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PrinceAlexusI don't need therapy, was Ken's first thought when receiving the letter from 'Dr. Nightman's clinic. His next one was, That's what someone who does need therapy would say.
He was in the family home when he received the letter, a comfortable apartment that contained four rooms, including one for himself. This was an apartment that combined Izumo and Rhean aesthetics, with modern chairs surrounding a traditional kotatsu table with a heavy blanket underneath the tabletop. There was also a television with the latest videogame consoles, although the boy preferred the computer in his room for videogames and online conversations.
His parents and he had a warm relationship, and he knew they all loved each other - That's why they would insist that he do a background check on 'Dr. Nightman' first and take every possible security precaution which did not involve taking out the Ame-no-Murakumo, which was to be used only in Vigilante work and even then only when there was no other way to deal with a problem other than quick and (relatively) clean violence. If he was to walk outside of the apartment for any other reason, he was to leave it behind, and if he believed he was in any risk of danger, he was to write a note saying to exchange the Imperial Heirloom in exchange for his safety.
Despite realizing that he did need therapy, Ken was still suspicious of Dr. Nightman's offer, and so wrote that note in Izumo Kanji and set it on the Kotatsu, before taking Gimlé and the Ankh of Life with him. He would not need offensive capabilities to save his own life, after all, even if he did feel 'nerfed' by not taking the heirloom. As an added precaution, he made sure to record a message on his computer and on his school notebook detailing the offer of therapy, Dr. Nightman's clinic's address, and their knowledge of himself and the family 'issues'. He also composed a timed email to be sent to his friends in the Vigilantes in 24 hours telling them all about the 'Therapy'.
Was such paranoia proof that he needed it? Yes. But that paranoia was merited, considering how much 'Dr. Nightman', if that was ever his real name, knew. But Ken was still coming because one, the Doctor evidently had subtle means of coercion at his disposal, and two, he genuinely needed someone to talk to about his troubles, even though the chances of the offer being genuine were vanishingly slim. So the boy got his wallet, a small bag of snacks, and went off to the Nightman Clinic early enough to get to his appointment in time - But not before he did what background checks he could of the place and its resident doctor...
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Ken arrived at the clinic more suspicious than ever; he still didn't bring the Ame-no-Murakumo, but that was only because he valued the relic and the heritage it represented more than he did his life; an observation which prompted him to seek therapy from a more reputable institution once this mess was done. But unlike Chinami, he had no knowledge of traps and how to disarm them except for what he read in books or watched in shows or played in videogames, and so he went inside, checked himself in, and then took a seat, ready to coat himself in Gimlé's magical shield should things get too spicy.
It seemed he was alone, so the boy made sure to measure the distance between his seat and the door and hoped the latter didn't self-lock.
@Lewascan2@KillamriX88@Dezuel
He was in the family home when he received the letter, a comfortable apartment that contained four rooms, including one for himself. This was an apartment that combined Izumo and Rhean aesthetics, with modern chairs surrounding a traditional kotatsu table with a heavy blanket underneath the tabletop. There was also a television with the latest videogame consoles, although the boy preferred the computer in his room for videogames and online conversations.
His parents and he had a warm relationship, and he knew they all loved each other - That's why they would insist that he do a background check on 'Dr. Nightman' first and take every possible security precaution which did not involve taking out the Ame-no-Murakumo, which was to be used only in Vigilante work and even then only when there was no other way to deal with a problem other than quick and (relatively) clean violence. If he was to walk outside of the apartment for any other reason, he was to leave it behind, and if he believed he was in any risk of danger, he was to write a note saying to exchange the Imperial Heirloom in exchange for his safety.
Despite realizing that he did need therapy, Ken was still suspicious of Dr. Nightman's offer, and so wrote that note in Izumo Kanji and set it on the Kotatsu, before taking Gimlé and the Ankh of Life with him. He would not need offensive capabilities to save his own life, after all, even if he did feel 'nerfed' by not taking the heirloom. As an added precaution, he made sure to record a message on his computer and on his school notebook detailing the offer of therapy, Dr. Nightman's clinic's address, and their knowledge of himself and the family 'issues'. He also composed a timed email to be sent to his friends in the Vigilantes in 24 hours telling them all about the 'Therapy'.
Was such paranoia proof that he needed it? Yes. But that paranoia was merited, considering how much 'Dr. Nightman', if that was ever his real name, knew. But Ken was still coming because one, the Doctor evidently had subtle means of coercion at his disposal, and two, he genuinely needed someone to talk to about his troubles, even though the chances of the offer being genuine were vanishingly slim. So the boy got his wallet, a small bag of snacks, and went off to the Nightman Clinic early enough to get to his appointment in time - But not before he did what background checks he could of the place and its resident doctor...
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Ken arrived at the clinic more suspicious than ever; he still didn't bring the Ame-no-Murakumo, but that was only because he valued the relic and the heritage it represented more than he did his life; an observation which prompted him to seek therapy from a more reputable institution once this mess was done. But unlike Chinami, he had no knowledge of traps and how to disarm them except for what he read in books or watched in shows or played in videogames, and so he went inside, checked himself in, and then took a seat, ready to coat himself in Gimlé's magical shield should things get too spicy.
It seemed he was alone, so the boy made sure to measure the distance between his seat and the door and hoped the latter didn't self-lock.
@Lewascan2@KillamriX88@Dezuel