ask-laszlo-kreizler

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

Any other ways that inhabit your mind?

*I’ve arrived to pick up my younger sister, Beatrice, who was been receiving care from you every week since seeing our mother fall to her death over a month ago. She’s only nine and has stopped talking, throwing raging fits at times, but seems to be responding well to your treatment. My boots click against the floor as I take a seat outside your office to wait, crossing my legs at the ankles and holding a basket in my lap*

// @ask-eliza-mae

* Just a few minutes after you come, I come out of my office with Beatrice, letting her hold my right hand as we go out, the smallest smile on my face before seeing you, giving you a small nod and clearing my throat* Miss Donovan, I’ll begin with saying that your sister is making good progress, while she still does not speak, she manages to communicate well. And while I do not want to assume, or speculate... I do see her making good progress as we continue

// @ask-eliza-mae

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

* i raise a brow and think for a moment* do you wish that to be yourself?

*Miss Olga leads me in the direction of your office by my arm gently and I have a very satisfied look on my face* “Dr. Kreizler we’ve had a bit of an incident that you should be aware of” *she explains to you*

// @ask-lady-v

* i look up from my desk to see the two of you standing there, and more importantly the look on your face. I raise a brow and look between the two of you* and if you please, what was said incident?

// @ask-lady-v

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

“I wanna stays” * She murmurs and I nod* I believe we can make it happen

*After a week of tormenting you at night, tapping on your windows and making the wind whip faster and terrifying just about every child at the institute, I’ve decided to finally let you see me close up. I’ve heard stories about you and now I’m incredibly curious. I rap my long nails against the window outside of your office* Oh good doctor....good doctor....do invite me inside *I coo out sweetly*

// @ask-ember-kane

* My brow raises at the sound of the tapping and I look up from my papers, my glasses on the bridge of my nose, instantly looking up at you, taking note of the fact that you are now speaking and standing slowly at my desk* you are inside, inside my head, that is. You are my anxieties of this case manifesting into a hallucination of sorts, that is all. And talking to you, you see, will aid in getting over these anxieties, and your eventual disappearance * I explain, mostly to myself as that is where I believe you exist*

// @ask-ember-kane

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

Do you? In what ways, please oblige me * I murmur*

*I’ve arrived to pick up my younger sister, Beatrice, who was been receiving care from you every week since seeing our mother fall to her death over a month ago. She’s only nine and has stopped talking, throwing raging fits at times, but seems to be responding well to your treatment. My boots click against the floor as I take a seat outside your office to wait, crossing my legs at the ankles and holding a basket in my lap*

// @ask-eliza-mae

* Just a few minutes after you come, I come out of my office with Beatrice, letting her hold my right hand as we go out, the smallest smile on my face before seeing you, giving you a small nod and clearing my throat* Miss Donovan, I’ll begin with saying that your sister is making good progress, while she still does not speak, she manages to communicate well. And while I do not want to assume, or speculate... I do see her making good progress as we continue

// @ask-eliza-mae

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

Something catching your interest? * I ask curiously*

*Miss Olga leads me in the direction of your office by my arm gently and I have a very satisfied look on my face* “Dr. Kreizler we’ve had a bit of an incident that you should be aware of” *she explains to you*

// @ask-lady-v

* i look up from my desk to see the two of you standing there, and more importantly the look on your face. I raise a brow and look between the two of you* and if you please, what was said incident?

// @ask-lady-v

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

* I smile and she hold onto you* “Doctor says i mights stay wif you

*After a week of tormenting you at night, tapping on your windows and making the wind whip faster and terrifying just about every child at the institute, I’ve decided to finally let you see me close up. I’ve heard stories about you and now I’m incredibly curious. I rap my long nails against the window outside of your office* Oh good doctor....good doctor....do invite me inside *I coo out sweetly*

// @ask-ember-kane

* My brow raises at the sound of the tapping and I look up from my papers, my glasses on the bridge of my nose, instantly looking up at you, taking note of the fact that you are now speaking and standing slowly at my desk* you are inside, inside my head, that is. You are my anxieties of this case manifesting into a hallucination of sorts, that is all. And talking to you, you see, will aid in getting over these anxieties, and your eventual disappearance * I explain, mostly to myself as that is where I believe you exist*

