Fabrications of the insane mind

Killian Lancaster | 30 | Level Red | Schizophrenia

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Falalala, dododo, in his own little world, nana}

[kia-lane-deactivated20130816]

Killian is a cool name, I like the way it sounds..mm why are you here Killian, if I may ask that not to many people like that question though.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

I'm not gonna answer that.

[sigmaparker]

-observing-

[sigmaparker]

Fair enough.

Carry on, then.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

Who're you?

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Falalala, dododo, in his own little world, nana}

[kia-lane-deactivated20130816]

Mm..okayyy. I don’t think you’re a good liar, but I’ll go with it. I’m Kia, by the way. I haven’t met you yet.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

I'm Killian.

[teenhunter--rps]

Vic observed as the male shifted himself hastily and awkwardly around in his seat, locking his gaze on Victors leather shoes. Vic stayed in his same calm state and position, hands clasped together in his lap. The doctor wasn’t one to use pats on shoulders or the like as calming methods. People often made mistakes in doing this. So Dr. Shelley merely looked down upon the male, finding something irkingly interesting in him. “What do you hope to get from this visit with me Killian? There is no point in sitting, speaking of nothing but hate if it’s going to get us nowhere." 

[lancaster-killian-blog]

Killian thought over what Victor said, his eyebrows furrowing together in concentration. He still didn't trust the man, and he didn't know what he wanted from any visit with a doctor of any kind. After all, he'd been admitted to the institution for help, but it was more or less against his own will. He didn't want help because he knew nothing he thought was a delusion. He was right. Finally he looked up at Victor, his eyes full of slight confusion. "I don't know."

[sigmaparker]

-observing-

[sigmaparker]

Not much of a talker, eh?

[lancaster-killian-blog]

Nope.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Falalala, dododo, in his own little world, nana}

[kia-lane-deactivated20130816]

You look down…

[lancaster-killian-blog]

I'm not.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Falalala, dododo, in his own little world, nana}

[annabelle-gracee-deactivated201]

You were the one sitting there staring into the distance.. — Thought something might be wrong.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

I'm in a mental institution, of course something's wrong.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Falalala, dododo, in his own little world, nana}

[kia-lane-deactivated20130816]

I try! 

What’s got you down?

[lancaster-killian-blog]

I'm not down.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Falalala, dododo, in his own little world, nana}

[kia-lane-deactivated20130816]

You seem distracted, mister…

[lancaster-killian-blog]

Great observation skills you got there.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Falalala, dododo, in his own little world, nana}

[annabelle-gracee-deactivated201]

Hello.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

What do you want?

[santnah-deactivated20171030]

[lancaster-killian-blog]

"Therapy is an acquired taste I have yet to acquire."

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Falalala, dododo, in his own little world, nana}

[sigmaparker]

-observing-

[sigmaparker]

You know, I can’t say I’ve had many patients observing me observing them.

[lancaster-killian-blog]

[rinalism]

[sigmaparker]

-observing-

[sigmaparker]

-keeps observing in an awkward stare down kinda way-

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Is creepy so observes away quite the thing.}

[sigmaparker]

-observing-

[lancaster-killian-blog]

{Observing back OOOH}

[teenhunter--rps]

"I can speak what you feel, Killian. I know you." Vic’s way of getting in to patients minds would of sent chills down any sane persons spine. But with the mentally disturbed he could speak directly to their mind. He was on the same level as them but nobody would ever know because he could control it. Just like he could control them. If they let him. “Don’t be afraid." 

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Killian stayed quiet, moving his hands to wring his hands together, his breathing shaky despite the fact he'd calmed down a considerable amount. He watched Victor closely, shaking his head. "I'm not afraid." he said quietly, almost meekly. Truth be told he hadn't initially been afraid in the first place. Upon first seeing Victor there was an appeal. Only a few people in the world were ones Killian could consider trusting, just by how they looked. That never tended to end well. He shifted awkwardly in his seat, trying to avert his gaze or move away, but he wasn't good at focusing on other things, and Victor was right in front of him, so it was a little difficult for him to do anything but look at their feet.