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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/15/2017 8:38:53 AM
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"You're f*cking crying at his grave for the fiftieth time, Sarah." He said, his voice deadpan. "Broken is an understatement."
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"You're right. I'm not broken. I'm f**king insane."
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"Exactly, I agree. That's why you're getting professional help."
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"You can't make me!" She yelled.
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"Now you're acting like a child. Do I have to treat you like a child?"
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/18/2017 2:46:48 AMLunar looked scared of her. She needed help. He froze in mid-trsnsmatt, keeping her still.
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[spoiler]wat[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Basically he froze her in place.[/spoiler]
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"Thanks, Lunar." He walked over, picking her up and beginning to walk to a mental health center located in the Dojo.
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She didn't say much.
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Bedlam carried her all the way into the center, setting her down before checking in. He then sat down beside the chair he put her in. "This'll probably end well..."
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/15/2017 11:21:21 PM"Oh dear...." Lunar muttered. The Warlock struggled.
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"Sarah, calm down. Stop being a child." He sighed.
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"Behave," Lunar scolded, "Or I'll call Mason."
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"He'd agree with me. She needs help." Bedlam glanced up at the Ghost before gazing back down at the ground.
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"She really... needs help," Lunar said.
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"She'll get better at least. Professionals help people through this kind of stuff all the time."
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Lunar seemed to agree. The Ghost bobbed up and down. He released Sarah. She was calm, now. She sat down. She was afraid. The Warlock shivered.
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Bedlam scootched over and hugged her. "It's okay, Sarah..."
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"I don't like talking about what goes on in my head in front of anyone..." She whispered.
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"Would you feel more comfortable talking to me about it? Someone has to help you through this, Sarah." He whispered back.
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She curled up into a ball. Lunar whispered quietly to Bedlam, "Truth serum."
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"No, I can't force her, Lunar." Bedlam held her tighter and rested his chin on the top of her head. "I hate seeing you so scared like this..."
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"She isn't going to let anyone know otherwise. She won't talk," Lunar replied. He knew her. Then, Lunar disappeared, probably to get a vial of truth serum.
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"Still not right to force her..." Bedlam sighed as he held the curled up Guardian. "Sarah, don't be scared. I just want to help you. I want you happy. All I want is for others to be happy."
