One more thing...

[No More Pretending]

Name: Elizabeth Smith


Age: 23


Gender: female.


Bio: for the past couple years, she's been fighting an uphill battle with her depression, actually getting to the point that she has attempted suicide. Now, she's decided to seek professional help.<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_10/image.jpg.606106bdfac35381aa25b39bacea0fa5.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="32510" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_10/image.jpg.606106bdfac35381aa25b39bacea0fa5.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

 

[Riven]

Name: Aiden Reece


Age: 26


Gender: Male


Bio: Has been working as a therapist for a few months, still a bit new to the job he is in. Has been living alone for the past few years. Proud of his work, kind and caring to any of his closest friends and family.<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_10/991409c69f1bab5608657d2c0865a9a4.jpg.d4f4a9f1bf0a30578ec3603a47713460.jpg" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="32511" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_10/991409c69f1bab5608657d2c0865a9a4.jpg.d4f4a9f1bf0a30578ec3603a47713460.jpg" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>

 

[No More Pretending]

(Would you like to start, or should I?)

 

[Riven]

After you m'lady


*polite bow*

 

[No More Pretending]

Well, thank you, kind sir~. *curtsy*


Elizabeth walked nervously into the waiting room after speaking to the woman at the front desk to let her know she was there for the appointment.age was fiddling with the hem of her sweater.

 

[Riven]

Aiden walked into the department, carrying a suitcase in one hand and his jacket in the other. He shows worry on his face as he hurries into the building. He got the memo of an appointment late, ending his usual happy day stroll. He walks into the hall as he unknowingly drops his wallet on the floor, still walking off unsuspectingly.

 

[No More Pretending]

The girl picked it up and tapped his shoulder. She looked at her feet and held the wallet out to him. Her voice came out softly. "Y-you dropped this."

 

[Riven]

He jumps at the light tap, being surprised. He turns around to see the young woman. With a smile, he takes his wallet, and looks at her kindly. "Why thank you very much, I'm Aiden." He speaks with the same smile on his face as he holds out his hand gently.

 

[No More Pretending]

She grabbed his hand and shook it lightly. "Elizabeth... I'm Elizabeth Smith." She murmured.

 

[Riven]

He continues to smile, "That's a pretty name miss." He shakes hers gently until he notices the time on his watch. "Oh dear, I think I'm going to be late. It would be nice if we talked in a different situation, but unfortunately I have to be on my way. I hope we meet again." He kindly bows and runs off, down the hall and enters his office.

 

[No More Pretending]

She took a seat in the waiting room once more, waiting for the psychiatrist she was going to see to be prepared for her. Elizabeth rubbed her scars through her sweater uncomfortably.

 

[Riven]

He sits in his office at his desk, tidying up his desk and sitting at his chair quietly. He turns on the fan in his room so it circulates the room with an even amount of cool air, and he neatly straightens a pile of papers on his desk. He sits back in his chair as he spins it around, then leaning forward with a small can in his hand, filled with fish food, as he waves it over his small aquarium, spilling food into the aquarium with a cheerful smile on his face.

 

[No More Pretending]

The woman at the desk organized Elizabeth's files and walked to his office, knocking on the door.


The young woman fiddled nervously, feeling extremely anxious.

 

[Riven]

He jumps a little at the sudden knock and almost drops his entire can of fish food into the aquarium. He nimbly catches it with a sigh of relief and closes the can, relieved. He puts the can on his desk, and straightens his tie as he lets out a cheerful, "Come in."

 

[No More Pretending]

The secretary walked in and handed him the dossier for Elizabeth. "Here's the file for your next patient," she said in a monotonous voice. "She's waiting in the next room when you're ready."

 

[Riven]

He takes it with a frown, "Can't you just let her in here?" He asked with an expression of a frown. "I didn't want to straighten up this office for nothing you know."

 

[No More Pretending]

"In that case, I'll bring her in in a moment. I just thought you'd like to read up on her before meeting her," the secretary replied in a bored manner.

 

[Riven]

He shrugs and tosses it into the drawer where he puts the files of all the other subjects, he had a strategic way of doing things. Instead of reading ahead of the subjects, he listens to them with his heart, so not only he would find out about them with his head, but with his care, just so he would make sure he would help them the best way he can possible. He reclines back on his chair in a leisurely manner and crosses his arms with a smile, "Let her in."

 

[No More Pretending]

The woman went out and got Elizabeth, leading her in. Elizabeth stared at the floor as she walked, not daring to look up. "Dr. Reece, this is Elizabeth smith, your new patient."

 

[Riven]

His eyes widen with his smile showing as usual, he clasps his hands together as he looks at her kindly. "Well well, hello again Elizabeth, have a seat." That was funny, it was the same person he saw in the hallway, it seemed he always had a lack for irony, but this one made his day.

 

[No More Pretending]

She sat down on a chair, though she was sitting rather uneasily, possibly rethinking her choice on seeing a therapist. He was going to judge her too, wasn't he? Even if he wasn't going to say anything, he was definitely thinking it.

 

[Riven]

He turned around in his chair, his hands resting on his legs. "Well hello again Miss Smith." He continues to look at her with a kind smile of read care. "I didn't read anything about you Elizabeth, I'm not like the other therapists or colleagues who would read their subject's files then judge their history. I know I might seem like a person you would hate, but you have nothing to worry about, I'm here to help you and only you." He sits up, "I'm only here to listen Elizabeth."

 

[No More Pretending]

"Well...." She started quietly. "I'm not quite sure where to start..."

 

[Riven]

He shrugs and scoots over to her in his wheeled chair, "All I'm going to do is listen, you may start wherever you wish." He speaks kindly.

 

[No More Pretending]

"I guess I'll just start with my reason for being here..." She murmured. "I came here because I've gotten stuck in a hole... And it keeps getting deeper and deeper... And I feel like I'm getting buried alive. Last week, I tried to ki-..." She cut herself off and shook her head, not wanting to continue.