// @ask-ember-kane

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

* I grin and gently rub your hand* I do as well

*I’ve arrived to pick up my younger sister, Beatrice, who was been receiving care from you every week since seeing our mother fall to her death over a month ago. She’s only nine and has stopped talking, throwing raging fits at times, but seems to be responding well to your treatment. My boots click against the floor as I take a seat outside your office to wait, crossing my legs at the ankles and holding a basket in my lap*

// @ask-eliza-mae

* Just a few minutes after you come, I come out of my office with Beatrice, letting her hold my right hand as we go out, the smallest smile on my face before seeing you, giving you a small nod and clearing my throat* Miss Donovan, I’ll begin with saying that your sister is making good progress, while she still does not speak, she manages to communicate well. And while I do not want to assume, or speculate... I do see her making good progress as we continue

// @ask-eliza-mae

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

Of course, as you wish * I give a simple nod and order us both dessert*

*Miss Olga leads me in the direction of your office by my arm gently and I have a very satisfied look on my face* “Dr. Kreizler we’ve had a bit of an incident that you should be aware of” *she explains to you*

// @ask-lady-v

* i look up from my desk to see the two of you standing there, and more importantly the look on your face. I raise a brow and look between the two of you* and if you please, what was said incident?

// @ask-lady-v

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

*She hugs onto you tight and giggles* “super good!! I see you!!”

*After a week of tormenting you at night, tapping on your windows and making the wind whip faster and terrifying just about every child at the institute, I’ve decided to finally let you see me close up. I’ve heard stories about you and now I’m incredibly curious. I rap my long nails against the window outside of your office* Oh good doctor....good doctor....do invite me inside *I coo out sweetly*

// @ask-ember-kane

* My brow raises at the sound of the tapping and I look up from my papers, my glasses on the bridge of my nose, instantly looking up at you, taking note of the fact that you are now speaking and standing slowly at my desk* you are inside, inside my head, that is. You are my anxieties of this case manifesting into a hallucination of sorts, that is all. And talking to you, you see, will aid in getting over these anxieties, and your eventual disappearance * I explain, mostly to myself as that is where I believe you exist*

// @ask-ember-kane

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

I will certainly keep that in mind * I grin, taking your hand and kissing it*

*I’ve arrived to pick up my younger sister, Beatrice, who was been receiving care from you every week since seeing our mother fall to her death over a month ago. She’s only nine and has stopped talking, throwing raging fits at times, but seems to be responding well to your treatment. My boots click against the floor as I take a seat outside your office to wait, crossing my legs at the ankles and holding a basket in my lap*

// @ask-eliza-mae

* Just a few minutes after you come, I come out of my office with Beatrice, letting her hold my right hand as we go out, the smallest smile on my face before seeing you, giving you a small nod and clearing my throat* Miss Donovan, I’ll begin with saying that your sister is making good progress, while she still does not speak, she manages to communicate well. And while I do not want to assume, or speculate... I do see her making good progress as we continue

// @ask-eliza-mae

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

Please feel free to take your pick as to what you would like

*Miss Olga leads me in the direction of your office by my arm gently and I have a very satisfied look on my face* “Dr. Kreizler we’ve had a bit of an incident that you should be aware of” *she explains to you*

// @ask-lady-v

* i look up from my desk to see the two of you standing there, and more importantly the look on your face. I raise a brow and look between the two of you* and if you please, what was said incident?

// @ask-lady-v

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

Of course, please make yourself welcome * I grin and give you both a little nod, Grace going over to you excitedly*

*After a week of tormenting you at night, tapping on your windows and making the wind whip faster and terrifying just about every child at the institute, I’ve decided to finally let you see me close up. I’ve heard stories about you and now I’m incredibly curious. I rap my long nails against the window outside of your office* Oh good doctor....good doctor....do invite me inside *I coo out sweetly*

// @ask-ember-kane

* My brow raises at the sound of the tapping and I look up from my papers, my glasses on the bridge of my nose, instantly looking up at you, taking note of the fact that you are now speaking and standing slowly at my desk* you are inside, inside my head, that is. You are my anxieties of this case manifesting into a hallucination of sorts, that is all. And talking to you, you see, will aid in getting over these anxieties, and your eventual disappearance * I explain, mostly to myself as that is where I believe you exist*

