Hayner had caught sight of one of the signs for the Life Support meetings back when he'd lived at the Mission, it was old though and when he asked one of the older women she told him it had cut out. A dissapointment that was soon cured though when he found a more recent one explaining the place and time, and even the date.
Unable to resist, only of course for curisoties sake, because face it, what problems could a mostly healthy kid like Hayner, just some spoiled kid that ran away from home most likely, have? And so the blonde left a note for Axel on the fridge explaining exactly where he was going in case questions were asked later and headed out to the Community Center.
Arriving early he shook out his umbrella and set it off to the side before running his fingers through his hair hesitating as he moved towards the center of the room..
The sounds of the door opening stirred the doctor from her thoughts and she turned, relaxing and smiling some as she saw the boy.
He was young.
Younger than she had expected to come. But then this was Neon City.
It was sad to think that someone his age had no where else to turn.
"Hello there. Here for the Life Support meeting?" Of course he was, why else would he be there? But she was nervous..she was afraid she was going to screw up. "..Of course you are. Excuse me." She smiled, this time a real smile. "I'm Dr. Moira MacTaggert." Meeting the blonde in the middle of the room, she offered him her hand, a sincere gesture.
All she wanted was to help. She hoped the boy could see that already.
(Ooc: You get bonus points if you get who the doctor is. xD I couldn't think of anyone else to use.)
"I'm really just here to watch, honestly. I'm curious." Hayner replied as he met with the doctor, shaking her offered hand, though he was hesitant and didn't allow the gesture to linger very long. "My name's Hayner, it's a pleasure to meet you ma'am."
He could see that she wanted to help, but whatever problems he might mave, he's obviously the sort to pretend they're nothing, that they're not there at all. And so, in his opinion, he didn't have a problem at all.
"Nice to meet you as well Hayner. And make yourself comfortable. I'm...honestly not to sure how many people are going to attend today but we'll see." As she said this, she spied the man by the door and addressed him, offering a smile like she did to Hayner.
Glancing back at the boy, Moira motioned to the seats and took one herself.
"You've never been to a meeting before then Hayner?"
Hayner turned around looking towards the man at the door before nodding as she offered him a seat. Slipping around to the chairs the blonde haired youth slumped into one, pulling his legs up and looking around the room watching curiously, eyes growing somewhat glazed and distant over time.
That's right. He's lost in some serious thought here, probably imagining the meetings from before.
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The doctor at the clinic had been hassling Seifer for a week about this. In infernal man never know what the heck he was talking about, it was obvious he was a quack (what doctor works for free anyway?) but God did that man dig his claws in and never let go.
Seifer was only showing up to rightfully conclude he hated support groups and wanted nothing to do with them. Then he could tell that doctor to shut his trap for good.
He lingered out the door- it was a chick and a kid. He was trying to descide if he could just bail out now and say the meeting was cancelled.
(Nope you're fine. ;3 Its open to everyone.)
Moira was used to patients, to people coming in and trying to act as if they weren't there. Her eyes flickered to the door, settling on the man that stood there.
"You don't have to just stand there. You'll welcome to join us over here." It was his choice whether he wanted too but she just wanted to make the offer more known. The point of this group was not to pressure people into attending. The point was to let them know there was a place for them if they wanted it.
Seifer just gave a hmmp, coming in a little more. He hung towards the back in the "standing room" to watch other people come in. He was sure he would have nothing to do with these people, nothing in common, and he was willing to put money down that everyone would hate him before the end of the meeting.
Oh- there were some people he worked with. That was two already.
It had been so long since these meetings had occurred. Too long. Even standing in front of the building gave the blond an empty feeling. Two months... Hard to believe. Sighing, Roxas made his way up the steps and in through the building. His feet were on auto-pilot at this point, having traveled this path many times before.
He reached the door and paused in it, looking in on the current occupants of the room. Two people he didn't know, and... the doc. He smiled at the sight of her, but didn't quite leave the doorway yet. I don't want to be here. I shouldn't be. Too many memories...
To be quite honest, Dr. MacTaggert hadn't expected to see many of the people that had come to the meetings before. For some reason it just didn't seem like they would.
As she let the first two that had arrived get comfortable, her eyes strayed to the door, having heard someone else enter.
