'Nother Round

[lynx]

Lynx was in the smiley therapy room. Since his office was once more in need of repair, he was sitting on the chair with a smile on his face He'd be fine in just a couple days, and that was a good thing. Another pacient had attakced him recently. Two months since his surgery had quite flown by, they had talked, gotten to know each other a little...

Ah, Lynx was eating a nummy lemon bar... It was very soft and smooshy. He loved lemony things.

He waited, and when Xander entered, he'd be greeted with a, "Hello Xander, how are you?"

[.xander;;]

two months had flown by.

not really. they had actually dragged quite a bit, especially for someone who liked to fully analyze and linger on every daily event. well, at least two months had given xander enough time to figure out that while lynx katze was a nutcase and a pussy, he wasn’t out to get him. not obviously, anyway. but he was too much of a pansy to try to cruelly deceive someone capable of killing him in two seconds.

unfortunately, since he hadn’t seen much of anyone besides lynx for the past two months, he was growing quite attached to the daily therapy sessions. this utterly disgusted xander, but at the same time, katze was reliable. he was always there, and xander couldn’t say that about most of his “friends.” mind, while a mild trust had been built between the two, his psychiatrist was by no means his friend.

once the lycanthrope had entered the therapy room [apparently, the office was once again trashed, though, for once, it was not his fault] and settled himself on the floor as he always did in there, he wrote drably in response to katze’s lively greeting, you know the answer to that by now.

[lynx]

Lynx looked at the other with a smile to his face. He was always very friendly and always informed the other if he was going to be out of the office or not. Very, very good at informing the other on these things.

What a sweet Lynx to inform his pacient. "Ah, the recent cannibal they sent me attempted to eat me and broke quite a bit of things... Mink clawed his eye out when she sprung up from my lap when I leaped in fright. Quite a mess. It was an oppertunistic accident."

He had that session on camera, that meant. "What would you like to discuss today?"

[.xander;;]

in xander’s opinion, “the session will be in the patient therapy room today” sufficed. the young man did not particularly care for katze’s long [and stupid] stories, but at the same time, he had to admit that they did waste time. and although he was slightly glad to have some form of company at one point throughout the day, he was not particularly fond of its being therapy, either.

he shrugged at katze’s [kindly] open-ended question. surprise me.

[lynx]

"Well, I was wondering if you'd like to take up that deal I mentioned to you before... You talk at least semi-willingly during the week and on the weekend we watch movies or some activity similar?" Okay, so Lynx had to admit that he was rather tired of prying and prying and prying for days to get one scrap of info and thought he might try to soften up the deal a bit in this situation.

It'd be nice to have the other talk to him at least a bit nicer...

"T-this isn't a bribe, I'd... just like maybe some more communication with you at least getting something in return?"

[.xander;;]

xander had to admit, that was a bit surprising. for one, he wasn’t a little kid who could be consoled by having a lollipop waved in front of him. at the same time, such a deal excited him. a break from the never-ending assault of questions? even though he could [just barely] stand to be around katze now, xander didn’t think katze or his questions would ever be able to help him. frankly, he wanted them to stop completely, but a break was a start.

exactly which one of us would be determining these “movies or similar activities?” the brunet cursed himself for saying something like that. his mind screamed to take the doctor up on the deal in an instant, and he had to admit that he wanted to. however, the wolf simultaneously snarled to rip the poor blond’s heart out. it meant literally, of course, but xander could only bring himself to metaphorically do so.

[lynx]

"You will decide what we watch... Unless you do a constant stream of horror/slasher/suspense then I get to shove a disney film down your throat so I don't freak out. I'm not a big horror fan but I've developed a tolerance over the years." He paused.

"And if it's the entire weekend, friday, saturday [Note: Katze had Sundays off.]... You'll be a little more willing than just friday." It was a very fair deal, at least Katze thought so!

[.xander;;]

okay, enough of torturing the poor man. xander could certainly live with that--after all, all he had to do was write a little more throughout the week. besides, it wasn’t like katze could actually do anything with what he told him. and god forbid the therapist ever go back on his word about keeping their sessions private.

as long as it isn’t a disney film about puppies. the brunet smiled modestly at lynx. let’s just start with fridays.

[lynx]

"Alright then! Any paticular films you like, genres? Ones you've heard about you're interested in? I can always get you a list..."

Tomorrow was Friday, but Katze was much more interested in getting the ball rolling than getting the other to fess up and talk about stuff.

"Is it horror you want to see...?" It probably was. He had to luck of getting what he didn't like.

[.xander;;]

xander didn’t have a problem with skipping the fessing up and going straight to the getting the ball rolling. no, no he didn’t.

something told him to say horror just because it would make katze squirm, but xander had been in a surprisingly good mood ever since he had been able to sleep well [most nights].

no, the brunet wrote with a smile. i went through that phase as a brooding teenager. now i’m more of a sci fi geek. he paused now, looked thoughtful for a second or two. when he wrote again, there was a tiny sparkle in his blue-green eyes. can we watch the matrix?