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Welcome to Catharsis Counseling. Please sign in at the front desk, surrender any weapons, and walk through the double-doors once your name has been called. [Walk-ins] always welcome. [Phone and Skype] sessions available. [Office Hours] Mon-Sat 5:30 a.m to 7:30 p.m

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( OOC. )

*awkwardly remembers that this account exists* heh. heeeey. how is everybody? anybody wanna do a thing?

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"Christ almighty, I hope not. That’s frickin’ nasty.”

                   She looks around, observing her surrounding— And with a keener eye than normal. The woman hadn’t had any negative energies around her, which was good, and this place certainly wasn’t haunted. There’d be honest to God privacy for once. Hm.

"Oh yeah— Bing is just too pushy and annoying. Tries to hard."

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              ❝ It’s really is pushy and annoying....and at the risk of being just as pushy and annoying, I have to ask - what brings you here today? ❞

Certainly not the smoothest transition, but it would have to work for the time being.

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she can’t help but almost wish she wasn’t like this, that the story of how she got here, how she got to be who she is wasn’t so            hard to let go of                                             ❝yeah — that’s fine.❞ 

fingers interlace with each other, nervous energy practically radiating off the brunette. she’s silent a beat, honey hues flitting to her surround -ings before focusing on the blonde

                                                     ❝i used to live in chicago, outside                                                        of the city. this was ‘bout six years                                                        ago. i was married — husband, kids,                                                        house with a dog, the whole deal. i                                                        was even goin’ back t’school. but that                                                                            summer —-❞

she’s purposely trying to keep the emotion out of her voice, but it’s getting harder the longer she        talks, & it frustrates her 

                                                       ❝my husband was killed. by                                                          a werewolf. & i made the                                                          brilliant decision to go after                                                                          it.❞

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this woman's energy was enough  to make trinity feel a little nervous                       herself. 

her story, thought it had only just started, was already sad. she had a family, a life - was even going to   school. it seemed as though things  always started going to shit just as people started to better themselves.

                                                     ❝and this decision,                                                        do you regret it?❞

in her experience, most, if not all hunters felt regret over their choices. it wasn't an easy job, and it certainly            wasn't an easy job.

[hisatonement]

Well that was a big question. He decides not to delve into childhood just yet and sticks to recent events, he assumes that’s what she means.

"I fell in love. I think. Love is a difficult emotion to figure out but whatever I felt, it was strong." he swallows thickly, he’d been trying so hard to bury his feelings and forget about Levi. "He’s a demon. A leviathan. And the legend says that God made two, a female and a male, but he slaughtered the female when he became scared that they would procreate. Fast forward a billion years later and the remaining male finds me… and we sort of have a thing… not really a relationship but… I fell for him. But now suddenly out of nowhere the female has just come back to life, just like that. So he’s elated and disappears to go be with her and I’m left with all these emotions that I don’t understand. I got so angry and jealous that I threw a huge tantrum and decided to go to this big Halloween party to try and hook up and forget about him for the night. Maybe even make him jealous."

He pauses his rant and clams up. “W-well I went to the party and… s-stuff happened…”

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There were small nods as he spoke, and a small smile was offered at the mention of love. That smile, however, faded slightly when the words 'demon and leviathan' were spoken. That was q u i t e the mixture.

"I won't say that I can understand these specific circumstances, but I do believe that anger and jealously are absolutely normal things to feel when something like that happens. Leviathan or not."

A brief pause, as she considered how exactly to go about furthering the conversation.

"This 'stuff' that happened. Was it something you consider to be a mistake, or was it something non-consensual?"

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"I’m going to need to dye my hair again, then. If there’s demons here, they’re bound to recognize me if we accidentally run into each other. I’m not safe if they realize who I am.”

Jess ran her hand through her hair, still highly on edge. She had heard that Supernaturals were here and it sounded like they were well separated, but the possibility of being recognized is what had nearly driven her to insanity at this point.

She shook her head. Jess hadn’t even thought to sign in. She wasn’t sure if the waiting room had been commingled as well.

