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Jonathan Crane is the (strawman) wrote in rooms,
@ 2014-05-17 12:37:00

Entry tags:

!dc comics, *log, jonathan crane, sam alexander

Who: Jonathan Crane & Sam Alexander
What: A little meeting
Where: New Arkham
When: Recent!
Warnings/Rating: TBD~

[No one could argue the fact that Jonathan Crane was nearly a model patient at New Arkham Asylum. He did as he was told, didn't talk back to the staff, and was, in a nutshell, peaceful and quiet. As such, they didn't strap him down or drug him for visits, instead simply letting him know that someone would be in to see him, and would he please be sure that he was in his room at the appointed time.

That's how he was that afternoon. Freshly showered, his hair combed back from his face, he didn't look old enough to have done the sort of things that he had been accused of. Barely over 21 himself now, he still had a youthful face, though the long lines that made him up gave him a look that was peculiar. He was a strange thing, and not even youth could soften that.

His attention was on the book in his lap as he waited, long fingers turning pages, thinking back to what Becky had said about escape. Maybe it was time to leave this place, one way or another.]

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Arkham: Sam/Crane

jukejoint
2014-05-18 01:57 am UTC (link)

[Sam wasn't a shrink, yeah? She didn't have any degree that used really long fucking words or anything. She was a therapist, and most of her time was spent working with Gotham's druggies. She had experience in their shit, and it was easy to get them to talk. Really, that was her job, making people talk. She didn't actually fix anything. Time had taught her that fixing shit really didn't happen in Arkham. It was like this holding cell for shit. Like a place to let the world take a collective breath, but that was all.

That day, she was going to sit with a man whose name was really fucking familiar. In the Gotham that she'd called home for six years, he was free. He ran the nuthouse, yeah? Here, he was a patient.

She wore a simple dress, red and white flowers and buttons from neck to knee-length hem. Her hair was messily pulled back, and her wrists were thin as bird bones. She sat down in a chair across from him, and she smiled, no indication of her own horrific experiences with her version of him.]

Hey, Dr. Crane.

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Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane

strawman
2014-05-18 02:00 am UTC (link)

[Jonathan didn't look up when she came in, didn't do anything to indicate that he had even noticed her entrance until she spoke up. Only then did he mark his place with a scrap of paper hastily torn from a newspaper and close the book, letting it stay in his lap as though he was ready to open it back up in a moment's notice.

A brow arched at the use of the title, the corner of his mouth ticking upwards in a half-smile.] As flattered as I am at the use of the word 'doctor', I'm afraid I haven't quite attained that title yet. You are free to use it, though, as I quite like the way it sounds. [He paused, considering as he took her in. He wasn't familiar with her, and he wondered who she was and why she had deigned to visit him.] To whom and what do I owe the pleasure?

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Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane

jukejoint
2014-05-18 07:18 am UTC (link)

[She smiled. It was a cultivated smile, yeah? It was distant, like nothing could possibly phase her. And, in a lot of fucking ways, nothing could. She was like a really thin branch in the wind, one used to bowing without breaking, and she regarded him with inky blue eyes that were impartial and passive. No spark there, nothing even remotely interesting or whatever.]

I'm Sam Alexander. I work with the therapy groups, and we wanted to see if you were ready for one.

[She looked at his closed book.] Did I interrupt something?

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Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane

strawman
2014-05-18 03:51 pm UTC (link)

[The name was familiar from his time with the girl named Ashleigh, but he didn't remember much about it other than Sam Alexander was a bit of a magnet for trouble. Crane wondered what had changed to have her working here, but then again, Arkham employed all sorts, didn't they?]

Group therapy? [He tilted his head to the side.] I don't think I'm really the type for any sort of group therapy, but I'm willing to humour the lot of you, if you wish. [He glanced down at his book, the copy of Ulysses that he had received for Christmas.] Just a book that I enjoy. Nothing that I can't pick up once you leave.

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	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane jukejoint 2014-05-18 05:40 pm UTC (link)
	[She looked at the book, a slow slide of gaze that wasn't threatening or anything. Just casual curiosity.] Ulysses. Leopold Bloom, yeah? What do you like about that one? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane strawman 2014-05-18 08:51 pm UTC (link)
	[A smirk.] My grandmother hated that I read it. I think I enjoy it just to spite her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane

jukejoint
2014-05-18 09:00 pm UTC (link)

Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home. [She considered the closed book, as if it was just that, yeah? A book. Not something he was hiding shit in. Not something done to piss off someone who probably long fucking dead. She had plenty of fucking secrets, all built up atop one another during the last six years. She didn't hide them in books.]

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	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane strawman 2014-05-18 09:01 pm UTC (link)
	[His lips pursed for a moment at that, and after a moment, Crane took the book and tucked it beside him, pressed against the side of the chair and his leg.] Enough about my reading habits, hm? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane jukejoint 2014-05-18 09:09 pm UTC (link)
	Ok. [Easily.] What do you want to talk about? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane strawman 2014-05-18 09:12 pm UTC (link)
	How about we talk about me getting out here? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane

jukejoint
2014-05-18 09:39 pm UTC (link)

I don't have any control over that. I'm not a doctor or whatever. I can't even make recommendations. [She gave him a shrug of narrow shoulders, because she was the epitome of powerless. It was written all over her, that she didn't control a fucking thing in her life. Even this job was something she'd been forced to take. Yeah, no, she couldn't help him get released.]

But if you go to therapy and talk to people, then it looks better, yeah? [They'd had a breakout recently, and she knew it was only a matter of time until their other big name visitors were gone, him among them. But, whatever, this was her job. She went through the motions.]

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	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane strawman 2014-05-19 12:13 am UTC (link)
	I make my appointments. I play the games here. And even good behaviour isn't going to have them letting me out. I'm not interested in group therapy, though. I don't need to hear about John's daddy issues or anything like that. [He made a face, one leg crossing over the other.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane jukejoint 2014-05-19 02:12 am UTC (link)
	[She watched him cross his leg, gaze slow, and then she lifted that inky blue gaze to his face.] Yeah. Ok. I'll tell them. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane strawman 2014-05-19 05:43 pm UTC (link)
	Good. [It was said crisply, his words clipped and short.] Was there something else you wanted from me, then? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Arkham: Sam/Crane jukejoint 2014-05-19 08:13 pm UTC (link)
	[She stood, and she smoothed her practical shirt when she did.] No. That was all. I'm sorry you won't be joining us, yeah? I'll let your doctor know. [She turned for the door, and she stopped partway.] Twas only fear first in the world made gods. [He'd always liked that quote, yeah? Her version of him.] Ben Jonson. [She left without looking back.] (Reply to this) (Parent)