// @ask-ember-kane

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

Soon, very soon I hope * I murmur and smile*

*I’ve arrived to pick up my younger sister, Beatrice, who was been receiving care from you every week since seeing our mother fall to her death over a month ago. She’s only nine and has stopped talking, throwing raging fits at times, but seems to be responding well to your treatment. My boots click against the floor as I take a seat outside your office to wait, crossing my legs at the ankles and holding a basket in my lap*

// @ask-eliza-mae

* Just a few minutes after you come, I come out of my office with Beatrice, letting her hold my right hand as we go out, the smallest smile on my face before seeing you, giving you a small nod and clearing my throat* Miss Donovan, I’ll begin with saying that your sister is making good progress, while she still does not speak, she manages to communicate well. And while I do not want to assume, or speculate... I do see her making good progress as we continue

// @ask-eliza-mae

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

Im quite glad you enjoyed * I grin and finish mine up as well* would you like dessert?

*Miss Olga leads me in the direction of your office by my arm gently and I have a very satisfied look on my face* “Dr. Kreizler we’ve had a bit of an incident that you should be aware of” *she explains to you*

// @ask-lady-v

* i look up from my desk to see the two of you standing there, and more importantly the look on your face. I raise a brow and look between the two of you* and if you please, what was said incident?

// @ask-lady-v

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

No actually this is quite perfect, we were discussing…. Prospective futures….involving you

*After a week of tormenting you at night, tapping on your windows and making the wind whip faster and terrifying just about every child at the institute, I’ve decided to finally let you see me close up. I’ve heard stories about you and now I’m incredibly curious. I rap my long nails against the window outside of your office* Oh good doctor....good doctor....do invite me inside *I coo out sweetly*

// @ask-ember-kane

* My brow raises at the sound of the tapping and I look up from my papers, my glasses on the bridge of my nose, instantly looking up at you, taking note of the fact that you are now speaking and standing slowly at my desk* you are inside, inside my head, that is. You are my anxieties of this case manifesting into a hallucination of sorts, that is all. And talking to you, you see, will aid in getting over these anxieties, and your eventual disappearance * I explain, mostly to myself as that is where I believe you exist*

// @ask-ember-kane

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

* i am sitting with young Grace one evening, having a conversation with her when you come in*

*After a week of tormenting you at night, tapping on your windows and making the wind whip faster and terrifying just about every child at the institute, I’ve decided to finally let you see me close up. I’ve heard stories about you and now I’m incredibly curious. I rap my long nails against the window outside of your office* Oh good doctor....good doctor....do invite me inside *I coo out sweetly*

// @ask-ember-kane

* My brow raises at the sound of the tapping and I look up from my papers, my glasses on the bridge of my nose, instantly looking up at you, taking note of the fact that you are now speaking and standing slowly at my desk* you are inside, inside my head, that is. You are my anxieties of this case manifesting into a hallucination of sorts, that is all. And talking to you, you see, will aid in getting over these anxieties, and your eventual disappearance * I explain, mostly to myself as that is where I believe you exist*

// @ask-ember-kane

[ask-laszlo-kreizler]

For certain * I grin* I am enthusiastic for the time we’re we may spend the evening in each other’s company without leaving for the mornings

*I’ve arrived to pick up my younger sister, Beatrice, who was been receiving care from you every week since seeing our mother fall to her death over a month ago. She’s only nine and has stopped talking, throwing raging fits at times, but seems to be responding well to your treatment. My boots click against the floor as I take a seat outside your office to wait, crossing my legs at the ankles and holding a basket in my lap*

// @ask-eliza-mae

* Just a few minutes after you come, I come out of my office with Beatrice, letting her hold my right hand as we go out, the smallest smile on my face before seeing you, giving you a small nod and clearing my throat* Miss Donovan, I’ll begin with saying that your sister is making good progress, while she still does not speak, she manages to communicate well. And while I do not want to assume, or speculate... I do see her making good progress as we continue

// @ask-eliza-mae