dr. ryland killian

⭐️ first psychologist in the lost cities ⭐️

[soiwillloveyou]

healer ryland killian

officially registered healer, first contact for wards of exillium and exile, first intrinsicatory healer

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kotlc rp blog

my nephew / @kieran-heslege

my twin brother / @anrai-of-house-killian

basic info: ryland is the first ever therapist/psychologist in the lost cities. There’s a backstory, but I’ll let her come out during plot. he is the brother of Anrai Killian and very close with Elwin Heslage.

tags//:

cdev - character development (edits, lore, alludes)

ryland talks - replies and ask answers

ic / ooc - in/out of character

[kieran-heslege]

*waking up with my ears still ringing - I can't hear anything, my head hurts, and I'm-*

*-bound. By some chains of some sort. The cell has no light, no visible entrance or way of communication other than a window, which is black. I don't like it in here.* *I struggle against the chains, trying to bend the metal telekinetically, but I find that I'm...unable. For now. Somehow - my focus is too frayed by the lack of hearing, and everything keeps tilting to the side if I stare too intensely. Damn it. UGH-*

Father? Where are you?

*I keep calling, though I can't hear my own voice. I don't like it in here. I really don't like it in here.*

@councillor-darek @councillor-velia-guster @councillor-liora-official @councillor-zarina-official @councillor-clarette-official @councillor-bronte-of-the-cities @councillor-ramira @missringletsandrosycheeks @councillor-noland @the-real-councillor-emery @councillor-terik (and i forgot Alina and Kenric's @ s)

[soiwillloveyou]

Rylan md stands outside the gates for a while before going in. He’s been staring at the rocks in the dirt. He’s been rubbing his face. He’s been rubbing his nose that he broke and healed crooked tussling with his brother. He’s been thinking about things that his brother has done. He’s been missing him. He’s been thinking about things that they’ve broken.

Maybe half an hour later , he stands in front of the window, looking quietly through. Kieran. Or from his .. well what he was informed of, maybe not. He was never too close to the kid, though Ryland could never tell you why. By all means he should’ve been.

The doctor sighs, pulling his hands behind his head and gently gathering his hair with one arm since the other is holding his bag. Some of his hair falls against the side of his face, and so he gently pushes it back behind his ear. After another quiet second, he turns the little dial by the window and untints the visor.

[kieran-heslege]

*I'd about given up on screaming at this point, given I don't know how much time has passed (but my voice has gone raw). Now, I'm lying on the floor and staring at the ceiling, not even attempting to take the chains off - no use wasting my energy right now.* *But that changes the moment the window un-tints and I see him.*

Father?

*Immediately I'm on my feet, straining towards the window - I don't even feel the metal biting into my wrists, because I've got a much more important objective right now. That's him. That's Father, he's...he's here. He came for me. I have to get to him. If it weren't for these stupid chains-* I knew you'd come for me.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland watches carefully. While he lacks a bit of his brothers sharpness- Ryland doesn’t often narrow his own eyes, they have the same analytical illness to them a slightly detached thing that makes you feel odd beneath it. He purses his lips thoughtfully.

“hello, renn.” He says eventually, knowing that his voice will carry through the small modifications made. He’s always sounded similar to his brother although right now he’s talking a little too calmly for Anrai.

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”

[caspian-vacker]

he looks away, fiddling with his collar

Talked over? I wouldn’t call it talked over, more like… uhh… consistently given constructive criticism?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head- more so cocks it. He reminds you of one of those hyper smart working dogs, with his eyes and gaze. “Hm. But these…. Advisors, they would… interrupts you to criticize?” The doctor says it calmly, not judging nor softening his tone.

[caspian-vacker]

I, uh, I guess you could say that. It’s kinda an expectation I developed in childhood, a bit silly, but here we are.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland doesn’t seem very phased by this as if he already kind of worked that out.

“ we get used to the things we experienced when were children. Doesn’t mean those things were good, nor that they were bad. I personally do not like to interrupt my patience when they talk because I find that it perpetuates the fact that I have more to say than they might.” He sips on his glass, setting it down after.

“- which is never true. You come here to tell me about yourself. A session like this is in fact about you and nothing I have to say is more pressing than the stories you have to tell me about yourself and about your world.” this seems to be a common speech that he gives, but it still feels nearly personal nearly intimate. He sees a lot of patients like you.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, thanks… Sorry for being so awkward, it’s a lot of firsts for me.