Looks like today was just going to be full of surprises.
"Roxas..Long time no see." Moira greeted the blonde, smiling softly at him. She remembered Roxas very well, and she was surprised to see him again.
But not at all displeased.
"Would you like to join us Roxas?"
"Oh, I, uh..." No backing out now. "I guess." It was going to be hard. His reason for coming in the first place was dead, and this place had teh greatest amount of reminders of him.
"... Glad to see you back in action, Doc." Neve having been taught that males weren't supposed to be affectionate, Roxas moved forward and embraced the doctor, resting his head on her shoulder. She had helped them through the end, helped him after it was over. "It's been two months."
Moira returned the embrace without a second thought, holding the blonde close. Roxas had been one of the people she had gotten close too when the meetings had still been running.
..The both of them.
"I know. I was worried about you after the meeting stopped." she murmured, sighing softly, rubbing his back. "I'm glad to see you're ok Roxas."
Slowly pulling away, she gently cupped both of his cheeks, smiling at him once again. "Want to go meet the others? Hayner looks to be about your age."
He offered her a smile in return, though it wasn't really felt. "Sure. Small group so far." Looking at the two present, Roxas didn't recognize either of them. Oh well, there was still ten minutes until the meeting was supposed to begin.
"Bigger than I expected to be honest." Moira admitted, smiling sheepishly. "I was afraid that no one would show..." The doctor looked towards the group that had assembled thus far, at the same time leading Roxas over. "But I am glad to see these people here.."
Walking slowly through the doorway, wet silver hair left a light trail of rain water behind a man wrapped in a black duster coat. It was Seph, albeit a bit wild eyed and rosy cheeked. He had promised to meet Riku here at the meeting time, using an excuse to "go run an errand" to slip away to pick up a bit of cash. The slap to his face wasn't nearly as welcome as the twenty he got for the guy's pleasue. He could still feel the burn on his face.
In the circle of chairs was at least one familiar face, the kid from the subway. The others... didn't seem to be too pleased to be here. Now that he thought about it, he wasn't quite sure why he was here, other than because the teen had tossed it out before he left. The fliers he had seen gave some indication, support for virtually anything and everything, but since his humanitarianism was more in the form of making patrons drool, he figured here might be a place to start finding faces.
They just kept arriving and Moira was very pleased, pleased that at least some people were giving it a chance.
The doctor put on another smile and took a few steps towards the man, her eyes flickering to his red cheek.
As much as she wanted to ask...it wasn't her place.
"Welcome to Life Support. I'm Dr. Moira MacTaggert." she introduced herself, holding a hand out to the newcomer.
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He returned her greeting with a measured handshake. "Nice to meet you, Miss. My name is Sephiroth, but whatever derivative you'd prefer to use would be alright." He chuckled softly, dropping her hand to pull around his long hair. It still had bits of garbage and dirt from when he hit the dumpster. Grimacing, he picked an open chair and started to meticulously undo some of the knots holding the unwanted refuse to him.
I think I would kill someone for a shower... thank heavens I didn't take up Riku on the fish market job.
Larxene happened to be walking home at that moment. She'd seen the signs and posters advertising Life Support meetings all day. It made her stomach clench in both fear and dread. Two months since the last meeting... so... It's been four months since I stepped in there.
They'd been trying to help her with her memories when she'd last been there. Then her foster family had found out about it and forbidden her from going, watching her every move and saying it was for her own good that she not be near "those queers."
Larxene felt the hair on the back of her neck rise and tried to shake the feeling. Her feet involuntarily took her to the doorway and she peered in. She recognized some of the people from long ago, but their names escaped her. She'd tried to block out the memories of this place, block out the memories every meeting had brought forth. In all honesty, she'd almost been glad the fosters had made her stop going. But at the same time...
She closed her eyes for a moment, gathering her strength and anger so she could do what she needed to do...
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Before Moira headed back for the circle to take a seat with the group, she had given one more glance towards the door and had caught sight of blonde hair.
She blinked in surprise and took a few steps towards the door. She recognized this person...it had been two months but she knew the woman standing in the doorway.
"Larxene." she murmured, shaking off her surprise and turning some, holding her arm out to the circle. "Going to join us again?"
