Doctor Zendu
The Doctor is in
Location: The Planet of Belasco, Belasco Skytower, Private Practice of Doctor Robert Zendu
Doctor Robert Zendu, M.D., licensed Psychiatrist, wearing horn-rimmed glasses and a tweed suit with four or five pens jammed in the front pocket, whistled an upbeat tune. He had just reorganized his entire office for the third time that week, and not a file was out of place. If there was one thing the Doctor hated it was a messy office. Upon noticing the time, he realized he had another appointment he'd almost forgotten about. He grabbed the next patient file and looked over the basic details.
Name: Anastasia Rade
Age: Twenty-one
Occupation: Unknown
Species: Human or near-human
According to his notes, Miss Rade had booked an appointment with the Doctor to work on overcoming the pain of past traumas. He shook his head sympathetically. He was confident that he could help her if she came to trust him, but he would have to wear kid gloves at first. Trauma survivors often had trust issues as well. Perhaps he would have to start with basic details of her life before getting too heavily into the gory details. Clutching her file to his chest he opened up the waiting room door and peeked his head out.
"Anastasia Rade?"
[member="Anastasia Rade"]
Doctor Robert Zendu, M.D., licensed Psychiatrist, wearing horn-rimmed glasses and a tweed suit with four or five pens jammed in the front pocket, whistled an upbeat tune. He had just reorganized his entire office for the third time that week, and not a file was out of place. If there was one thing the Doctor hated it was a messy office. Upon noticing the time, he realized he had another appointment he'd almost forgotten about. He grabbed the next patient file and looked over the basic details.
Name: Anastasia Rade
Age: Twenty-one
Occupation: Unknown
Species: Human or near-human
According to his notes, Miss Rade had booked an appointment with the Doctor to work on overcoming the pain of past traumas. He shook his head sympathetically. He was confident that he could help her if she came to trust him, but he would have to wear kid gloves at first. Trauma survivors often had trust issues as well. Perhaps he would have to start with basic details of her life before getting too heavily into the gory details. Clutching her file to his chest he opened up the waiting room door and peeked his head out.
"Anastasia Rade?"
[member="Anastasia Rade"]