He apologises again. Caspian seems to be the sort of person to compulsively say sorry every time he makes any mistake, however small

[soiwillloveyou]

“that’s fine, Caspian. You said they had to kick you out of your office after you set fire to it?” He says this in such a calm way it feels disorienting.

“may I inquire as to how you did that?”

[caspian-vacker]

Oh..I…well…

…would you believe me if I said I messed up really badly whilst making tea?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland raises both of his eyebrows, and very barely purses his lips. “did you?” He asks evenly

[caspian-vacker]

uhhhh, yup! I was lighting my gas hob, with matches, and I didn’t realise it was a leak until I lit the match and the room exploded in flames

[soiwillloveyou]

“hm.you work as a …. What, exactly?” Ryland asks now smiling a little.

[caspian-vacker]

I’m the accountant, for the Council, and uh yknow, gotta have my tea to get through finances and stuff, haha

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods as if understandingly. “ I see.” his pen note down something from where it’s been hovering . Ryland what’s them sit in the slightly uncomfortable silence for close to a minute and then breaks it. “Caspian, I always assume my patients are telling the truth. But I cannot help you if you lie to me. I’m not saying that you’re lying now. it’s entirely possible that you did something like that… but from what I’m seeing of you, you don’t seem that careless of a person. If you are lying, and you don’t want to tell me anything more, there’s nobody forcing you to. But I cannot help you solve issues if you’re not able to confront them by yourself..”

He sits back in his chair, a little bit, propping his chin onto one fist .

[caspian-vacker]

I.. well..

*Caspian seems to have some sort of internal debate with himself for a few minutes, before just blurting out*

I’m a pyrokinetic

*he covers his mouth as if he didn’t expect himself to say that*

Please don’t tell?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland smiles openly for the first time since they’ve started the game of stories. it’s not by any means of malicious look, but it’s not particularly empathetic. It’s almost something of satisfaction, just barely hard to pinpoint. “ I thought so, yes.. it’s not my place to tell secrets for you.”

[caspian-vacker]

He puts his face in his hands, a bit red, and groans.

Am I really that obvious? Stars, I'm surprised I'm not locked away or put on some watch list yet.

He looks up from his hands

So, uh, yeah, I kinda lost control of my flames in the office and kaboom

He mimes an explosion with his hands

I probably should be put on ability restrictors or something for safety, shouldn't I? Augh, how do I keep fucking everything up?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland watches him calmly. He doesn’t look alarmed at all, very easy and level. “how does it happen, losing control?”

[soiwillloveyou]

*Knocks on the door before opening it and poking her head in.*

Dr. Ryland? Uh, hi. They told me you studied intrinsicstory science? Like, how the elven brain works and whatever?

I’ve got a bit of a situation I think you’d want to check out. My mind is either immune or extremely resistant to breaking. I’m not entirely sure why, but my mother theorises that it has to do with my upbringing. I’m curious what you can find out.

- @auburn-talle-mesmer

Dr. Killian looks up from where he had been arranging wooden toys on the shelf, something his partner had brought for his younger patients.

"hello!” he says in greeting when she first comes in, but she’s quick to explain her whole situation in the doorway as if unsure if she can have his time.

Ryland pauses after listening to her speak, brows furrowing for just a little bit before he smooths them out.

Ryland of course.. has ideas on how this could play out. But it's not his place to put things into motion.

“ we can certainly talk about that, kid. I shouldn’t have another appointment for a few hours, do you wanna take a seat?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Alright. *She settles into a chair.*

So, how does this work? Are you a Telepath or something? she asks. And also you’re not going to snitch to the Council if you see anything illegal in my head, right? I mean, not that I would do anything illegal… Liar.

[soiwillloveyou]

He blinks a little, then gives her a small grin, lopsided like his slightly tilted canine. Rylan sides into the chair across from her. “No, I’m not a telepath- not by any means.”

he says this with a hint of amusement. Maybe disdain.

“I am, however, a part time employee of the eleven council. Full disclosure. This isn’t on my roster for them, though. What’s your name?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Talle. Auburn Talle. She smiles a bit. So, if you’re not a Telepath…how does this work? Don’t tell me I actually have to talk about my feelings.

