New York City, New York
Residential Sub-Level [Classified Room Number]
Current Time Unknown
Ambrosio started to twirl their hair a sure sign boredom was starting to set in. The psychiatrist could see the twenty three year old was starting to get frustrated, and looked calmly at him stating " Ambrosio you need to focus, we aren't just doing these sessions for the fun of it. The experiences you have gone through were not just traumatic, but people lost their lives because of it." Suddenly Ambrosio's face grimaced, and the hair he was twirling snapped in anger at what was just mentioned. The psychiatrist sighed marking down a note on an already overflowing file pad, and took out a prescription pad handing it to the impatient adult. "So, same time next week?" the psychiatrist replied "Sure, and also if they start appearing again call me immediately it means we will need to strengthen your dosage". The anti-psychotic drugs only partially worked in keeping them from taking over completely yet they were never successful in block off the deep recesses of the psyche. From there was born Sin, and five other personalities who have taken on a live of their own all competing with each other for control or influencing the host personality. Ambrosio looked at his watch as they left the room the manifestations arguing within the confines of his mind all the while he was trying to silence them, but when something wants to be heard silence is the last thing on their list. Thankfully he looked forward to any assignments coming up since focusing on things tended to weaken the manifestations, and sometimes make them go away outright.