"Er, I say, what was that you were using?" "Pardon?" Armand noticed that
Dr. Fell had a puzzled look on his face after he had finished his phone
call. "I mean, what sort of device was that, that thing you called your
bodyguards with?" Even more confusion from Armand: "What...? OH, you mean
*this*..." He looked at the tiny cell phone in his hand. "Oh shnap..." He
had forgotten that according to the Matrix it was only 1993 and cell phones
of that type had not even been dreamt of yet. "Er... It is a prototype.
Yes, that's it doctor. It's a prototype cellular phone/pager from Japan!
They make things so unbelievably small there... Eh heh, crazy things,
technology, getting smarter, er, *smaller* all the time!" ^_^;
For some truly bizarre reason, this seemed to satisfy the good doctor. "After all," Dr. Fell reasoned to himself, "He is a very well connected figure in the crime world of this City. No doubt he would have access to advanced technology..." Figuring that it would be a while before Armand's two efficient but rather frustrating bodyguards arrived, Dr. Fell started addressing the rather touchy subject of Armand's childhood. Armand seemed very hesitant to discuss that part of his past, the reason being that he never *was* a child; he had been created fully grown with an already advanced IQ (though his EQ would leave much to be desired).
As Armand began to dance around the subject of his parents ("Wellll... I do not remember my father, and my mother... er... she is a blur in my memory as well..."), there was a frantic knock at the door. "Dr. Fell!" called the doctor's secretary, "A group of people just showed up! The lady said they are with your patient!" A muffled voice sailed over the secretary's: "I am no *lady,* I am his wife!"
Armand looked stunned (kind of like this: '_'; or this: o_O;) as he muttered, "'SEPHONE?! (Various things in French, most of them not very nice)?! Doctor, if you please, I would like to step outside for just a moment..." "Of course," said Dr. Fell obligingly.
As his most peculiar patient left the room to argue with his entourage, Dr. Fell took the time to contemplate Armand. In addition to the delusions of grandeur, the adultery, and the RUDENESS, Armand Bruno Aikanaka Kurohoshi del Rio de Sangre (who for unknown reasons liked to be called The Merovingian) appeared to be a psychological mess. He had severely suppressed childhood memories, indicative of acute traumatic abuse and he was also a control freak, keeping close tabs on his bodyguards and his wife at all times while simultaneously ignoring them. With his keen observation skills, Dr. Fell also deduced that Armand felt that he was owed everything that had happened to make him the influential and feared person he was today. "I think when we're back to a one-on-one session I shall verbally rip him to shreds... and maybe prescribe some Prozac."
Meanwhile, out in the waiting room, Dr. Fell's secretary cowered behind her desk as a confrontation began between Armand and his wife...
Next: Group Therapy
------------------
Author's notes: EQ means Emotional IQ, sort of. Example: while Mero is indeed brilliant with schemes, planning things, etc., the neglect of his wife and total disregard for other ppl shows how emotionally shallow he is...
For some truly bizarre reason, this seemed to satisfy the good doctor. "After all," Dr. Fell reasoned to himself, "He is a very well connected figure in the crime world of this City. No doubt he would have access to advanced technology..." Figuring that it would be a while before Armand's two efficient but rather frustrating bodyguards arrived, Dr. Fell started addressing the rather touchy subject of Armand's childhood. Armand seemed very hesitant to discuss that part of his past, the reason being that he never *was* a child; he had been created fully grown with an already advanced IQ (though his EQ would leave much to be desired).
As Armand began to dance around the subject of his parents ("Wellll... I do not remember my father, and my mother... er... she is a blur in my memory as well..."), there was a frantic knock at the door. "Dr. Fell!" called the doctor's secretary, "A group of people just showed up! The lady said they are with your patient!" A muffled voice sailed over the secretary's: "I am no *lady,* I am his wife!"
Armand looked stunned (kind of like this: '_'; or this: o_O;) as he muttered, "'SEPHONE?! (Various things in French, most of them not very nice)?! Doctor, if you please, I would like to step outside for just a moment..." "Of course," said Dr. Fell obligingly.
As his most peculiar patient left the room to argue with his entourage, Dr. Fell took the time to contemplate Armand. In addition to the delusions of grandeur, the adultery, and the RUDENESS, Armand Bruno Aikanaka Kurohoshi del Rio de Sangre (who for unknown reasons liked to be called The Merovingian) appeared to be a psychological mess. He had severely suppressed childhood memories, indicative of acute traumatic abuse and he was also a control freak, keeping close tabs on his bodyguards and his wife at all times while simultaneously ignoring them. With his keen observation skills, Dr. Fell also deduced that Armand felt that he was owed everything that had happened to make him the influential and feared person he was today. "I think when we're back to a one-on-one session I shall verbally rip him to shreds... and maybe prescribe some Prozac."
Meanwhile, out in the waiting room, Dr. Fell's secretary cowered behind her desk as a confrontation began between Armand and his wife...
Next: Group Therapy
------------------
Author's notes: EQ means Emotional IQ, sort of. Example: while Mero is indeed brilliant with schemes, planning things, etc., the neglect of his wife and total disregard for other ppl shows how emotionally shallow he is...