She’s joking…mostly. She’s not very good at verbalizing things.

[soiwillloveyou]

“well, usually the best place to start is you could tell me about yourself. Do you go to school?” Ryland watches her very mildly, as if just having a conversation. Really, he is.

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Yeah. I’m a level 6. This is easy. She can talk about this.

[soiwillloveyou]

“So you’re… seventeen?” He asks, looking at her. He sips a mug of something, setting it back down ontop of a deep scarred watermark. A man of habit? It doesn’t really seem like it.

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Around there, yeah. Haven’t really kept track of birthdays since I came here. No one else does. *She shrugs.* Not really a big deal, I don’t think.

[soiwillloveyou]

“ I think the 50 year system works generally but… I like to have a notation for under the age of 100.” He says with a small shrug. “ it’s helpful for my research. Have you manifested?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

*She nods.* Yeah. I manifested as a Mesmer at 13. Reason I moved to the Lost Cities, actually.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods acceptingly. He’s used to mesmers, beguilers. It’s rare they adjust well.

“where did you stay before that, can I ask?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

I was raised in Ravagog. I’m sure you’ve heard of my mother? Lady Cadence Talle?

*She leans back in her chair slightly, relaxing a bit. If he didn’t freak out at her ability, surely he wouldn’t freak out about her upbringing.*

[soiwillloveyou]

"oh, yes. Your mother and father and I all were occilating in the elite research levels together- it's an incredible privilege to have such dominion on a topic..." He trails off, realizing he’s talking a little too passionately.

“Ravagog, hm? I’ve only been once or twice for consul. How would you say it was, Auburn?"ryland asks, back into an easy tone.

[soiwillloveyou]

*Knocks on the door before opening it and poking her head in.*

Dr. Ryland? Uh, hi. They told me you studied intrinsicstory science? Like, how the elven brain works and whatever?

I’ve got a bit of a situation I think you’d want to check out. My mind is either immune or extremely resistant to breaking. I’m not entirely sure why, but my mother theorises that it has to do with my upbringing. I’m curious what you can find out.

- @auburn-talle-mesmer

Dr. Killian looks up from where he had been arranging wooden toys on the shelf, something his partner had brought for his younger patients.

"hello!” he says in greeting when she first comes in, but she’s quick to explain her whole situation in the doorway as if unsure if she can have his time.

Ryland pauses after listening to her speak, brows furrowing for just a little bit before he smooths them out.

Ryland of course.. has ideas on how this could play out. But it's not his place to put things into motion.

“ we can certainly talk about that, kid. I shouldn’t have another appointment for a few hours, do you wanna take a seat?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Alright. *She settles into a chair.*

So, how does this work? Are you a Telepath or something? she asks. And also you’re not going to snitch to the Council if you see anything illegal in my head, right? I mean, not that I would do anything illegal… Liar.

[soiwillloveyou]

He blinks a little, then gives her a small grin, lopsided like his slightly tilted canine. Rylan sides into the chair across from her. “No, I’m not a telepath- not by any means.”

he says this with a hint of amusement. Maybe disdain.

“I am, however, a part time employee of the eleven council. Full disclosure. This isn’t on my roster for them, though. What’s your name?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Talle. Auburn Talle. She smiles a bit. So, if you’re not a Telepath…how does this work? Don’t tell me I actually have to talk about my feelings.

She’s joking…mostly. She’s not very good at verbalizing things.

[soiwillloveyou]

“well, usually the best place to start is you could tell me about yourself. Do you go to school?” Ryland watches her very mildly, as if just having a conversation. Really, he is.

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Yeah. I’m a level 6. This is easy. She can talk about this.

[soiwillloveyou]

“So you’re… seventeen?” He asks, looking at her. He sips a mug of something, setting it back down ontop of a deep scarred watermark. A man of habit? It doesn’t really seem like it.

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Around there, yeah. Haven’t really kept track of birthdays since I came here. No one else does. *She shrugs.* Not really a big deal, I don’t think.

[soiwillloveyou]

“ I think the 50 year system works generally but… I like to have a notation for under the age of 100.” He says with a small shrug. “ it’s helpful for my research. Have you manifested?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

*She nods.* Yeah. I manifested as a Mesmer at 13. Reason I moved to the Lost Cities, actually.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods acceptingly. He’s used to mesmers, beguilers. It’s rare they adjust well.

