Post-session Transcript Tor

Dr. Masterson: This is Dr. Elizabeth Masterson. Today marked my first session with new resident Tor Nordson. These are my observations.

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Dr. Masterson: Subject name, Tor Nordson—hereinafter referred to as N001. Species, demigod. Sub-species, Berserker. Nationality, Novasgardian. Age, approximately twenty-six years. Height, six foot five, though he does swell in size during fits of rage. Weight fluctuates in the same manner as his height. Notable markings, scar on his left cheek, rose tattoo in the center of his chest. Also appears that his hair is changing color. I wonder if this correlates with how often he takes his beastly form. Something to keep track of in the future.

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Dr. Masterson: Subject N001 required restraints for our entire session, as well as magical binding held in place by Bruno, one of Blackwood's strongest staff members. I have assigned Bruno exclusively to N001's care for the safety of all residents and staff.

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Dr. Masterson: Until N001 has grasped greater control of his beast, I must insist he remain locked in No Man's Land. It is possible he came to us too late, which will be a massive disappointment as I doubt I will be able to find a suitable substitute for his power. Not only is he the first Novasgardian Blackwood has ever seen, he is also the first Berserker—a species that has long since been believed to be extinct—that has stepped foot on these grounds. What we stand to learn from his presence here is too important. I only hope that some time alone will help him calm enough that Bruno and I might work together to reach him.

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Dr. Masterson: Having never worked with one of his ilk, it's impossible to know which method of treatment will be most effective. However, a close colleague of mine has had extensive experience with another very similar to him. Perhaps a chat regarding best practices is in order. If all else fails, I don't suppose it would be entirely out of line to attempt old-school behavioral modification techniques. And if memory serves, Blackwood is still in possession of the requisite equipment. Note—ask Joffrey to search the storage rooms for an ECT machine. And maybe a wooden spoon.

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Dr. Masterson: *sigh* Yes, come in.

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Joffrey: My apologies, Doctor. Bruno has run into some... trouble in Tor's cell. We require your assistance in handling him. I think perhaps heavy sedation will be required, but we need you to sign off.

Dr. Masterson: *grumble* Fine. I'll be there shortly. Don't give him anything until I can assess him.

Joffrey:Very well, ma'am.

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Dr. Masterson: N001 may very well be my greatest challenge thus far. I am confident, however, that I will get what I need from him before he is useless to my cause.

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