“I didn’t sign in. I — I will sign in. I’m not sure if I’ll use my alias or not. Nobody has tried to arrest me. I’ve been living on the streets since I came back.”

She flinched when she shared that information, but it was necessary.The facility needed to know about her history. Maybe she would be putting them in danger just because of her presence.

“I was… I was resurrected and that person might be in pursuit of me. That’s why I need a safehouse. I haven’t been able to get on my feet.”

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               As soon as the word 'resurrected' left the woman's mouth, Trinity started to take her seriously. She has assumed, somewhat rudely, that the other had been overreacting - most people did, when it came to demons. But this? It was something different. Something she may not have been prepared for.

 ❝ We'll just - we'll make something up. No reason to risk using your alias here.  ❞ 

               Pulling an iPad out of her desk drawer, Trinity signed the woman in, using the first name that came to mind. Of course, if at any point she started to feel more comfortable, it could be changed.

 ❝ Would you like to go somewhere else? We can head into town, if that would make you more comfortable. Get you away from my partners clients.❞

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( ofdestructiion. )

Name: Unknown DoB: Unknown Alcohol/Tobaco/Drug use: Unknown

Notes:                                                   

 ❝ Is there something I can help you with? ❞ 

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( OOC. )

Breaking news!!! I'm a liar. After staring at blank drafts for like an hour I've decided that it just isn't going to happen tonight. This muse has disappeared, but I'm hoping she'll be back soon. 

People I owe:

specterae

burntsantascookies

dennisparryghosthunter

wiinsnow

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( OOC. )

W O W I'm a horrible counselor/partner (sorry mendiing). Feels like I've been gone for ages.

Working on replies now, queuing shit up. Like this if you want a starter? kbye

[crispyblondearchive]

      Jess’s hands trembled. She hoped that she would find help here. The blonde was too afraid to even stay out in the lobby. Word was that supernaturals were here too. She couldn’t be recognized, she had come here for safety.

      She relaxed slightly when the woman finally entered the room. Jess had to gauge if she could even trust her with her true identity.

           ”You help people with issues concerning the supernatural, right?”

           ”I really need help… I — I can’t be out there alone anymore.             The fear is driving me crazy. I’m not strong enough for this.”

      More than anything, Jessica wanted to find Sam, but she couldn’t do that until she knew for sure that he was safe. Maybe they wouldn’t teach her how to hunt things, but maybe they would at least let her regroup.

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      It had been ages since someone came in looking as frightened as this girl. Clearly her emotions weren't just work related - this was more than the normal Hunter stress load.

❝ That's what we're here for. To help. Now, as a formality, I have to let you know that there are, at any given time, Supernatural beings in this building. However,  Humans and Supes are kept separated, both by common decency, and by a number of spells, traps, and sigils. ❞

      This part of the job always felt so wrong, questioning people when clearly they weren't up for it.

❝ If you don't mind, I need to ask you a few question; Since you clearly skipped the waiting room process, I'll assume you didn't sign in? You need to do that, so that we have a record of your arrival and departure - but feel free to use an alias. Are you currently, being pursued? Has there been a warrant for your arrest issued in this county within the last six months? ❞

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it almost makes her s q u i r m in her seat, that this woman already knows more about her than most people do. keeping the truth to herself had always meant safety — meant keeping anyone else out of the ( mess ) her life had turned into. but, she’d been starting to question that lately.

                               ❝i —- i, uh —-❞

she stumbles over her words, all the confidence that could sell being a government agent seemingly gone.

                                                                                ❝where do i even start? the —                                                                                    beginning, in chicago?❞

[curiing-blog]

so uncomfortable, even before they had started. it was, unfortunately, exactly what Trinity has been expecting, counseling was always awkward at first especially where hunter's were concerned. people who were usually so secretive had a hard time letting  that go.

❝ i think that would be a wonderful place to start. ❞

                                                                                             a pause, and a correction.

❝ if you're comfortable with that.             if not, we can ease into it. ❞

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"…"

Alice was silent, simply staring up at the building before her. She’d wandered by on more than one occasion. Trailing behind Lewis as he slouched along the streets, trotting after Maddox, Marc, and Dorian as they bustled about busy crowds… She’d stopped briefly to examine it before hurrying along. But now she stood outside trying to decide exactly what it was. It had all the charm of a therapist’s office, but it felt… different.