“where did you stay before that, can I ask?”

[soiwillloveyou]

[soiwillloveyou]

*Knocks on the door before opening it and poking her head in.*

Dr. Ryland? Uh, hi. They told me you studied intrinsicstory science? Like, how the elven brain works and whatever?

I’ve got a bit of a situation I think you’d want to check out. My mind is either immune or extremely resistant to breaking. I’m not entirely sure why, but my mother theorises that it has to do with my upbringing. I’m curious what you can find out.

- @auburn-talle-mesmer

Dr. Killian looks up from where he had been arranging wooden toys on the shelf, something his partner had brought for his younger patients.

"hello!” he says in greeting when she first comes in, but she’s quick to explain her whole situation in the doorway as if unsure if she can have his time.

Ryland pauses after listening to her speak, brows furrowing for just a little bit before he smooths them out.

Ryland of course.. has ideas on how this could play out. But it's not his place to put things into motion.

“ we can certainly talk about that, kid. I shouldn’t have another appointment for a few hours, do you wanna take a seat?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Alright. *She settles into a chair.*

So, how does this work? Are you a Telepath or something? she asks. And also you’re not going to snitch to the Council if you see anything illegal in my head, right? I mean, not that I would do anything illegal… Liar.

[soiwillloveyou]

He blinks a little, then gives her a small grin, lopsided like his slightly tilted canine. Rylan sides into the chair across from her. “No, I’m not a telepath- not by any means.”

he says this with a hint of amusement. Maybe disdain.

“I am, however, a part time employee of the eleven council. Full disclosure. This isn’t on my roster for them, though. What’s your name?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Talle. Auburn Talle. She smiles a bit. So, if you’re not a Telepath…how does this work? Don’t tell me I actually have to talk about my feelings.

She’s joking…mostly. She’s not very good at verbalizing things.

[soiwillloveyou]

“well, usually the best place to start is you could tell me about yourself. Do you go to school?” Ryland watches her very mildly, as if just having a conversation. Really, he is.

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Yeah. I’m a level 6. This is easy. She can talk about this.

[soiwillloveyou]

“So you’re… seventeen?” He asks, looking at her. He sips a mug of something, setting it back down ontop of a deep scarred watermark. A man of habit? It doesn’t really seem like it.

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Around there, yeah. Haven’t really kept track of birthdays since I came here. No one else does. *She shrugs.* Not really a big deal, I don’t think.

[soiwillloveyou]

“ I think the 50 year system works generally but… I like to have a notation for under the age of 100.” He says with a small shrug. “ it’s helpful for my research. Have you manifested?”

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”

[caspian-vacker]

he looks away, fiddling with his collar

Talked over? I wouldn’t call it talked over, more like… uhh… consistently given constructive criticism?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head- more so cocks it. He reminds you of one of those hyper smart working dogs, with his eyes and gaze. “Hm. But these…. Advisors, they would… interrupts you to criticize?” The doctor says it calmly, not judging nor softening his tone.

[caspian-vacker]

I, uh, I guess you could say that. It’s kinda an expectation I developed in childhood, a bit silly, but here we are.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland doesn’t seem very phased by this as if he already kind of worked that out.

“ we get used to the things we experienced when were children. Doesn’t mean those things were good, nor that they were bad. I personally do not like to interrupt my patience when they talk because I find that it perpetuates the fact that I have more to say than they might.” He sips on his glass, setting it down after.

“- which is never true. You come here to tell me about yourself. A session like this is in fact about you and nothing I have to say is more pressing than the stories you have to tell me about yourself and about your world.” this seems to be a common speech that he gives, but it still feels nearly personal nearly intimate. He sees a lot of patients like you.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, thanks… Sorry for being so awkward, it’s a lot of firsts for me.

He apologises again. Caspian seems to be the sort of person to compulsively say sorry every time he makes any mistake, however small

[soiwillloveyou]

“that’s fine, Caspian. You said they had to kick you out of your office after you set fire to it?” He says this in such a calm way it feels disorienting.

“may I inquire as to how you did that?”