Larxene's stomach plummetted at the sound of her name. Oh shit. She'd been spotted. "I... guess so..." Trying to hide the fact that she would have preferred to not be seen at all, the blonde woman headed into the room. She definitely recognized one of the blonde guys, though she could not for the life of her remember his name.
Heading for an empty chair, she sat down, trying not to think of what might be going on tonight.
Having been sitting quietly off to one side of the room, he perked up at the sound of the familiar name and voice. "Larxene? Lar? Long time no see." Roxas got up, walking over to the woman and having a seat next to her, offering a warm smile. "Hey, remember me? Roxas. Y'know, the little boy-whore. It's been a while." Truth be told, he wouldn't have remembered her name if he hadn't heard Moira say it.
Larxene found herself glaring over at the person who sat next to her. She'd been in her own world and very happy with it when this guy... what was his name...? oh yeah, Roxas... walked up. She barely resisted the urge to flinch.
"I... suppose..." Boy-whore... She really didn't like that type and saw no point in whoring oneself out. Of course she wasn't going to say anything about that...
It was then that it occured to her that he'd called her "Lar." WTF... "Excuse me? My name is Larxene." And with that, she turned her attention back to the center of the room, completely ignoring Roxas.
Roxas blinked, looking at the girl next to him. Had he said something wrong? No, it must be the city. It had gotten to her too. He was about to apologize for whatever he'd done to offend her, but then Moira sat down and began the meeting. He'd apologize later.
The red head hadn't honestly been dead set on going. He he left the house with the intention of getting Hayner a flashlight. The kid needed something...
But, of course, curiousity had gotten the better of him.
Jogging across the street and up the steps to the community center, the red hand shook himself a bit as he got under the overhang. He stared at the doors for a long moment, hand resting on the handle.
He was already there...he might as well just go. Cursing himself a bit, the red head tugged the door open and headed inside.
Green eyes fell on the group of people within the circle of chairs, instantly finding Hayner first.
His feet moved on their own, leading him inside the center, heading for the chairs.
Taking a seat beside Roxas, the doctor looked around at the assembled group and smiled, preparing to start the meeting.
That is, until she noticed that they had another member.
"Welcome to the group. Go ahead and take a seat. I'm Dr. Moira MacTaggert." she had never seen the red head before, at least not that she could remember.
Another new person.
As she spoke to him, Axel paused, almost to Hayner and looked at her, at the same time noticing the blonde beside her.
Just his luck.
"..Name's Axel." he offered, nodding to the doctor before taking a seat beside Hayner, ruffling the kid's hair as he did.
"Nice to meet you Axel. And while we're on it, lets go ahead and start shall we? First and foremost, introductions." Moira suggested, looking around the group. "Just stand up, say your name and a little about yourself if you want. If not, just a name will do."
Now, who was daring enough to go first.
Hayner was sitting probably two or so chairs away from Moira, legs pulled up on the chair next to him. Of course Axel wasn't a hard one to spot when he walked in what with that bright red hair of his. It was a surprising arrival, but not in a bad way.
"Er, hi? My name is Hayner? I'm just kind of here to watch though, so don't mind me a whole lot." He introduces, shrugging his shoulders some while batting Axel's ruffling hand away. Hey. It takes him all night to get his hair perfect like that.
Well this was interesting. It was the third time he'd run into the red-head, but the first time he'd learned his name. Whatever.
"Hi, I'm Roxas. I... I've lived here my whole life, and I started coming to Life Support a few years ago when it was just an AIDS support group. ... I came with a friend." He'd said more than enough, and then he fell silent, waiting for the next person to introduce themselves.
No one else seemed willing to go next. Emerald eyes rolled and he sighed, head tilting slightly.
"I'm Axel..like I said.." as he said this, he waved his hand a bit, glancing around at the group. "Never been to anything like this before. I'm here because I was curious..and I have secrets just like everyone else does most likely." The red head shrugged a bit, looking away from the others now, waiting for the next person to break the silence.
That would be Seifer. He wasnt going to be *rude*...
"My Name is Seifer.... and I hate support groups. I came her to tell my doctor I tired." He grudgingly admitted. None of his co-workers had recongised him yet but now they's notice.
The doctor smiled a bit to herself, watching Seifer for a moment.
A lot of people like him had come to the meetings before. They just needed to adjust to the idea of talking to people that were like them.
