JessieJames
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Atlantis - City of Dreams Clinic
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Adran Triveron - In his office
Within the upper floors of the Serpent District's precinct lay the most advanced psychiatric ward of Atlantis. There the staff had taken on patients of varying mental disabilities, whether they were self-committed or plead insanity for crimes they committed. On the top floor in an office made from the finest Mahogany, sat the head of this clinic, Adran Triveron, his long blonde hair flowing free behind him, having never seen the point of hair ties.
The office itself was made to be as soothing and accommodating as possible, as he often treated patients here personally. Today was not one of those days however, as his own list of patients had been taken care of. He merely sat at his desk, finishing the rest of his paperwork with an unamused expression. When the clock struck one in the afternoon, Adran let out a sigh of relief, grateful for his lunch break.
It had been a while since he'd seen his fellow devils of sin, and decided to pay an unexpected visit to his old friend Lucius. He felt a slight twinge of anxiety, thinking that he might've forgotten something, as the man often did, but paid it no mind as he moved downstairs to the front of the building and hailed his personal cab to take him to the Fox precinct.
Within the upper floors of the Serpent District's precinct lay the most advanced psychiatric ward of Atlantis. There the staff had taken on patients of varying mental disabilities, whether they were self-committed or plead insanity for crimes they committed. On the top floor in an office made from the finest Mahogany, sat the head of this clinic, Adran Triveron, his long blonde hair flowing free behind him, having never seen the point of hair ties.
The office itself was made to be as soothing and accommodating as possible, as he often treated patients here personally. Today was not one of those days however, as his own list of patients had been taken care of. He merely sat at his desk, finishing the rest of his paperwork with an unamused expression. When the clock struck one in the afternoon, Adran let out a sigh of relief, grateful for his lunch break.
It had been a while since he'd seen his fellow devils of sin, and decided to pay an unexpected visit to his old friend Lucius. He felt a slight twinge of anxiety, thinking that he might've forgotten something, as the man often did, but paid it no mind as he moved downstairs to the front of the building and hailed his personal cab to take him to the Fox precinct.