Game 74: Psychiatrist's Office

[cfuw_shepherd]

[this is a small, cozy office with all the regular office trappings, a desk, a potted plant, and so on. one of those fancy long psychiatrist couches! oh, and of course, a coffeemaker with all the fixings]

Hello, gentlemen! ♥

Comments

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

I would like to avoid that, but if there's no other way . . .

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

Hey. That might be how they win.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

True.

[hands the kitty back to Rikuou]

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

*takes her and holds her. kind of awkwardly really*

...

You don't have to tell.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

Tell?

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

Haruhi-san.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

[heh]

I hadn't planned on it.

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

You looked worried.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

Do I?

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

......

*just looks at him*

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

What do you want me to say?

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

I want you to tell Kira-san to put up or shut up in the public post.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

. . .

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

*setting the cat down, k*

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

[is going to strangle Haruhi]

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

*no you're not -hand on your shoulder*

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

[freezes]

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

.... Ryuuken....

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

Yes?

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

...

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

*wrapping his arms around him and just. hugging*

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

--

[just. kind of deflates, leaning against Rikuou heavily]

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

I should have said you.

[doctorquincy.livejournal.com]

Why? And it wouldn't have fit, anyway.

[u-jerk.livejournal.com]

It would have. And then we'd be in this together.



....plus they couldn't solve the clue.