[caspian-vacker]

Oh..I…well…

…would you believe me if I said I messed up really badly whilst making tea?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland raises both of his eyebrows, and very barely purses his lips. “did you?” He asks evenly

[caspian-vacker]

uhhhh, yup! I was lighting my gas hob, with matches, and I didn’t realise it was a leak until I lit the match and the room exploded in flames

[soiwillloveyou]

“hm.you work as a …. What, exactly?” Ryland asks now smiling a little.

[caspian-vacker]

I’m the accountant, for the Council, and uh yknow, gotta have my tea to get through finances and stuff, haha

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods as if understandingly. “ I see.” his pen note down something from where it’s been hovering . Ryland what’s them sit in the slightly uncomfortable silence for close to a minute and then breaks it. “Caspian, I always assume my patients are telling the truth. But I cannot help you if you lie to me. I’m not saying that you’re lying now. it’s entirely possible that you did something like that… but from what I’m seeing of you, you don’t seem that careless of a person. If you are lying, and you don’t want to tell me anything more, there’s nobody forcing you to. But I cannot help you solve issues if you’re not able to confront them by yourself..”

He sits back in his chair, a little bit, propping his chin onto one fist .

[caspian-vacker]

I.. well..

*Caspian seems to have some sort of internal debate with himself for a few minutes, before just blurting out*

I’m a pyrokinetic

*he covers his mouth as if he didn’t expect himself to say that*

Please don’t tell?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland smiles openly for the first time since they’ve started the game of stories. it’s not by any means of malicious look, but it’s not particularly empathetic. It’s almost something of satisfaction, just barely hard to pinpoint. “ I thought so, yes.. it’s not my place to tell secrets for you.”

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”

[caspian-vacker]

he looks away, fiddling with his collar

Talked over? I wouldn’t call it talked over, more like… uhh… consistently given constructive criticism?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head- more so cocks it. He reminds you of one of those hyper smart working dogs, with his eyes and gaze. “Hm. But these…. Advisors, they would… interrupts you to criticize?” The doctor says it calmly, not judging nor softening his tone.

[caspian-vacker]

I, uh, I guess you could say that. It’s kinda an expectation I developed in childhood, a bit silly, but here we are.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland doesn’t seem very phased by this as if he already kind of worked that out.

“ we get used to the things we experienced when were children. Doesn’t mean those things were good, nor that they were bad. I personally do not like to interrupt my patience when they talk because I find that it perpetuates the fact that I have more to say than they might.” He sips on his glass, setting it down after.

“- which is never true. You come here to tell me about yourself. A session like this is in fact about you and nothing I have to say is more pressing than the stories you have to tell me about yourself and about your world.” this seems to be a common speech that he gives, but it still feels nearly personal nearly intimate. He sees a lot of patients like you.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, thanks… Sorry for being so awkward, it’s a lot of firsts for me.

He apologises again. Caspian seems to be the sort of person to compulsively say sorry every time he makes any mistake, however small

[soiwillloveyou]

“that’s fine, Caspian. You said they had to kick you out of your office after you set fire to it?” He says this in such a calm way it feels disorienting.

“may I inquire as to how you did that?”

[caspian-vacker]

Oh..I…well…

…would you believe me if I said I messed up really badly whilst making tea?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland raises both of his eyebrows, and very barely purses his lips. “did you?” He asks evenly

[caspian-vacker]

uhhhh, yup! I was lighting my gas hob, with matches, and I didn’t realise it was a leak until I lit the match and the room exploded in flames

[soiwillloveyou]

“hm.you work as a …. What, exactly?” Ryland asks now smiling a little.

[caspian-vacker]

I’m the accountant, for the Council, and uh yknow, gotta have my tea to get through finances and stuff, haha

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods as if understandingly. “ I see.” his pen note down something from where it’s been hovering . Ryland what’s them sit in the slightly uncomfortable silence for close to a minute and then breaks it. “Caspian, I always assume my patients are telling the truth. But I cannot help you if you lie to me. I’m not saying that you’re lying now. it’s entirely possible that you did something like that… but from what I’m seeing of you, you don’t seem that careless of a person. If you are lying, and you don’t want to tell me anything more, there’s nobody forcing you to. But I cannot help you solve issues if you’re not able to confront them by yourself..”

He sits back in his chair, a little bit, propping his chin onto one fist .

