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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 23:29:45 GMT -5
"Oh joy." Freak Boy said sarcastically. "A mental hacker and a pill pusher to boot.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't introduce myself. Freak Boy." he said, extending a hand over the paper, still reading it.
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Post by Oneiroi on Jan 24, 2005 23:31:11 GMT -5
While I take Freak Boy's hand and shake it, I look slightly displeased.
"I am not a 'mental hacker and pill pusher' as you so put it. I have been trained in both arts and I am very good at what I do."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 23:31:13 GMT -5
"If you wait here, they should return and you can determine if it affected his mind. Otherwise, here is the place they are now at." Bassarov hands him Raz's address, even though she trusted him with it.
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Post by Karina Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 23:31:37 GMT -5
Karina looks genuinly surprised. She always thought she looked older. Thanks. What about you?
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 23:35:40 GMT -5
"Oh, forgive me. My mistake. Your anecdotal evidence has convinced me that I was wrong to call you a pill pusher." he said sarcastically. Freak Boy did not like psychologists, as all of them seemed to want to analyze him and categorize him like some sort of animal.
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Post by Frank Richardson on Jan 24, 2005 23:37:09 GMT -5
"Oh, me? I'm 25." he said, having already told her most of his story.
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Post by Oneiroi on Jan 24, 2005 23:38:36 GMT -5
"Thank you for your aid, Mr. Bassarov," I say, gratefully taking the address.
"And I trust Mr. Freak Boy will learn to be more respectful," I say, my voice carrying a definitive chill.
"If there is nothing I hate more, it is to have my life's work maligned by the uninformed,"
I turn to Bassarov again.
"In any event, I shall remain here, as you suggested. If they return, then I can offer my aid then. You said you had some things you wished to discuss with me, did you not?"
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 23:43:18 GMT -5
"Oh, boohoo. Cry me a river, build a bridge and jump off it." Freak Boy said in a bitter tone.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 23:44:37 GMT -5
"Just the issue of gender identity disorder and how I don't feel it is a disorder at all. There are also some personal things to discuss....but I will not go into that right now."
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Post by Oneiroi on Jan 24, 2005 23:44:52 GMT -5
"Is there a reason a grown man such as yourself is acting so utterly childish?" I ask, disgustedly.
I turn to Bassarov again.
"I quite understand. If you wish, we may retire to another area so we may discuss these matters. I am at your disposal unless there is another case of greater urgency that I must attend to."
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 23:46:23 GMT -5
"You're the psychologist, you tell me." Freak Boy said, turning the page in the newspaper.
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Post by Oneiroi on Jan 24, 2005 23:48:53 GMT -5
"If I told you, you obviously wouldn't believe me. I'd be better off spouting some Freudian nonsense about you being anally fixated. It would at least get your attention."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Jan 24, 2005 23:50:13 GMT -5
"No, I would rather not talk about what's on my mind right now. If I decide to, I will contact you." Bassarov says. He doesn't like to talk about his personal problems too much.
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Post by Freak Boy on Jan 24, 2005 23:51:05 GMT -5
"Draconius Freud already tried all that bullnuts on me." Freak Boy said, turning the page again. "Besides, I make it a point to listen to what psychologists say so that I can come up with a proper comeback."
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Post by Oneiroi on Jan 24, 2005 23:52:32 GMT -5
I nod.
"Of course, Mr. Bassarov. My door is always open."
I turn to Freak Boy with a smirk on my face.
"Oh, I will not be 'telling' you what is wrong. I will be finding out, and, consequently, I will be SHOWING you."
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