But maybe it really wasn't his thing.
Either way, he was there now.
Glancing over at the other members who had yet to introduce themselves, her eyes focused on the ones she did know already.
"Seph? Would you like to go next?" Her eyes flickered to Vexen as well. She wasn't sure how he would prefer being introduced so she would leave that to him.
Starting at the mentioning of his name, Seph looked a bit like a kid caught reading comic books in class. Hopping up, he tossed the remains of his meticulous picking over his shoulder and flashed a nervous smile.
"My name's Seph, and I'm here because Roxas had extended the invite. I've... only been here a few days... three actually." He could sense that hardly anyone was paying any serious attention, a bit of a disappointment to him as he sat himself back down. Though now snapped out of his little world, several faces stood out to him, remembering Roxas and... Riku? What are you doing here?
Seeing Moira's glance in his direction, Vexen knew it was his turn. "I'm Vexen, also known as Eve Frost." Not feeling the need to elaborate, he sat back down. His voice was soft and light, even though he wasn't trying to fool anyone. If anyone hadn't caught on to his gender yet, the two names was a good indication. Vexen was a drag queen with quite a few years under his belt.
Wanting to get it all over with, Larxene decided to take her turn. She stood, but only long enough to say her name. "Larxene." Figuring someone would call her on it if she didn't say it (since Moira had already made it quite clear that she knew the blonde woman), she added, "I used to come back before the meetings disbanded."
Guess that makes you next... I'm Riku. I was invited and thought I'd make good on the offer." Giving a shrug, he leaned back into his chair.
That left only one more person to introduce themself. Her eyes flickered to the blonde that had come in just before Vexen, the doctor's head tilting a bit.
"Your turn." She offered him a smile, encouraging him to introduce himself to the group.
Tidus scratched his head nervously like he always did as he spoke. "Heya. I'm Tidus."
Even though he tried, he couldn't keep himself from sounding a little hesitant, as if there was something in the back of his mind that was trying to scream at him.
His eyes had flickered over Seifer, but he hadn't actually recognized the man until he'd gotten up and spoke.
The good doctor stood now, looking around the group, making sure she had names and faces matched correctly.
"I'm Dr. Moira McTaggert. Some of you might remember me from the former Life Support meetings, I ran them then as well. I've lived here in Neon City my whole life and while I don't know what all of you are going through, I can relate in some ways." Tilting her head a bit, she smiled, slowly sitting.
"Now, since this is the first meeting, we'll just swap stories, as long as everyone is comfortable with doing so. Stories of things that have happened to you..to change you and your life here in the city."
Tidus walked in. It wasn't that he was here for any specific problems of his own (his dad was the only thing he really had to worry about), but he wanted to come for the "support" part.
He walked in confidently, like he always did when he knew he would get to meet new people. However, he didn't want to be quite so rude as he had that first day meeting Tifa, so he sat down quietly instead.
Late. Vexen made a point never to be late for everything, but seeing as he'd been deliberating whether or not to go up until the last second, he was lucky to get to the meeting right at the beginning. He'd been there before. He was probably one of the longest surviving members, having seen many different leaders and members come and go. I doubt anyone from the previous group will be here.
With a sigh, Vexen entered the building, entering as quietly as he could. His hair was pulled back into a high pony tail save for his long bangs that framed his face. He wore a long black duster over his white blouse and khaki slacks. A hint of mascara remained from the previous night, as did a bit of eye-liner and blush. He'd re-glossed his lips for the meeting. Gods knew why. All in all, he looked very much like a pretty middle-aged lady as he slipped in and took the seat closest to the door.
Riku straggled in at the end, standing in the doorway and taking in the circle of people in chairs. He recognised Seph first off and then Axel and Roxas. Don't just stand here. Looks like a support group. Go.. sit down.
Taking the advice of his inner monologue, he made his way quietly to the circle and took a seat, glancing around at those assembled.
Blue-green eyes looked over towards Riku, a small wave of two fingers to say a silent 'hello' made with long fingers.
Riku gave a small smile, both glad and afraid to see a familiar face.
Stumbling in like he was running from something extremely dangerous… Sora shut the doors behind himself in a flustered fashion. Looking around, he felt like he may have missed out… due to being late.