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(Setting) Dr. Marley's Psychotherapy Practice, Cathedral-2 District
| >a smol blond loli walks in.
>she looks around
| >Following in after the smol girl, a thin man wearing a white labcoat with a Kira*MIKI shirt walks in. He looks viciously gaunt with dark rings under his eyes and already graying hair.
>He removes his medical mask and looks at the smol girl for a moment before knocking on a nearby table.
"Hello~?"
>He calls out in a tired voice.
(I know you'll be busy but yeah don't worry too much I am too atm.)
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| >>210239 >>210441
>Inside the building there is a large room with vintage 1920's looking furniture and paintings on the wall of various types of kaleidoscopic, electronic art. Inside is a table and chairs, along with a sofa on the right and a bench near the door. On the left wall is three doors, one that says "Restroom", one that says "Private" and one that says "Study".
>To the right of the entrance is a large wooden desk, and a young teenage girl sitting at a computer on the desk.
| >She looks up at the two entering, and it is here you could see her two different colored eyes, one blue and one green. She smiled from a very freckled face and her ginger hair flowed down to her middle back. Her nametag on her shirt said "Monica".
"Hello and welcome to Dr. Joe Marley's Psychotherapy Practice. Do you two have appointments?"
| "Appointment?"
>the man cocked his head to the side.
"Not entirely."
>He approaches in a shuffle, feet dragging a little, his own exhaustion clearly visible.
"Dr. Elliot Hoods. A new colleague of Marley's. Has sample of overly-complicated-named drug for me. Details in letter."
>He produced a letter folded sheet that detailed the drug itself and the testing procedures to be done for it. An insignia of angelic wings and an ornate saber was on the bottom, signed "General Aria Masters.
| >The girl quickly looked at the paper and picked up a phone on the desk:
"Dr. Marley, you have somebody up here for you, a Mr. Elliot Hoods, here for a sample dose of MZ...MZ-something."
>The study door in the back of the room promptly opened, and an elderly man, likely around his late 50's, walked out into the room.
"Ah, Hakase must have sent you eh? Nice to make your acquaintance, I'm Dr. Joe Marley, psychiatrist and therapist."
| >>213422
"Yeeeep. Hakase said it was for a case so can't deny."
>He sounded dreary, like he hadn't slept for a few days, but his speech was still quick.
"Good to meet you, Marley. Dr. Hoods; Hematology, Oncology, Personal Pharmaceuticals and board certified surgeon."
>He scratched his head a moment, before remembering to outstretched his hand for a shake. You notice his finger tips are particularly scarred horizontally.
"Surprised you have sample of this."
| >Dr. Marley held a cane in his left hand and extended his right to handshake the man as he smiled.
"Yeah, well nowadays psychiatrists get samples of nearly everything that affects the brain in significant ways, simply because the pharmaceutical companies that make them don't have any board that tests these drugs for safety anymore, so why pay people to come in and try them out as a test when you could give them to doctors who get paid to give them iut as a test? Greed and whatnot."
| "This drug is an interesting one, to be sure, but I haven't found any psychological benefits to taking it, so I don't really have a reason to need it. I'm willing to part with some if it means getting to the bottom of the case Hakase is working on."
>He motioned to the study door.
"Please, do come in!"
| >>213444
"Got it. Classic Pharmaceutical issues. Same reason acquisition of license for own remedies needed."
>He nods, taking the offer and stepping in.
"Usually sends Markus, main runner, for things like this. But understand personal value of self for situation."
>Elliot looks back giving a nod.
"If not me, then it'd be Evie."
| >>213566
"Ah, I see. I'm not familiar with Hakase or who you all work for, I'm just a mere Doctor. I don't want to get caught up in the logistics of any activities, I do have a teenage daughter to raise. However, I want to help people when I can, so I will do what I can."
>The room was a large study with similar art on the walls, as well as a table with 4 chairs to the left and a comfortable cough to the right. In the back was a large wooden desk and computer chair.
| >Behind the desk, locked cabinets line the walls. He promptly walks over and grabs some keys from his desk on the way to the cabinet on the left.
"May I see your paperwork, Doctor?"
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| >>214143
"Simply context rambling. Wouldn't want to involve further anyway."
>Elliott speaks quickly as he hands paperwork over again.
