliness and organization)

Biography: Not a whole lot is known about Andrew's past, except that something traumatic happened when he was very young. It's all he'll explain about his problems with being touched, having food in public, or using public restrooms. Cleanliness is next to godliness and Andrew should be a God, by now.

He's the official mentor/big brother of the Miller Valley Counseling Center.

The Miller Valley Counseling Center - Support Group RP

Once again I'm super sorry for the delay. LIfe sucks, and not breathing sucks. Give me a millionth chance?

The Miller Valley Counseling Center - Support Group RP

Ryland wheeled her trolley across the polished tile floor of the hallway, her face burning under the gaze of her 'stalker' beside her. He ran ahead of her and opened another door, and she rolled her eyes.

"I don't need a babysitter, you know…", she snapped as she entered the expansive room. She was surprised to see that they had been beaten there by several others, and she stopped walking at the door, her right hand coming across to grip her left arm nervously. Adam didn't say a word to her snark, only stepped up beside her and placed his hands on his hips.

"Well…at least it's not couple's therapy…that would have been awkward."

"In your dreams, asshole…", Ryland snapped once more before more footsteps were heard behind them.

"Let's calm the language…It could be a major trigger for some of the youngsters here.", a man, not much older than all the others murmured to them, his eyes narrowed in a small smile, "I'm Andrew…"

"Well it's nice to meet you Andrew. I'm Adam…", Adam scooted from behind Ryland, extending a hand. Andrew's eyes widened just a bit, and he took a step back, nodding politely at the extended hand. Adam dropped it, his face reading of his stupidity, as Ryland giggled softly.

"Nice to meet you both…", Andrew whispered, clearing his throat. He pasted on a smile once more, and took off across the room, "So glad to see the huge turn out today! I'm Andrew…I'll be mentoring you, for now. Why don't we start by taking a seat…"

He made a gesture toward the chairs, for those who weren't seated, and then smiled, "And can I ask for a volunteer to get us started? Give us your name, how old you are, and why you feel you are here…", he continued, gazing around at everyone.

Ryland and Adam took their seats toward the middle of the half circle, and Ryland placed her hands under her, obviously not volunteering. Adam, however, stood straight back up.

"My name is Adam Baker…I'm um…some of you know me…from school and stuff…", he paused, suddenly nervous, under the eyes of semi familiar faces, "I'm here because my parents have decided that making my own choices has lead to me becoming clinically depressed, and that I'm throwing away my life. She apparently hopes that you…or you guys can convince me that I'm a douchebag jock who needs the money, but deserves to be alone…"

His honesty caused Ryland to raise her eyebrows, slightly impressed as she glanced around, and finally met Andrew's surprised eyes.

"Well…we're happy you're here Adam, for your support and everyone else's…Right guys?"