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”

[caspian-vacker]

he looks away, fiddling with his collar

Talked over? I wouldn’t call it talked over, more like… uhh… consistently given constructive criticism?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head- more so cocks it. He reminds you of one of those hyper smart working dogs, with his eyes and gaze. “Hm. But these…. Advisors, they would… interrupts you to criticize?” The doctor says it calmly, not judging nor softening his tone.

[caspian-vacker]

I, uh, I guess you could say that. It’s kinda an expectation I developed in childhood, a bit silly, but here we are.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland doesn’t seem very phased by this as if he already kind of worked that out.

“ we get used to the things we experienced when were children. Doesn’t mean those things were good, nor that they were bad. I personally do not like to interrupt my patience when they talk because I find that it perpetuates the fact that I have more to say than they might.” He sips on his glass, setting it down after.

“- which is never true. You come here to tell me about yourself. A session like this is in fact about you and nothing I have to say is more pressing than the stories you have to tell me about yourself and about your world.” this seems to be a common speech that he gives, but it still feels nearly personal nearly intimate. He sees a lot of patients like you.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, thanks… Sorry for being so awkward, it’s a lot of firsts for me.

He apologises again. Caspian seems to be the sort of person to compulsively say sorry every time he makes any mistake, however small

[soiwillloveyou]

“that’s fine, Caspian. You said they had to kick you out of your office after you set fire to it?” He says this in such a calm way it feels disorienting.

“may I inquire as to how you did that?”

[caspian-vacker]

Oh..I…well…

…would you believe me if I said I messed up really badly whilst making tea?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland raises both of his eyebrows, and very barely purses his lips. “did you?” He asks evenly

[caspian-vacker]

uhhhh, yup! I was lighting my gas hob, with matches, and I didn’t realise it was a leak until I lit the match and the room exploded in flames

[soiwillloveyou]

“hm.you work as a …. What, exactly?” Ryland asks now smiling a little.

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”

[caspian-vacker]

he looks away, fiddling with his collar

Talked over? I wouldn’t call it talked over, more like… uhh… consistently given constructive criticism?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head- more so cocks it. He reminds you of one of those hyper smart working dogs, with his eyes and gaze. “Hm. But these…. Advisors, they would… interrupts you to criticize?” The doctor says it calmly, not judging nor softening his tone.

[caspian-vacker]

I, uh, I guess you could say that. It’s kinda an expectation I developed in childhood, a bit silly, but here we are.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland doesn’t seem very phased by this as if he already kind of worked that out.

“ we get used to the things we experienced when were children. Doesn’t mean those things were good, nor that they were bad. I personally do not like to interrupt my patience when they talk because I find that it perpetuates the fact that I have more to say than they might.” He sips on his glass, setting it down after.

“- which is never true. You come here to tell me about yourself. A session like this is in fact about you and nothing I have to say is more pressing than the stories you have to tell me about yourself and about your world.” this seems to be a common speech that he gives, but it still feels nearly personal nearly intimate. He sees a lot of patients like you.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, thanks… Sorry for being so awkward, it’s a lot of firsts for me.

He apologises again. Caspian seems to be the sort of person to compulsively say sorry every time he makes any mistake, however small

[soiwillloveyou]

“that’s fine, Caspian. You said they had to kick you out of your office after you set fire to it?” He says this in such a calm way it feels disorienting.

“may I inquire as to how you did that?”

[caspian-vacker]

Oh..I…well…

…would you believe me if I said I messed up really badly whilst making tea?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland raises both of his eyebrows, and very barely purses his lips. “did you?” He asks evenly

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”

[caspian-vacker]

he looks away, fiddling with his collar

Talked over? I wouldn’t call it talked over, more like… uhh… consistently given constructive criticism?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head- more so cocks it. He reminds you of one of those hyper smart working dogs, with his eyes and gaze. “Hm. But these…. Advisors, they would… interrupts you to criticize?” The doctor says it calmly, not judging nor softening his tone.

[caspian-vacker]

I, uh, I guess you could say that. It’s kinda an expectation I developed in childhood, a bit silly, but here we are.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland doesn’t seem very phased by this as if he already kind of worked that out.

“ we get used to the things we experienced when were children. Doesn’t mean those things were good, nor that they were bad. I personally do not like to interrupt my patience when they talk because I find that it perpetuates the fact that I have more to say than they might.” He sips on his glass, setting it down after.