>"By Order of the Black Collar Organization, international government operations, this letter is to allow the procurement of a sample for methyldiazepicybin, for the study of its affects on the human mind for Case #HMCD87922-GC21 as it is believed to be involved."(1/2)
| >"Contact and Procurement from a Dr. Joe Marley is to be established by Dr. Elliot Hoods to ensure safe containment and transport of the substance, in an amount approved and decided upon by Dr. Joe Marley."
>The rest continues into a manner of legal jargon and potential tests to be concluded once received by Dr. Hoods' practice, finishing with a personal paragraph of gratitude from a General Aria Masters, who has stamped and signed the bottom of it.(2/2)
| >Marley read over it for a moment before nodding and unlocking the cabinet. On the bottom shelf of it was a miniature fridge which he opened, and inside was an array of different drugs. He reached in and grabbed two vials of MDZC, before closing the fridge and the cabinet, locking the cabinet. He handed them to Dr. Hoods before quickly grabbing a pen from a cup on his desk and signing the section he was supposed to sign on the paperwork.
"Always keep them below 41 degrees celcius."
| >>214737
"Before personal figuring out, what happens in that case?"
>Elliot took them in hand, looking at them carefully, reading through any additional labels on the vials itself.
| >>214885
"It vaporizes, and the vaporizing neutralizes all of the active ingredients and turns it into a toxic carcinogen. Not even cooling it will bring it back in that case, you lose the drug. It has to remain liquid, and therefore has to remain cold as much as you can. It only lasts for about an hour or two if not refridgirated, room temperature is about when it vaporizes."
>Dr. Marley smiled.
"So do the trials you are doing in a refridgirated room. Bring a coat."
| >>214928
"Noted. I'll get back to my practice as fast as I can then."
>He deposits them into his lab coat, hand staying in the pocket to keep them from clinking around.
"Anything else needed, Doctor?"
| >>215009
"Have you read anything about how one of them speaks? They posted in Hakase's previous A-M-A and she seems deranged. My guess; She hates older brother figures. Currently doing work for a morgue and another body came in a week prior belonging to a young man of similar info, similarly killed."
>Elliot scratches his head a little bit with his right hand, accidentally knicking himself in the temple with his metal thumb nail.
| >>215040
"You're talking about the girls who kidnapped the man?"
>Marley sits down at his desk and sighed.
"Well...If these are a serial killing, which they could be, then an established target profile could give us some insight to who they are and why they are doing what they do."
>He strokes his chin as he thinks.
"But, we only have one confirmed kill from these people, even if the deaths are similar. If they aren't the exact same, we can't consider it a connection."
| "Tell me about the body you just found. How similar is the profile to Scott Marshall?"
| >>215094
"Outside of weight/height discrepancies of around +30 lbs, +4 inches, the previous victim lived with 2 younger siblings and a sick mother."
>The small cut on his temple still hadn't started bleeding
"Went by Matthew Miller. Worked construction. Questioning of coworkers led to him being sexually deviant when he could. Heart of gold, but treasure chest full of secrets. Still waiting to see if Marshall has similar secrets."
| >>215117
"Hmm...Do we know the genders of the younger siblings? We should try to find as many possible connections between Scott Marshall and Matthew Miller. If there really is another serial killer on the loose..."
>He paused as he looked up at Elliot.
"Do you mind if I ask you not to involve me in a serious manner? I have no quarrels with you coming to me for psychological profiling, but I do not have it in me to get involved with any action. I do not want to endanger her."
| >He pointed out the door to the young girl at the desk.
"I want to help people as much as I can, but nothing is more important to me than Monica. I want a guarantee that we will be kept safe if I'm going to get involved with solving a serial murderer case. I only volunteered to give you the drugs, I need to know these Black Collars will keep us safe in case they somehow try to come after us for some reason."
>He looked up at Elliot.
"Can you guarantee me that, Elliot?"
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| >>215134
"Middle sibling is female, youngest was male. Forgot to mention; sorry."
>Elliot listened to Dr. Marley's request.
"Understandable. Will keep your involvement as minimal as possible. Hakase will watch the area for culprits. She's young, but good at job."
>He mused for a few moments.
"Black Collars can keep you safe. But be aware, we are not a Corp with heavy assets in the city. One Numbered Collar is active here. I am a supporter."
| >Elliot finally focused his full eyes back at Marley for the first time, a serious look on his own face now.
"If not Markus, it'll be me to help you in predicament. Combat not forte, but capable thanks to blood."
