<em>Recently I was told that if I wanted to get out of detainment that I needed to cooperate with with the counseling options they were going to provide me. Between restricted movement and a chance of getting out and moving again, therapy seemed the obvious choice. Voice Counseling seemed the most viable option so I simply went with that, given how convenient it sounded.<br/><br/>It wasn't like I did anything wrong. I probably saved a bunch of lives with what I did. They were devious beings, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Sure they looked cute and cuddly, that's what the enemy wanted you to think, but in truth they were sadistic bastards in disguise designed by the enemy. I was completely justified, I an a hero.<br/><br/>No matter. There won't be anymore of that. I did my duty, if they don't appreciate it so be it, I'll just move on and let them watch in horror as their children die.<br/><br/>The session was supposed to begin soon, and no one else appears to be here yet, save the counselor woman. I guess I'll just sit down.</em><br/><br/>Detrius took a seat as far as he could fron the doctor, waving lightly and trying not to disturb her much. He sat there as comfortably as he could and started examining the layout of the room as he waited for others to arrive.<br/><br/>His entrance had been rather uneventful, he had been escorted to the facility by two of the prison guards and was told to come to this room. Nothing all that special, as there appeared plenty of security here to begin with, all in all quite ordinary.<br/><br/>He noticed another come in as he was rubbing his neck trying to get an itch out.