Recording - 18:45
"Testing, one, two, three. Testing. Good."
"Are you sure that you're ready for this doc? She is a loose cannon. Actually managed to take out the Power Ponies if it hadn't been for their sidekick."
"Come on now Shield. I've been waiting for a chance like this for a long time. I've studied and made contributions to all sorts of medical fields. I can't simply leave this one unconquered. It would seem like such a waste after all of the effort I've put forth to get this far."
"Whatever floats your boat. I'm no psychologist, I don't study this crap or care. I just know that you can't cure crazy. Fool's endeavor."
"Thank you, for that motivational speech. I'll be sure to let the Academy now just how much support I was given by the staff here."
"Sheesh, just speaking my mind. No need to jump down my throat. Sorry."
"Apology accepted. This is simply something I have to try. I've cured all manner of illnesses, but never one of the mind. This is my last test, my own personal proof that I deserve the title of doctor. Is she ready?"
"Soon, those drugs that we gave her should be wearing off in just a few minutes. Maybe sooner, given her size."
"Excellent, thank you Nightshade. Shield, remember, the safety word is hogwash. I need you on alert, this may get ugly."
Stop. - 18:51
Recording - 19:13
*Sound of writing on paper*
"It would appear that apparently she will be asleep a little while longer then expected. For the purpose of my own records, I will be doing a light physical examination while dictating.
From the offset, she appears to be physically fine. Her proportions are uncommon, but not unheard off. * shuffling of paper* Looking back at her file it would seem that she experienced a severe growth spurt after her accident. Hmm, she weighs very little compared to the average pony. She doesn't appear to be malnourished in anyway. Her jumpsuit was unable to be removed when she was brought in. Whether that is from some form of magic or some other pleasant manner is currently unknown.
Her mane is currently locked into a specifically made apparatus, although it is a wonder it was not cut. While she sleeps I can see some movement on the roots, suggesting that her control of her mane is not magical and instead it is an unconscious control. Similar to pegasi and their wings."
*More writing on paper*
"Must you drone on?"
"You're awake? Wonderful. How are you feeling?"
"Feeling? FEELING? I'm in a straight jacket with my mane constrained, rather painfully I might add, and you have the audacity to ask me how I am feeling?"
"..."
"I suppose that was a bit rude of me to yell. How about a pretty please, with sugar cane and lollipops, with cinnamon and severed throats, with you and your loved ones severed heads on a SPIKE will you let me go? Mwahaha!"
"Are you done?"
"..."
"Let us establish some groundwork here. I am Dr. Nurse Redheart. I am here to help you on your path to recovery. I can not do it alone however so I will need you to at least try to meet me half way."
"Dr. Nurse? Seriously? A bit of a self fulfilling prophecy, don't you think?"
"It is my birth name. I am not ashamed of it. Do you mind if I call you by yours Ms.-"
"SILENCE! She died long ago. And you will not speak to her."
"Okay. What would you prefer I call you during our sessions?"
"Do you think that some ploy will work on me? Do you think that I care about this? About getting 'better'? I will get out of here, and the Power Ponies will not be able to stop me next time."
"I would appreciate it if you were to answer my question."
"And I would appreciate it if you were on fire, its a bit chilly in here."
"I see, well, if this is how this session is going to go. I will not take anymore of your time today. These meetings will take place once a week from here on out. I do hope that you will change your mind and seek treatment of your own volition. I bid you good day."
"..."
*A door opens and closes*
"Do you think that you made any progress?"
"Honestly, I have no idea. I hope so. I suppose that we will find out next week. Maybe something that I said will get through. You can take her away."
"You got it doc."
*Door opens and closes*
"What have I gotten myself into?"
Stop - 20:00