jonathan crane [crooked boy] (mymask) wrote in utr_logs,
Dr. Crane had been working all day, leaving the house around eight o'clock in the morning. He'd been busy doing work at the Asylum with patients, normal psychiatric stuff. The insane doctor didn't have the necessary pull around her that he needed in order to experiment on the patients yet, so until such time he had to keep his business legitimate and focus on spreading his fear through private sessions with regular citizens as opposed to inmates. But soon, he'd have everything he needed in order to build up the power he'd gained in Gotham. This world had quite a lot to offer him, and he had so much fear to spread.
Though at work, Johnathan had been distracted quite a bit by the thoughts of Merope in his mind. Was he feeling bad for the girl? He'd never felt bad for people he experimented on. Yet the way she treated him, the way she let him kiss her...he still couldn't figure out why he even did that. Thinking things over, he did recall his likeness to her Tom, and thus concluded it was merely that. After all, no one had ever genuinely cared about him, it was absurd to think even a girl like Merope would do such a thing for him.
Around five 'o clock in the afternoon, he left with his keys and such and was driving home from a day of boring paperwork and examining the criminally insane, filing progress reports and such. He really didn't enjoy this work at all. Dull and unfulfilling. What he really needed was to scare someone - No! Scare someone to death. That would excite him. But Johnathan knew such actions would only draw too much attention to him, so he silently remainded restrained. It was only a matter of time though before The Scarecrow would begin seizing this town just as he'd done so to Gotham.
Arriving home, he'd step out of the car and head to the door, unlocking it and opening it and stepping in, shutting it back and setting his keys down on a table near the door. Hearing a scream and with his coat in his hand, eyes would widen and Dr. Crane would drop his coat and rush to the hallway, hearing the yelling coming from the basement. He felt worried, yet all along this is what he planned for Merope to do. Why was he worried for her? Breathing deeply, Johnathan calmed himself and slowly went down into the basement, seeing her lying on the floor crying and yelling while his mask was in view. Slowly moving down the stairs he'd approach her and speak.
"Merope, what happened? Are you okay?!" He said in a worried tone, kneeling down beside her and placing his hands upon her shoulders.
Still, the twisted doctor left the mask there and didn't move it, despite knowing what was happening. He even knew she would see him and most likely see her father, and try and crawl away from him like a scared animal. Yet inside, Johnathan felt he shouldn't be doing this. His mind was battling with this, trying to remove and push away such feelings within him, remaining focused on things. For now though, he could comfort her for the general experiment had all ready begun.