Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Checking on Friends but also (im)Patients

Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Counselor) in Checking on Friends but also (im)Patients

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Checking on Friends but also (im)Patients
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Séan once again found himself at Thyr’s shop/home. He went around and up to the rear entrance before he gave it a solid knock.

Counselor Iven

It took several moments for Thyr to come open the door. He looked awful. Not because his wound, because he looked like he’d been out at his usual Bad-Choice places, bars and such, picking fights. Probably within the last day. “Come in.”

~ Thyr

Séan’s eyes narrowed as he observed Thyr’s worse condition. He held his piece for the moment as he entered and shut the door behind him. In his hand he was carrying a large paper bag. He moved to the fridge and started putting away its contents, various foods he’d picked up and a simple dish he’d made, before he asked over his shoulder. “You want something to drink from the fridge?”

Counselor Iven

“No, I’m good,” he replied, sitting on the sofa. In the fridge was food from Jezem but it wasn’t neat and organised like usual. It didn’t look like he’d eaten that much lately.

~ Thyr

Séan grabbed a can of something with unrecognizable writing on it for himself then joined Thyr on the couch. He popped the top open and took, then his face kind of scrunched up a bit. “Mmm.” He vocalized with a bit of surliness before he took another sip.

Counselor Iven

“Not a fan of,” Shivan looked at the can, “Andorian soda?” he asked. He turned his Orion soap back on and turned his attention towards the TV. “I’m doing fine, you don’t have to keep checking on me.”

~ Thyr

Séan took another sip and made another face. “It’s wet and it’s cold. My first time drinking sake was worse.”

Counselor Iven

Shivan nodded. “That’s… Andorian drinks for you. Sake is… Its own brand of awful.”

~ Thyr

“I was not ready for alcohol then but my mentor felt it prudent to introduce it to me in a controlled environment.” Séan said with a chuckle before he took another sip then grimaced. “This really is… something. Hmm… so, what’s up with the additional injuries?”

Counselor Iven

“Nothing. Do you want something else? There’s plenty in there.” Shivan replied. The answer to the question would only earn him another lecture.

~ Thyr

Séan was mid sip when Thyr gave an obvious non-answer. He turned to look at Thyr with can still pressed to his lips. He slowly pulled the can away before he sighed. “Way to try and sidestep the question.”

Counselor Iven

“I answered it, nothing. They’re nothing. It’s nothing. Nothing to worry about.” If he had to say the word nothing again, he might punch something.

~ Thyr

“Uh huh.” Séan said with a look that implied he totally didn’t believe Thyr.

Counselor Iven

“Glad we’ve cleared that up,” Shivan said, ignoring the disbelief in Séan’s tone.

~ Thyr

Séan cracked a wry grin. “You sure seem to have a funny way of wanting to avoid something but putting zero effort into the attempt. But seriously, what’s up with the injuries? I doubt you’ve even left your place.”

Counselor Iven

Shivan shrugged. “So how could I get looking like this in my own apartment? You tell me.”

~ Thyr

Séan looked at Thyr for a moment as he contemplated whether he should actually answer that. That was the difficulty of having two unconventional patients that knew each other; it was difficult to know what was common knowledge to both of them and not accidentally break their confidence or patient privacy privilege. He suspected Jezem had ‘tuned up’ Thyr for what was likely perceived as a foolish and risky venture. “I’m not exactly sure Thyr. How does anyone have a beating delivered to their doorstep?”

Counselor Iven

In reality, Jezem had done no such thing. Jezem’s actual reaction was what had sent Thyr to his old haunts… the bars. And that was where he received his likely more than one beating. “A lot of ways, actually, but that’s not what happened.”

~ Thyr

“Well you keep your secrets then.” Séan said in a nonchalant manner as he turned his attention back to the Orion soap opera. He didn’t have any linguistic skills so he had no idea what was being said but there were plenty of scantily clad males and females.

Counselor Iven