Doctor, Doctor, gimme the news~

[rungout]

WHO: Rung and whoever wants to stop in!
WHERE: The good doctor's office
WHEN: It's an all day affair at Rung's office~ A few days after he discovered his new abilities.
WHAT: Therapy sessions and go!
WARNINGS: Dark pasts, etc?


Yep, it was that time again.

Now that things were somewhat back to normal for the resident therapist, Rung had put out the word that he would be taking patients again. He had missed it, helping others, and it was time to get his mind off everything that had happened to him over the past few weeks.

His office had been cleaned up and rearranged a bit, the therapist just wanting to change the atmosphere a bit.

Make it more personable than it had been before.

Satisfied with what he'd done, the front door had been propped open and he was settled at his desk, going over some files as he absently toyed with a ball of light.

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[rungout]

"..And that alone should make it clear how much that wasn't Kup and someone else entirely," Rung countered gently, very determined now to express just how much he didn't believe those actions to be Kup's own.

It just didn't make sense. It didn't sound like the Kup he knew at all.

[gunfondlingbattlestat]

Perceptor digests that quietly for a while as he stares at his hands, shoulders hunched, a bundle of silent misery.

"So it wasn't Kup?"

[rungout]

"Parts were. Small parts. But a lot of it was Prowl's influence," Rung said softly but there was a note to his voice that made it clear how much he hated that fact.

How much he hated Prowl.

[gunfondlingbattlestat]

That should be a comfort to Perceptor, knowing that Kup hadn't been the one to abandon him.

It isn't though.

"I did that." He can't meet Rung's optics, and his voice has lost tat anguished tone. It's lost all tone, in fact. "It was all my fault anyway."

[rungout]

"You can't keep carrying the guilt, Perceptor," Rung counters softly, well aware of the role the other played but there's no blame.

Prowl gets all of that.

"You did what you were made to do, I doubt there was much room for you to do anything else. Kup wouldn't have blamed you so don't blame yourself," he continued, optics dimming a bit. "You'll drown in your guilt if you aren't careful, Perceptor, and I don't want to see that happen to you."

[gunfondlingbattlestat]

Perceptor shakes his head stubbornly, his features pinched into a pained scowl.

"It wasn't supposed to be that," he offers quietly. "It was only... only supposed to be a means to monitor Kup's mental stability, to provide a little balance against the radiation's influence. I should have known what Prowl would do with it."

Prowl had perverted his work. Prowl had perverted his work to damage and control Kup. It makes him so angry, but more than that...

It makes him angry at himself for underestimating what Prowl could do with his work... and with Kup. Mostly, it makes him angry with himself for willing himself not to imagine what Prowl might do.