Dr. Frederick Chilton (
slightlyoffchilt) wrote2013-10-01 10:26 pm
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- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

"Hello.
You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."
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[ This is Chilton. Of course it does. Hastily: ]
Can't I just tell you later? When I'm out? We can have our stupid session and I'll tell you all about it.
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I went to the barbershop. After a little bit of drinking. And it was their fault -- they refused to service me. So I took the razor and buzzed my hair off myself. I mean, you wouldn't believe how rude they were! They're not getting my business again, that's for damn sure!
[ Walt was neglecting the main part. The part that really drew this all together in a nice crazy package. He mumbled it as fast as he could. ]
....andImightnothavebeenwearinganypants.
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I see.
[Careful, cautious tone here. While Chilton is delighted that Walt fractured so severely, and moreover that he had called Chilton to aid him, the psychiatrist deeply understood the role he now needed to assume. And he would do so with relish.]
I can arrange for you to be moved from where you're being held on request of immediate psychiatric evaluation. You have a history, after all, and I have sway. You'll come to me, at the hospital, and [after twenty-four hours of involuntary care] then be on your merry way.
[Wielding a razor while hostile, violent, and drunk. And partially nude. This wouldn't be a hard sell in Chilton's department.]
Are they taking care of you? Has anyone offered a lawyer?
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[ Walt confessed and sounded exhausted about it. He had been pitching fits and tirades all over the place, yelling things about the first amendment and how he was the victim here of kidnapping on a mass scale. ]
But if you can do this, Chilton. I'd appreciate it. Truly appreciate it.
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[That exhaustion was noted. Perhaps Walt would even be grateful for the impending sedatives.]
I'm here for you, Walt.
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I'm so sorry for avoiding you. I'm sorry.
[ Because he probably should have gone. It was stupid not to go. Paranoia. Doubt. Chilton being pestilence. Walt almost getting killed by Hank. Everything with Abduxel. Father's day.
Walt's life was a mess. ]
This is the hardest it's ever been here. And Jesse isn't even here. He's on some stupid trip with some stupid friends. How could he leave me this weekend of all weekends??
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[Phrased as a question. Psychic driving could be a small, subtle guise for clarification, and perhaps nothing more granite than that.]
It's all right, Walt. It's all right, you've come back to me now. I can make this better. [So Jesse was the final straw. Of course -- of course he would be.] I'll get you out of there.
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His silence lingered, and he listened to Chilton. ]
I...
[ A pause. ]
I knew I could count on you.
[ Except Walt didn't exactly have an idea of what Chilton had in store for him and when he did, this tune would change. ]
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[Count on him to act the opportunist, count on him to have you awaken in a few hours strapped to a patient gurney in a padlocked hospital.]
I'll see you soon enough.