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Dr. Alan J. Hill ([personal profile] workthroughit) wrote2015-12-17 11:46 am

Walk-Ins Welcome [For Viatorus]

An address can be a tricky thing in a place like the Nexus, with the commotion of doors coming and going (quite literally) and physical landmarks not always where you saw them last. The commercial district at least seems to keep a little more concrete than other regions, and that's where the business card said to go. Though it might still take some doing to locate this particular practice. Viatorus likely may find himself walking past a pharmacy and a glassware shop twice or thrice before the next pass reveals the office to be between the two, plain as day but somehow overlooked until this very moment. Almost as if this location didn't care to reveal itself until it chose to.

Inside, there is no foyer or waiting room. It opens immediately into a handsomely furnished office. A record player next to a wall of floor-to-ceiling bookshelves softly emits classical piano music. Other features include high-back leather chairs, dark-stained wooden filing cabinets and the faint smell of vanilla tea. The place is warmly lit by large picture windows opposite of the entrance door allowing in afternoon sunlight. Regardless of what time it was when Viatorus decided to drop by, and disregarding the fact the windows from the outside should face a brick wall.

To Viatorus' right, there is a polished oak desk. Along with a green banker's light, a selection of fountain pens, framed photos and a small black stone statue of a panther, there is a name plate set in embossed silver: DR A.J. HILL.

There is a chair waiting in front of this desk. It looks comfortable enough.

Though the doctor himself does not seem to be present at this moment, maybe taking a seat while one waits for his return isn't so bad. Going on the state of the place, he must not be far.
heirtothearcane: (Working through falsehoods)

[personal profile] heirtothearcane 2015-12-22 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
He's quiet as he listens, brow knotted in concern. As is the trend, the doctor speaks sense, but... "What happens if I make the wrong decision? If my mistakes are irreparable?"
heirtothearcane: (The eyes of your ancestors)

[personal profile] heirtothearcane 2015-12-23 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Viatorus goes quiet once more, eyes flickering along with his thoughts. When he does speak, he's slow, thoughtful. "Try to talk to the entities again. Make sure my friends are safe. Tell the dreamer what I saw and... wait, watch. Try to adapt to whatever happens. I... I don't know what else I should do."
heirtothearcane: (Viatorus Atlas Durant)

[personal profile] heirtothearcane 2015-12-23 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
He's not so sure, but the encouragement helps, getting a small smile from him. The scholar ducks his head and nods, staring at his fidgety hands. "You're right, of course. About all of it. Whatever is going on, I need to tell him what I know."

Viatorus looks up at the doctor again. "Thank you, doctor Hill. You've been very helpful."
heirtothearcane: (Tweed)

[personal profile] heirtothearcane 2015-12-24 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Between the chiming clock and the mention of another patient, there's plenty of prompt for Viatorus to stand. He offers his hand to shake and nods. "Of course I will. Whatever I can do to help. Do you need the address of my office to send a bill to?"
heirtothearcane: (Distant smiles)

[personal profile] heirtothearcane 2015-12-25 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd be happy to return the favour." Viatorus' hands are a touch on the clammy side, but his grasp is weak and the shake kept short. "Good luck, doctor Hill."

And with that he'll take his leave.