"Good morning Ms. Schnee!" Weiss yawns softly as she's roused from her slumber by the entering nurse, eyes slowly fluttering open before she looks to the only other figure in the room.
"Good morning…" Comes her sleepy reply before the back of her bed is raised up by the nurse, Ms. Amaranth putting her in a seated position. As had become routine over the past few days she'd been spending in the academy's medical ward, her vitals are checked, then she's given her breakfast, the savory food being focused on once she's removed her headgear.
"Ms. Schnee, in about an hour Dr. Savoy will arrive, we alerted her of the change in your condition, and she has graciously agreed to tend to your appointment here." Amaranth explains while Weiss eats, Weiss gaining a slight frown before she nods.
"Oh, right. I forgot I had an appointment today…" Holding back a sigh that threatens to escape, she resumes eating her food, then shifts against the bed afterwards while the tray is removed and the nurse departs. After getting up taking a little time to brush her teeth, she settles back onto the bed and pulls out her scroll, a movie being selected to watch while she waits for her orthodontist to arrive.
Even with the movie distracting her, she can't help but dwell on prior events and what it means for her, Penny, and everyone, a sigh ringing out into the quiet of the room before long. Why does this have to happen? She thinks with a frown, gaze sinking towards her lap, All of this… What did I do to deserve it? Before she gets the chance to be too lost in her thoughts a knock rings out upon the door to her room, followed by the entrance of Dr. Savoy and her assistant, Weiss managing a small smile as the two approach her.
"Good morning Weiss, it's nice to see you again." Savoy hums out with a slightly toothy smile, a nod coming from the brace faced teen in response before she speaks.
"It's nice to see you as well, Dr. Savoy." With greetings out of the way, Savoy lowers Weiss's bed down and sets out to work, diligently swapping out wires before allowing Weiss to select a color for the elastic ties, dark green being picked before the wires are secured in place. Weiss is raised up once more after Savoy finishes, the peppy fox faunus smiling to her after she's stowed away her tools in her doctor's bag.
"There we go, all done. I'll see you again in six weeks Weiss, perhaps by then you'll be able to pay me a visit instead of the other way around." Weiss forces a dry chuckle before nodding, then waves to Savoy and her assistant as they depart, the nurse entering the room after a few minutes. While Weiss embraces Muffin her nurse approaches, a clipboard in hand being read before she looks to Weiss.
"Did your visit with Dr. Savoy go well?" She asks, smile growing when Weiss responds with a nod. "Splendid! I'll give you some time to relax, then you have a visit with one of our resident therapists." At the mention of a therapist Weiss frowns, disapproval being made silently apparent.
"A therapist? Why do I need to see a therapist?" Questioning just why she needs to see a therapist, Weiss huffs and looks anywhere but at the nurse, a soft chuckle leaving the nurse's lips.
"It was your sister Winter's suggestion to have you begin seeing a therapist, of course we can't make you if you don't want to, it's fully up to you." Despite Ms. Amaranth saying otherwise, Weiss feels she doesn't have much of a choice, especially if her sister is to blame. With yet another sigh she nods, the nurse marking down something on her clipboard before smiling to Weiss.
"I'll let them know you've agreed, and we'll come get you when they're ready." Weiss nods just one time, then turns her attention to Muffin before gritting her teeth and squeezing the feline. Therapy? Ugh… Why does Winter think I need therapy? I'm fine. She thinks with slight annoyance before pulling out her scroll again and playing the movie where she left off. Half an hour passes before another knock is given to the door, Nurse Amaranth entering with a wheelchair being pushed along, Weiss quirking an eyebrow for a few moments.
"It's just a precaution, Ms. Schnee, until we're sure you've improved we'd like to not take any chances." Begrudgingly, Weiss shifts from the bed to the chair, Muffin left behind on the bed with Nickel. The trip to the therapist's office is fairly short, no more than a few twists and turns down halls before they enter, Weiss's gaze immediately falling on the interior before regarding it's decorations.
What kind of therapist is this? This… This looks like it's for children. The room's color scheme is pastel in color, with a myriad of children's toys, stuffed animals, and decorations scattered about, lending the idea that this therapist deals with children more than they do teens and adults. Weiss transfers herself onto the nearby couch before turning her attention to the therapist, a motherly looking canine faunus woman who appears to be up there in age.
"Welcome, Ms. Schnee, it's very nice to meet you. My name is Dr. Brindle Youngwood, I work with the Atlas Military as a therapist specializing in work with families, children, and cases of trauma that stem from familial issues." As Brindle introduces herself and explains her field of work, Weiss pales, finally realizing why Winter wants her to see a therapist.
"I… It's… Nice to meet you as well, Dr. Youngwood." Steeling herself long enough to reply, Weiss leans back against the couch as her gaze falls towards the floor, Brindle watching her for a few moments before speaking.
"Come now Ms. Schnee, you may call me Brindle if you'd like. May I call you Weiss? Or would you prefer Ms. Schnee instead?" Brindle's question is regarded with an uneasy expression and a slow glance towards her face, Weiss silently debating with herself for no more than a few moments.
