#lethaldoctor

    Sullivan seriously didn’t trust this guy.

    It wasn’t because his office was sketchy. It was relatively clean and white, oddly enough -- the cleanest and whitest thing he had seen in all of his time in Pitch Black... Which was... Unsettling, to say the least. It was.... literally everything else about this guy. Anten didn’t trust him for a second, Yagi had mentioned being... not the most comfortable around him, but that wasn’t what made Sullivan drenched in anxiety. What he looked like, what he sounded like, whatever... whatever was going on right now. Spacey yellow eyes finally focused on the slim figure doing... something... That honestly didn’t help his situation at all. Not being able to see what he was doing did not help him at all --

    ..... Which drove the question for how in the hell Sullivan even managed to agree to Lec’s request. And, much less, end up in his office.

     Sullivan reconsidered, however. If he was here, and sitting in a chair without restraints, then he certainly had to come here by some sort of free will...It really was.. clean... But still, he found himself unsettled. He shivered. Cold sweat? Uh... Was he nervous? Well, that wasn’t the last thing he expected, since he was with a doctor...

     Wait, no -- the last thing he expected was to actually go to a doctor. What the fuck was he thinking? Of course he wasn’t here on his own free will. Why was he here?

     “Uh...” Words slowly stumbled out of his nervous, dry mouth. He could feel the beads of sweat dripping down his face. “... L... Lec, right? You, uh,,, brought me here for... what reason, again?”

Lobco ordinarily didn’t stick to any one place for much longer than two weeks--and none before this city had gone longer than a month. Call it a case of wanderlust, or perhaps just not seeking what it was that she was looking for, but typically the shrimp liked to keep on the move.

Yet here she was, going strong for several months now. Thankfully, she had found a stable job that allowed her to afford to continue to stay here, and it was indeed her ‘boss’ there that could be to blamed for this unusually extended stay.

Even though, he really, really shouldn’t be.

Lec Hijohshiki was someone she met by chance when she got injured and ended up going to his clinic for a quick fix. He’d seemed fascinated by the fact that she was a sea creature, and she was happy to educate him in return for him telling her more about demons. From there things evolved naturally, going on to other topics, her visiting frequently, sometimes bringing him lunches or books she had picked up from the nearby.

He was a weird one. Very, very weird but in an oddly endearing sort of way. Cute, even.

That image was unfortunately shaken when she found out about his....hobbies and a series of rather ridiculous and unfortunate events brought her back here but. Lobco felt like maybe she could help him.

She pushed the door open of his office and peeked in.

“Lec? I’m here.” 

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Family was an important concept in Roc’s life. That meant his brother, and for better or worse, it meant their parents too. The very mother and father who the Hijohshiki brothers kept a well-guarded secret between each other; the world had no claim to their troubled history, not even their Lord Devil knew the full details.

The past was the past, and they had removed themselves carefully from it. Of course, there would always be days when wounds of old came back to haunt the present, and how fitting it was that the person to see for that ailment was a doctor.

Roc was sure Lec knew the moment he arrived to his clinic his mood was foul. His usual cheer was muted and he glared off into space all too often as they sat down to talk. Lec’s presence always soothed the officer’s more destructive tendencies and now was no different. Still, memories of beatings, of the sounds of his own screams played out in a young voice… today they seemed impossible to shake. He did not like being set on edge.

Roc was never one to suffer quietly, however, and the last hour of grouchy venting was testament to that.

“Ya know Lec, sometimes I wish the bastard was still alive just so I could get my hands around his neck. Heh, fuckin’ pisses me off he’s got me moping all day. ‘Bet that would make the old man pleased as punch.”

He growls, a clawed hand raking through his hair, mussing it with little care. He’s halfway through the tea his brother graciously brewed for him, and he’s just now feeling the calming effects set in. He slouches in his chair, chin propped up in his free hand. Even through this lull threatening to drop over him, the hatred and pain boil over.