“- which is never true. You come here to tell me about yourself. A session like this is in fact about you and nothing I have to say is more pressing than the stories you have to tell me about yourself and about your world.” this seems to be a common speech that he gives, but it still feels nearly personal nearly intimate. He sees a lot of patients like you.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, thanks… Sorry for being so awkward, it’s a lot of firsts for me.

He apologises again. Caspian seems to be the sort of person to compulsively say sorry every time he makes any mistake, however small

[soiwillloveyou]

“that’s fine, Caspian. You said they had to kick you out of your office after you set fire to it?” He says this in such a calm way it feels disorienting.

“may I inquire as to how you did that?”

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”

[caspian-vacker]

he looks away, fiddling with his collar

Talked over? I wouldn’t call it talked over, more like… uhh… consistently given constructive criticism?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head- more so cocks it. He reminds you of one of those hyper smart working dogs, with his eyes and gaze. “Hm. But these…. Advisors, they would… interrupts you to criticize?” The doctor says it calmly, not judging nor softening his tone.

[caspian-vacker]

I, uh, I guess you could say that. It’s kinda an expectation I developed in childhood, a bit silly, but here we are.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland doesn’t seem very phased by this as if he already kind of worked that out.

“ we get used to the things we experienced when were children. Doesn’t mean those things were good, nor that they were bad. I personally do not like to interrupt my patience when they talk because I find that it perpetuates the fact that I have more to say than they might.” He sips on his glass, setting it down after.

“- which is never true. You come here to tell me about yourself. A session like this is in fact about you and nothing I have to say is more pressing than the stories you have to tell me about yourself and about your world.” this seems to be a common speech that he gives, but it still feels nearly personal nearly intimate. He sees a lot of patients like you.

[soiwillloveyou]

*Knocks on the door before opening it and poking her head in.*

Dr. Ryland? Uh, hi. They told me you studied intrinsicstory science? Like, how the elven brain works and whatever?

I’ve got a bit of a situation I think you’d want to check out. My mind is either immune or extremely resistant to breaking. I’m not entirely sure why, but my mother theorises that it has to do with my upbringing. I’m curious what you can find out.

- @auburn-talle-mesmer

Dr. Killian looks up from where he had been arranging wooden toys on the shelf, something his partner had brought for his younger patients.

"hello!” he says in greeting when she first comes in, but she’s quick to explain her whole situation in the doorway as if unsure if she can have his time.

Ryland pauses after listening to her speak, brows furrowing for just a little bit before he smooths them out.

Ryland of course.. has ideas on how this could play out. But it's not his place to put things into motion.

“ we can certainly talk about that, kid. I shouldn’t have another appointment for a few hours, do you wanna take a seat?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Alright. *She settles into a chair.*

So, how does this work? Are you a Telepath or something? she asks. And also you’re not going to snitch to the Council if you see anything illegal in my head, right? I mean, not that I would do anything illegal… Liar.

[soiwillloveyou]

He blinks a little, then gives her a small grin, lopsided like his slightly tilted canine. Rylan sides into the chair across from her. “No, I’m not a telepath- not by any means.”

he says this with a hint of amusement. Maybe disdain.

“I am, however, a part time employee of the eleven council. Full disclosure. This isn’t on my roster for them, though. What’s your name?”

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Talle. Auburn Talle. She smiles a bit. So, if you’re not a Telepath…how does this work? Don’t tell me I actually have to talk about my feelings.

She’s joking…mostly. She’s not very good at verbalizing things.

[soiwillloveyou]

“well, usually the best place to start is you could tell me about yourself. Do you go to school?” Ryland watches her very mildly, as if just having a conversation. Really, he is.

[auburn-talle-mesmer]

Yeah. I’m a level 6. This is easy. She can talk about this.

[soiwillloveyou]

“So you’re… seventeen?” He asks, looking at her. He sips a mug of something, setting it back down ontop of a deep scarred watermark. A man of habit? It doesn’t really seem like it.

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”

[caspian-vacker]

he looks away, fiddling with his collar

Talked over? I wouldn’t call it talked over, more like… uhh… consistently given constructive criticism?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head- more so cocks it. He reminds you of one of those hyper smart working dogs, with his eyes and gaze. “Hm. But these…. Advisors, they would… interrupts you to criticize?” The doctor says it calmly, not judging nor softening his tone.