"You may call me Weiss…" She finally says after her fierce debate, thoughts drifting about distractedly. She seems nice… Reminds me of Dr. Savoy… Brindle's voice draws her out of her distraction, attention being given to her as her words ring out.
"I know this might be hard, with everything I'm sure you've been through, but do not worry Weiss. We will move at your pace, we will talk about whatever you'd like to talk about, for as long as you'd like, and if you don't want to talk then that is fine as well." Weiss nods along, not entirely sure she'd like to engage in therapy, yet… She can't bring herself to reject it, at least just yet.
"Right, okay…" She mutters quietly, silence taking over as she decides on what to talk about, if anything. What should I say? I don't… Want to talk about him… Or about work… Argh… Finally speaking after a few long minutes, Weiss glances around the room slowly, deciding to distract herself with the décor while talking. "I'm… Not entirely sure what to talk about just yet, I'm sorry…" She says with an apology given, Brindle unable to resist grinning brightly as she talks.
"You don't have anything to apologize for, Weiss, you've done nothing wrong. How would you like if I started us off? We could get to know each other a little, that always helps the little ones open up." Brindle suggests, Weiss's nod being all she needs before she resumes speaking. "My name is Brindle Youngwood. I am sixty-two years old, I work as a therapist for the military, my favorite color is red, my favorite food is chicken alfredo, and I too had braces when I was a wee bit younger than you. Now it's your turn, Weiss!"
"Alright… Err… I'm Weiss Schnee. I am eighteen years old, I am a huntress who works with Atlas, my favorite color is green, but dark green, like the leaves on a tree… Um… My favorite food is…" Pausing for a few moments, Weiss takes a few slow, deep breaths, gaze focusing on Brindle instead of idly wandering. "My favorite food is macaroni and cheese, with bacon and grilled chicken, and… This is my second time with braces, unfortunately."
"Now why do you say that?" Brindle replies before chuckling, a small smile being drawn out onto Weiss's face in the process. "I think they look quite lovely on you, and, well, you aren't the only person who's needed them more than once."
"I say unfortunately because… I'm not really a fan of the soreness every six weeks, and although I kind of like how they look…" She trails off for a few moments, thinking to herself, Not kind of like, really like. , "I've… Had bad memories come up since I've had them…" Brindle makes a few notes in her notebook while nodding, then waits a few moments to see if Weiss will speak further before talking.
"I felt the same way about them, they sure look nice, but the pain was never fun. At any rate, I'm sure it won't be long until you have a dazzling smile you can't wait to show off, and the pain never lasts that long anyway." Weiss finds herself surprised to hear how genuinely Brindle talks about braces, having not expected to encounter someone who had them before, much less an adult of Brindle's age. With a slow nod, she opens her mouth to speak, only to emit a quiet noise of pain before words can flow forth.
"I've… Not really known anyone who's had braces before other than me that are adults, it's… A nice change…" She begins to say upon recovering from the momentary pain, gaze falling onto the pile of stuffed animals off to the side. I should've brought Muffin… Her thoughts trail towards her plush cat Muffin for a few moments, Brindle picking up on where her gaze is pointed with a wider smile forming.
"Would you like to hold one Weiss? They've always proved to be of benefit when you're stressed or nervous, even I like to hold one from time to time." Brindle offers, Weiss shaking her head slowly before looking towards her.
"Thank you, but… I have one of my own, a plush cat I named Muffin… I didn't think to bring her…" Weiss is again given a nod in reply while notes are marked down, Brindle glancing up at the clock for a few moments before looking back at her patient.
"We've been here for an hour, if you'd like we could continue to chat longer, or you can be dismissed and I'll have Ms. Amaranth escort you back to your room." Looking up at the clock as well, Weiss makes note of the change in time, having not realized so much of it has passed.
"I'd… Like to go back to my room, please and thank you Ms. Brindle." Once Weiss voices her decision, Brindle taps on her scroll a few times and alerts Amaranth, attention falling back onto Weiss afterwards while she puts away her notes.
"It was very nice to share this first visit with you, Weiss, I'll have Nurse Amaranth let you know when our next scheduled meeting is." Weiss nods as Brindle speaks, a small, genuine smile resting on her face as she regards how well the appointment went despite her expectations. Once Brindle departs, Weiss glances around the room again, left to her own devices for the few minutes it takes for Ms. Amaranth to enter. This went better than expected… She didn't push me to talk about anything in particular…
"Hello again Ms. Schnee, ready to return to your room?" Amaranth asks as she enters the room, Weiss nodding before moving herself into the chair. Once she's settled she's swiftly brought back to her den of safety and sterility, carefully pulling herself up onto the bed before draping the blanket over her lap and embracing both Muffin and Nickel. "I'll have your lunch brought in shortly, until then you just relax." Once Amaranth slips out of the room, Weiss sighs quietly, then noses into the fur of her companions for a few moments.
"Next session, you're coming with me, Muffin."