"I’m already in counseling." she said, softly. "Of course, they’re wrong. They’ve misinterpreted what I’ve said and I don’t doubt that your little clinic would do the same." She wasn’t trying to be cold or sharp. She was simply stating the facts.         

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 ❝ Other offices do tend to have that problem. Small minded people trying to understand more than they're able to. It's a shame. ❞

She was trying not to sound condescending. And failing miserably. That was a problem she often had while talking about other's, and it wasn't something she was working to change. With a small smile, she handed the girl a business card.

 ❝ If you change your mind, you're always welcome here. ❞ 

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"You say that now.”

               A smile, joking— Mostly. Petunia Wallace was more of an acquired taste. You either liked her or didn’t want to be anywhere near her until the end of time. Hopefully this woman saw her in a more positive light— After all, this was more on the account of personal matters rather than some measly conversation she could slam dunk into the trashcan at the end of the day.

"Google is a horrible consultant, and also where is your bathroom?"

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 ❝ Ha, um, bathroom is right through the frosted door - and don't worry, there is another door once you get in there, you won't have anything trying to peek.❞ 

               Well, that was interesting, and only slightly off-putting. Petunia certainly didn't disappoint in the odd and peppy  department      a nice change from the personality that usually wound up in Trinity's office, those poor people would best be described as blah.

 ❝ It's better than Bing, by the way. Far, far better than Bing. ❞ 

[korlovs]

Creatures of Supernatural - 3.07 Vampires

Vampires are mythological or folkloric revenants, who subsist by feeding on the blood of the living. In folkloric tales, the undead vampires often visited loved ones and caused mischief or deaths in the neighbourhoods they inhabited when they were alive. They wore shrouds and were often described as bloated and of ruddy or dark countenance, markedly different from today’s gaunt, pale vampire which dates from the early 1800s.

[hisatonement]

He sits straight up, it was painfully clear he was having trouble relaxing. It was the first time he’d sought out any kind of therapy, he was unaware that anywhere offered services to people like him. There was so much pain he held in his chest, so much weight on his shoulders, it was about time he spoke up but he was undeniably nervous.

"I… I well… I couldn’t really go to somewhere normal because…they wouldn’t understand. Everything recently… its just getting too much." His emotional baggage was already through the roof, but with recent events on top of that, he was struggling to cope. "I’ve never spoken to anyone about it, not friends or family, was scared what they’d think of me." He frowns, the closest he’d come to talking to anyone about his experiences was when he was diagnosed with PTSD.                 

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She sat, listening quietly, nodding when it felt right. That was, more than anything else, her job. Not to fix, just to listen. And for a young man like Dennis, who couldn't talk to anyone else, listening was often all that was needed.

 ❝ You're under a great deal of stress, and, on top of that, you've been dealing with it alone. That's more than any one person can handle. ❞ 

❝ Do you remember when you first started to feel overwhelmed? Let's talk about that... ❞ 

[korlovs]

Creatures of Supernatural - 3.08 Pagan Gods (Hold Nickar)

Madge Carrigan and her husband Edward are actually pagan gods, who have “assimilated” into human life for most of the year, except at Christmas where they take human sacrifices as tributes. They play bridge on Tuesdays and Fridays. They are Hold Nickar, gods of the winter solstice.

more information on Hold Nickar [link]

[curiing-blog]

( OOC. )

Yup. I give up on the starter for everyone thing. So...opens and memes, that's what I'll be doing.

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( specterae. )

Name: Wallace, Petunia DoB: Unknown Alcohol/Tobaco/Drug use: Unknown

Notes: Cystic fibrosis                  PUT DOWN PILLOWS AWAY - allergic                  

 ❝ Ms. Wallace, it's a pleasure to meet you. ❞ 

                 Not a complete lie, compared to the other people she'd                  spoken to recently, this girl seemed downright chipper -                  even if it was only in appearance, Trinity thought It was a                  nice change.

 ❝ Where would you like to start? ❞