The Groups Will Support You Now [OPEN/MANDATORY]

[carriero_npc]

WHO: Every patient without an explicit exemption. (This means, if you are not on hiatus, please tag into this log, because your character will be there.) WHAT: Treatment.
WHAT: Hashed out pretty clearly here.
WHERE: The treatment rooms.
WHEN: July 10th, when else! From approximately 9 AM to 1 PM.
WARNING(S): It's a Carriero therapy session.
Please pick out your character's ID and tag into the appropriate thread.

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Re: DYSFUNCTIONAL GUARDIAN RELATIONS SUPPORT GROUP

[eponine_alone]

Eponine clicked yes, of course. But honestly, she has no idea what therapy is or why she might need it. She's actually relatively happy in Carriero. Except when her nice red dress transforms back to the collection of rags she wore in Paris.
(Her power is unwilling transformations back into this attire, dependant on her mood)

She sits and waits, a little too stunned to react. How had she got here?

[zim]

Zim appeared out of nowhere, seemed to hang for a moment in mid-air and then flops down to the ground gracelessly, only to land on his face with an audible THUD. He remained there for a set of moments before his left hand twitched, followed by his right arm and he somehow picked himself back up from the floor.

"HEY! What is this?!" the irken complained loudly and marched around himself in a little circle "I didn't chose to be here!!"

No. He didn't notice the human sitting just over there. It was just a human after all.

[eponine_alone]

Eponine was sat perfectly still on the sofa, back straight and fingers curled to form loose fists.
She jumped as Zim was deposited on the floor, but said nothing till he spoke.

"I believe this is therapy." she doesn't know what therapy is, but it doesn't sound too painful.
"I think that fairy brought us here, though I do not know how.".

[zim]

"Eh?!?" Zim spun around to face the human when she spoke, antennae twitching irritatedly "What are you doing here?! HEY! This is MY place, not yours!" he began rambling, gesturing widely with his small hands "Therapy? What therapy!? No fairy-thing is permitted to move Zim! Only I am! Where is it? What is it?! And--" he trailed off for a moment to fix Eponine with his eyes, a frown forming and his previously agitated behavior abruptly turning into a calmer, rather confused one "And who are you?!"

[eponine_alone]

"Your place? I don't think it is..." she's doubtful. "I don't think it's anyone's place, really. You're not the only one who got moved here against their will. But if you know how to leave..." her fists tighten. Nobody - and especially not a little green man was going to tell Eponine what to do.

"My name is Eponine. And you? What are you?"

[zim]

"Eponine? What sort of name's that supposed to be?" the alien asked, unbothered by her other replies. He took a few steps closer, frowning up at her "Me? I'm irken! Isn't that obvious enough?! Gah! This place stinks!" he looked around, irritated somehow.

[eponine_alone]

Eponine shrugged. She didn't know what sort of name it was. She wished she had pretty name like 'Ursula' or 'Euphraise' - a name Marius would like.

"Please, what is 'irken'? I do not know this word - and you are not human. You are green."

She looked around too. "Yes. This place can sometimes be bad. But it has food, and it is warm and we have beds - I cannot ask for more. Can you?"

[zim]

Zim's frown got disturbed by a confused notion making its way onto his face "Of course I'm not human! I just told you: I'm irken! You never heard of the mighty irken race, no?" he tips his head to the left, gesturing with one hand as he speaks "Well. Of course not. You're just a human anyway."

"But of course I can ask for more!" Zim went on "Food and beds are no real reasons to consider this place good! It keeps me trapped here. It keeps me from my mission and away from my base! I HATE IT!"