>Elliot looks away, smacking his forehead
"Forget last part. Someone will help if you're targeted. Hakase direct line is best through /u/ for you if you feel something is off.
| (Dull eyes*)
| >>215150
>Marley pondered for a little bit.
"Okay. Thank you. In that case, I will gladly help you to the best of my abilities."
>He smiled and reached out to shake Elliot's hand.
"Thank you for your time, Dr. Hoods. When you get more info about both Mr. Marshall and Mr. Miller."
| >>215176
"Appreciate it. Again, involvement will be kept to a minimum."
>Elliot hesitantly took the hand, giving a light grip to it.
"Of course. The GCPD reports should have more info by now. Hakase is running searches for any potential matches too. Would like to not have third victim though..."
| >a man in traditional detective garb walks in, taking a quick look around before approaching the desk.
"Hello ma'am, is Dr. Marley in?"
| >>215195 (ID change, I'm OP.)
"I'm in the same boat with you there, Elliot."
>Dr. Marley smiled and walked back out into the lobby with Dr. Hoods as he saw the detective garb man in the lobby.
"Oh, why hello there! I am Dr. Marley, we have an appointment good sir?"
| "No Sir. I'm here from. The GCPD vice division. I'm inquiring about a patient of yours, John "Anomeat" Doe."
>The man shows his badge,
>"Peterson Wolfgang"
| Hi guys
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| >>217998
>Dr. Marley's face somewhat soured, but he showed Dr. Hoods the door and showed Mr. Wolfgang his study.
"You are inquiring on somebody who is now deceased, right? I believe all of my files on Mr. Doe were sent to the morgue and police when I was notified of his death. What are you looking for specifically that I haven't already sent?"
| "I didn't mean to offend sir, it's only a routine check, But I also have reason to believe someone is sterilising the records of Mr. Doe, I was hoping to find an original document to cross reference our received one."
>Peterson enters the study of the doctor.
| "You did not offend, I just don't enjoy bringing up dead patients, that's all. Let me see what I have."
>Marley went to a locked closet in the back of his study, and unlocked it with the same keys he used earlier to open the cabinet. Inside the closet were classic metal file cabinets, of which he opened one that contained confidential patient files from last names A-D. He quickly found AnoMeat's file and took it out before handing it to the detective.
| "I always keep a paper file handy. If you need it electronically, I could give you that too. I hope that helps you Detective."
| "I always take paper, because you never know who might intercept the electronic copy."
>Peterson takes out another piece of paper, lining the two up, he concentrates on the two papers, before coming to a conclusion.
"Hmm... This does not bode well. I might have to hold on to this if you don't mind."
| >>225072 "That is fine, I can print off another anyway. Do you mind if I inquire what nature of concern is? I thought those files would be well protected..."
>Dr. Marley said as he watched the Detective.
"Who would try to exterminate John's records?"
| >>226739
>Peterson turns both pages, showing the both Dr. Marley's files and his sterilised document. Both are the same.
"I am afraid I am too late. I have a feeling someone is covering for him. Someone who want to bury him. Someone with a lot of strings."
| >>226746
>Dr. Marley pondered.
"But who would go through the efforts of protecting a dead man's identity if he is already dead? Especially somebody with the resources to, I'm assuming, break into my office and change my files?"
>Joe looked to the Detective.
"What is really going on here, and how involved am I really?"
| "I got 2 theories. Either the man is not dead, or its the la-li-lu-le-lo. I'd recommend pretending everything is fine, otherwise thing might not end well for us."
>Peterson broken in to cold sweats.
| >>232578
>Dr. Marley, confused, scratched his head.
"I-I don't want to be a part of this if it is going to put me or my family at risk, Detective. I plead that you please leave me out of this if it is really going to be as dangerous as you say. In the kindest, most respectful way as I can possibly ask, please take the files and be on your way."
| "Serve and protect Doctor. I will do all I can to keep you out of this. I don't want you to worry. I'll show myself out."
>Peterson bows politely, and begins to walk out of the office.
"Stay safe doctor!"
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| >The entire Cathedral-2 district was left as only a shadow of itself after the Pink Gas incident. Buildings left torched and stores still looted and broken, not repaired because shopkeepers didn't often make have that sort pay. The gothic architecture of the District blended with this perfectly to make a sort of ghost town scene.
>However, one establishment's neon open sign was still lit, and one two-storied building was still ready for business.
>Dr. Marley's Psychotherapy!