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" S-So…it's okay..if I talk to him? " Arnold Wesker asked , holding a sock puppet over his left hand.
" Of course , Arnold. But , if he's saying mean things to you , you don't have to talk back. You're in control.." Nina said , Wesker making his puppet talk now.
" WHAT DO YOU KNOW , BLONDIE?! THIS MORON WOULDN'T BE ANYTHING WITHOUT ME!" Sock-Scarface said to her , Arkham had let him keep a sock on his hand as part of his rehabilitation.
" Mr. Scarface , I'm going to have to ask you to please not yell in here. I will make a note to have Arnold's privileges revoked if this continues. " she said , crossing her arms.
"..Like what , Toots? " Sock-Scarface called her bluff. Nina reached forward and yanked the sock off of Arnold's hand. The older gentleman shaking , falling to the floor , trembling.
His police escort helped him off the ground , the officer obviously over this job already.
"..N-No , please…please give him back. I'm sorry , I'm sorry!" he said , shaking grabbing for the sock.
"…You will abide the rules…or next time…he stays here. " Nina said , throwing the sock back at him.
Wesker put the sock back on his hand. Making Sock-Scarface talk again. " Hah! You got guts , Doc. And fer the record , I wouldn't mind spendin' the night here as long as it was with you". Wesker made the puppet move as if it's "brows" were waggling.
"….We're done. Back in 2 weeks. Continue the Risperdal and the Effexor. I'll send the pre-auth for the pharmacy". She said , breathing in relief that her first day was complete.
Crane had already finished up. He walked over to her , wiping off his hands from washing them.
" I'll be straight with you….I assigned Wesker to you to see if you could handle a rouge.." Crane said as he walked into the kitchen where she was."….You seem to be…fearless when it comes to this….Seem is my key word…" Crane slipped off his white coat.
"….Sit down. " he said.
She sat…there it was…feeling like a child again. She hated this feeling.
Crane reached into his old refrigerator , opening the larger side that was the fridge , pulling out two bottles of soda. He sat them on the table after opening them.
"… ….I will say this…..you did handle yourself…adequately today….from what I heard through the walls…you are a decent psychiatrist…I do believe I could…moderately tolerate your being here….despite your choice of attire…your smart-ass mouth , your uneven haircut and your perfume…which we will discuss again if you wear that cheap whore-house scent in my house ever again…" he said , sliding the soda over to her.
She looked at him. Taking the drink.
"…But I believe…I can look past that. It was much easier only seeing 6 patients today…and all of them were from Arkham…" he said , sipping his soda.
"… ….I must ask…is this your way of telling me I did a good job today? " she asked , sipping her soda.
"…Don't push your luck , Child…" he said , sipping his drink.
They both jolted and hit the floor as bullets made holes in the wall of the yellow kitchen.
"…What the hell was that? " she asked
" Ichy.." he said , crouching over to the bird.
She cawed , she was fine.
He took her out of her cage and went back over to Nina.
" Crane what the hell is going on? " she said , looking worried.
"..Doctor Crane…and I'm not sure…." he said , looking out the kitchen window. " Don't see anything…" he said…
He saw a strange red glow coming out from the wheat field.
"…Something's out in the wheat…" he said , Nina came out to the porch. Taking Ichy on her arm as he placed the crow there. "..Stay with Ichabod…" he said , running out to the field to investigate.
" Like hell…" she said , following him.
He rolled his eyes. Feeling like a school-marm.
They both walked through the wheat. Trying to find the source of the odd glowing light.
" ….You need to go back to the house , …" he said. Nina scoffed. "…Oh , sure…someone's got to make sure Timmy and Sally are in bed by Nine and your shirts are pressed.." she said..letting him know that she was no push-over and he should not let her biology make him think any less.
Musical Interlude
Ichabod was currently on Nina's shoulder.
She walked out infront of him. She stood there , looking quite ominous with the deep grape purples of the setting sun , finally retreating from the day…and the red of the source of the light beneath her , especially with Ichabod on her shoulder when the wind picked up. She looked like a demon…or a succubus come for his soul…the air was thick with mischief
"…Someone's been into something really nasty out here.." she said , looking down at the light.
" What…what the hell is this? " he asked , looking down at it.
" A pentagram…Particularly of the Anton Levey school of thought…this is dark magic…" she said. Leaning down to examine the glow..
."…Mana…" she said.
"..What? " Crane asked , so confused.
"…Mana…is the matter that magic is made of…and this mana is red….most likely from a male witch…or someone that identifies as a male witch.." she said grinning..knowing she knew something he didn't was just too good.
She reached into the bodice of her dress and pulled out a rubber glove. She snapped it on and collected some of the glowing red material , turning the glove inside out. " I'll run it through my lab at home.." she said.
"…No. Dr. Skorzeny. This is not The X-Files…you are not investigating this..let's just chalk this up to teenagers on drugs…." he said , trying to be logical about it.
"…Did you not read my resume?…I also have a PHD in ParaPsychology…Who do you think the cops call for this kind of shit? " she asked , nodding to the glow. " Plus time is of the essense with this…Mana is only active for 8 hours after a spell is casted…and for the record..I'm more of a..Twin-Peaks fan.." she said , walking back to the house.
" The thing that gets me..is why did someone shoot at us? Just draws attention to them.." she said , letting Ichy perch on a chair when they got back into the kitchen. She flapped her huge wings a few times.
" I don't think it was to draw attention…but to make us either call the police or be spooked..and I don't intend to do either and for the record…the police usually call The Batman for this kind of shit.." he said , glaring at her.
"…Well…what will you do then, ? " she asked , leaning against the table.
He turned to the bullet holes in his wall.
"…I'm gonna fix this wall…then probably go to bed.." He turned to Nina. " Have a safe trip home , …and don't forget your coat tomorrow.." he said , showing her out.
Nina slipped into her car and drove off , heading for her apartment in Gotham. Worlds away from this sleepy little suburb.
Crane watched her drive off from inside. Ichabod was on his shoulder.
"…ParaPsychology…." he said ,turning to the crow. "….What a waste of money…You think she got her medical license from the same cereal box she got her PhD from? " he asked , putting Ichabod in her cage , covering her up.
"….Goodnight , Ichabod…" he said ,turning out the lights…
He would get to the wall in the morning….