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[cantjigglethese.livejournal.com]

[Today, Male!Rose has decided to do as his female alternate has done in the past and set up his own office for therapy. There are obviously a lot of trouble individuals here, so maybe he can help, even if to just to offer them a chance to talk to an unbiased person about their problems.]

[So come into the office and take a seat on the couch, maybe grab a piece of chocolate don't worry he didn't make it and share your feelings.]



[And if you hear breathing in the ceiling it's just because you're paranoid, not because femlightning is up there trying to make sure everything goes smoothly. That's what Russ would say anyway, because he doesn't know she's there.]

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[femlightning.livejournal.com]

[That said, if she has to come down from here because you threatened her husband you'll probably leave the room with more issues than you had when you came in.]

[dontshakeplz.livejournal.com]

[Hohoho, finally she is on the other side of the desk now, so to speak.]

[Rose peeks her head into the office, first noting the excellent taste in decorating, before noticing the man there.]

Setting up an office for something?

Incoming!

[jerkass-father.livejournal.com]

[If there's one thing Solidus needs, it's therapy.

Big Boss doesn't bother to research, of course. Why bother? If they're not good enough, he'll sort them out. Instead, he simply carries the wriggling four-armed boy to the office-]

I told you, you'll feel better for it! Get your goddamn therapy or else I'm going to tan your hide until you could easily be mistaken for an embarassed red poison dart frog from behind!

[-shoves him through the doorway and slams the door shut. You can be sure that the door is being tightly guarded from the outside.]

And stay there until the therapist is done!

[manryl.livejournal.com]

[Merrel had just been passing by really, when his eyes caught sight of the comfortably-decorated office. The soldier didn't even notice that someone was occupying this apparent office at first, but then he blinks as he recognizes the man]

[Leaning against the doorframe] ...Russ?

[Why would anyone set up an office in a place like The Nexus?]

[neurotic-insect.livejournal.com]

[Dimitri had been in places like this before. Therapists. People who helped you talk through problems. He had talked with people like that in the past, and they had been slightly helpful, but the last one he had met was at least two years ago.]

Hello? [He lingered in the doorway, not quite willing to come in.]