[kieran-heslege]

*waking up with my ears still ringing - I can't hear anything, my head hurts, and I'm-*

*-bound. By some chains of some sort. The cell has no light, no visible entrance or way of communication other than a window, which is black. I don't like it in here.* *I struggle against the chains, trying to bend the metal telekinetically, but I find that I'm...unable. For now. Somehow - my focus is too frayed by the lack of hearing, and everything keeps tilting to the side if I stare too intensely. Damn it. UGH-*

Father? Where are you?

*I keep calling, though I can't hear my own voice. I don't like it in here. I really don't like it in here.*

@councillor-darek @councillor-velia-guster @councillor-liora-official @councillor-zarina-official @councillor-clarette-official @councillor-bronte-of-the-cities @councillor-ramira @missringletsandrosycheeks @councillor-noland @the-real-councillor-emery @councillor-terik (and i forgot Alina and Kenric's @ s)

[soiwillloveyou]

Rylan md stands outside the gates for a while before going in. He’s been staring at the rocks in the dirt. He’s been rubbing his face. He’s been rubbing his nose that he broke and healed crooked tussling with his brother. He’s been thinking about things that his brother has done. He’s been missing him. He’s been thinking about things that they’ve broken.

Maybe half an hour later , he stands in front of the window, looking quietly through. Kieran. Or from his .. well what he was informed of, maybe not. He was never too close to the kid, though Ryland could never tell you why. By all means he should’ve been.

The doctor sighs, pulling his hands behind his head and gently gathering his hair with one arm since the other is holding his bag. Some of his hair falls against the side of his face, and so he gently pushes it back behind his ear. After another quiet second, he turns the little dial by the window and untints the visor.

[soiwillloveyou]

*he hesitantly opens the door of the clinic and walks in, already a bit intimidated. He fidgets with a business card to the clinic*

Hello, I'm uh, here for an appointment, I got recommended to you, since apparently you helped out a lot of people.

-- @caspian-vacker

Ryland looks up from his file and neatly slides it shut, looking up. He’s got gray blue eyes, and they slowly grace over him. Ryland gives you a small smile. “Mr. Vacker, right? It’s good to meet you, come in.”

[caspian-vacker]

He sits down on the chair in front of the desk, looking down at his hands

It's good to meet you too. I hope I'm not bothering you, HR told me I had to come here otherwise they might have some scandal concerning employee mental health and stuff.

[soiwillloveyou]

“Oh- so they are sending people to me for- well, that’s good. I’m glad you could come down.” Ryland clears the desk and sits back down. He wears a white cardigan with little orange and yellow beads in the cuffs over a simple tunic and trousers. Despite being an asset to the nobility, he is not a member.

Rylan smiles at you, and it seems genuine. “And of course you’re not bothering me- I’m a healer, Mr. Vacker, it’s in the blood.”

[caspian-vacker]

Please, call me Caspian. I don’t really associate myself with the Vackers anyway.

So uh, what are you having me do? I’ve never heard of this branch of science before.

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland nods, making a small note on his pad. He doesn’t touch the pen, but it writes small things sometimes, though they’re out of sight. He’s good with his telekinesis.

“Well, intrinsics is the relationship between your mind, your body, your mindset, and your experiences. My role in helping to improve that could be a lot of things, Caspian. What resulted in you coming to see me? “

[caspian-vacker]

Well, uh, I’ve been a bit stressed lately and haven’t slept much and still wasn’t making much progress through the mountain of work so I might’ve had a bit of a break down at work and accidentally set the office on fire, haha, in fact I still have paperwork to do as of right now and they had to physically kick my out of the office for me to get help, so uh it’s a bit

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland’s expression doesn’t shift at all through the story, he simply watches without judgement- as is essential. When Caspian stops to breathe, he finally talks. “Can I get you some water, Caspian?” He asks, pouring a glass for himself and taking out a second.

[caspian-vacker]

oh, yes please. Sorry if I was rambling a bit there.

He shifts a bit uncomfortably, he clearly is a bit unsettled by how unemotive Ryland has been

Not a very expressive man?

[soiwillloveyou]

Ryland tilts his head slightly as he slides the glass over. “ I like to think I express myself, but when a patient is telling me a story, it’s never my place to ooh and ahh. I’m impartial, at least as a witness. It’s a bit off if you’re used to being talked over though, I’m sure.”