So, let's talk about your self-esteem.

[piper90npcs]

Who: Jorgmund therapists and patients.
What: One of the benefits of Jorgmund health insurance? Mandatory grief counseling!
Where: Side rooms of the medical bay.
When: In the days following Planker's death.
Warnings/Notes: Likely to delve into the personal issues of various characters, which may get dark or go into sensitive content.

In the days following Planker's demise, some of the hires get tapped for extra counseling, on the basis of being "excessively perturbed" by the passing of their most beloved trainer. Rather than be assigned to chore shifts, these unlucky hires are sent to a room adjacent to the med bay with a small fountain of smooth-flowing water over rocks and the general scent of patchouli for an hour a day.

It's a healing space. Breathe deep. Abandon your pre-conceptions and negativity.

Comments

[greyerrant]

Loken finds it hard to deny he was playing the hero when he did punch the recently-deceased Planker directly in his face after one too many nasty punishments being inflicted on some of the less physically adept new hires. He lets Saturday guide things, his own lack of guile not an advantage here. He is direct in his confrontations, and is now visibly swallowing disappointment he doesn't get a chance to talk about his actual problems.

[myagents]

Price had kind of hoped that the others would be unlocked by now. He understands why they don't want to speak, and it's alright, but putting a wall makes it so much clearer that there is something to hide. Still, as much as he likes to poke the threat with a stick, he doesn't necessarily want to be difficult. He just genuinely thinks it's all he can be.
He lowers his head. This session is going to be painful, and not the entertaining kind of painful.

[piper90npcs]

"Well, I should hope that you notice that everything you've said so far as been a conversation-ender. Lots of no's, no follow-up. That defensive posture usually comes from someone who's feeling threatened."

Dr. Fust looks at all three of them in turn. "I think we can all agree that this is a safe room for discussion, doesn't everyone agree?"

[wheyoftheadept]

"Safe, huh? What makes a place safe, exactly?" Saturday asks, cheerfully, politely interested. "Like I said, I never even met Price. Seems t'me we three got assigned at random an - hell, do we even have files for you t'read?"

The possibility of somehow talking her way into seeing them is a bright spot in what's otherwise shaping up to be a very boring afternoon. Stonewalling builds character, but it's no fun.