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| >The neon sign outside the door still flickers "Open" as the rain begins to poor on this dark night. The parking lot was empty save for two cars, Joe's car and Monica's car. The parking lot only had about 8 spaces anywho, so it was more suited for a small location, as if this was originally intended to be a house and somebody simply converted the front lawn into a parking lot.
>Inside, the building was lit and Monica sat at the front desk while Dr. Marley played piano in the study.

| >The song he played was a beautious melody, one of grace and dark, gothic beauty.
(OOC: Song is called "Snowdrop" by Kevin Macleod. Link: https://youtu.be/DOIV73kS5XE )
>Meanwhile, Monica did homework at the desk. From the looks of it, it appeared to be geometry.
"This work is so simple...I don't know why I don't take more advanced classes..."

| >A tall figure walks into the door with a hoodie, bandages wrapped around his arm and... WEARING A HORSE MASK!
"Sorry for the scare"
>The man takes off his mask revealing a messy stressed looking man in glasses.
"I've never wore this mask yet.... I decided to try it out..."
>He says rather calmly.
"I'm here for my appointment... I'm waiting for a boomer that should be here... She's got white hair, big chest. You seen her?"

| >Monica looked up at the man and only slightly flinched.

"(Man...guy wears a horse mask to a therapy session. This job just gets weirder and weirder.)"

"Uh, no, she isn't here yet. You may take a seat here in the lobby if you'd like."
>She smiled and greeted him as kind as she could. For all she knew, guy could be a killer...it would be better not to piss him off.
>Wait a minute...
>Killer...in an animal mask?
>Monica decided to pull up danger/u/ on her phone as she waited there.

| "Yes, yes..."
>He says sitting down, He seemed worn out and tired. He looks at his phone.

| > Finally a woman with long white hair braided so that it'd line her left shoulder walked in. Her 'cat ears' flicked lightly as she entered and she slowly removed the scarf she'd warn around her neck. She was dressed in the usual cream colored bell sleeved sweater dress.
"Ah. There you are, Graham...Sorry I'm late."
>She turned to look out the door. Naaaturally her bodyguards were lining the doors. She sighed exasperated.

| "What? Tough day?"
>He say putting away his phone.
"And it's fine... I am always late for things."

| >>135659
>Trailing behind her was a cat boomer with (now) red dyed somewhat long hair with a few white streaks in it. Looking extremely rough and walking with one hell of a purpose. She wasn't much taller than the lass she was behind. She did stick very close to her though, so the height difference was noticeable.
"Yeesh, sighing as if you don't like me or something."
>Evelyn wasn't entirely thrilled to be going to therapy with Aethia. But, she was there because she cared.

| "Umm... Who is that?"
>He asks tilting his head to the side.

| "My bodyguard and friend, Evelyn."
> She replied while adjusting her coat and wandering over to stand next to Graham. She turned her attention to Monica and smiled brightly.
"Are we too late for our appointment?"

| > Aethia turned her attention toward Evelyn and smiled sheepishly.
"No...If it were just you...It's that so many people decided to come along. It makes me stick out more..."

| >>135692
>Evelyn looked a little distraught over Aethia's words.
"Aye. Unfortunately security has to be up this high. Trust me I'd rather it just be you and me too."
>Evelyn gave an unusually warm smile and blushed a little after thinking about what she'd said. She then looked over at Graham with her usual cold look. She gave a slight nod to acknowledge him, but raised an eyebrow at him. Something seemed... Familiar about him... Had to be deja vu or pure coincidence.

| >A police cruiser stops at the parking lot

| >AM steps out of the back.
"First time in the BACK of a police cruiser. That one is off the list."

| >Ferris comes out shotgun, stretching her arms before heading inside
"So you've drove? Either you've done some police work, or some hijacking"
>Ferris jokes as she slams the door shut
>Reynolds follows out and inside, being tasked with making sure that either a session or a booking takes place

| "You'd be surprised. I was in the Trunk."
>AM jokes along. Hiding the fact that he did hijack a PD car. He heads to the front door of the office.

| "Ah shit. Can you guys book on your own? I have an emergency."
>AM stares at the guards at the entrance.

| "Great more people..."
>Graham sighs as he stands up.
"Damn people... Just invite the hole city..."
>He sounds like a old man...

| >AM enters the building, feinting weakness, as he sees Graham.
"Ah fuck."
>He then also sees Aethia.
"Nope. I'm out, fuck this."
>AM begins to go back to the cruiser.

| >Graham rolls his eyes.
"Suck it up Meat... You'll live"

| "I'd rather not."
>AM retorts.

| "Pussy..."
>He mumbles under his breath.

| >Ferris walks over to the front door but stops right by Aethia's bodyguards. She's difficult to recognize in her casual attire. Messy bangs, white hair tied into a ponytail loosely tucked into a red racing jacket, Ice blue headphones hang around her neck play faint music.
>She gives an amused laugh to herself at the company and AM's reaction the people present, especially the stranger
"Small world huh"

| "(Great, this guy again. At least the police are actually here with him this time.)"
>By this time Joe heard people outside, and he put the cover down on his piano and stepped into the lobby.
"Welcome all of you! Nice to meet you, my name is Dr. Joe Marley. Am I to assume I met you all on danger/u/? I am afraid I will take reserved clients first, those who have reservations, and then I will go in order of reservation. Monica, who is up now?"
"Aethia and Graham, sir."

| "Alright!"
>Dr. Marley looks over and recognizes AnoMeat and Ferris.
"Welcome welcome again! I promise I will get to you as soon as I can, or if you would like, maybe my daughter could try to help-"
"No!"
>Monica sighs, her outburst louder than she initially meant it to be.
"I mean...I believe that I am insufficient in psychotherapist experience to adequately help them. I am in college for augmentative surgery, not psychology. I apologize."
>Her head goes back into her phone.

| "Honey, you're not in college yet. I don't appreciate you lying to my clients-"
"-But I am actually taking college classes in my high school, meaning that I will-"
"-Let's cease this petty fighting in front of our clients, please-"
"-In that case, Doctor, I'll be taking my 30 minute break now, I have *college* homework to do."
>Monice intensely stands up and walks past everybody with a glare towards the ground, as she pounds upstairs.
>Dr. Marley looks sheepishly at the clients.

| >Ferris sits on the couch, tispy from having quite a few drinks. Reynolds sits next to her, deciding if he should let AM off, Therapy sessions aren't something to wait out

| >and regretting the hiccup of forgetting to book

| "Teenagers, right? The psychology of my teenage daughter is one that I do have a struggle understanding."
>He smiled kindly at them.
"Unfortunately it would be an injustice to all of you to try and do an unscheduled group therapy session, so I am afraid I will have to take Aethia and Graham first. AnoMeat, Ferris, I will get to you as soon as I can. You are welcome to wait in the lobby, if you need coffee or water you can use the machine at the desk."

| >AM walks over to the desk.
"Doc? We- I just can to make a reservation, I don't think I would have time today for a session."

| "It's fine doctor. We'll make it a reservation for another day"
>Officer Reynolds sighs, defeated
"Oh man how could we forget to book of alll thinggs~"
>Ferris comments mockingly
"How are we sure he'd still be stable by then?"
Reynolds whispers back to Ferris
"Mhmmm"
>She shrugs, not understanding the question
"Ughh. This is unbecoming of you Leiutenant"

| "I'll lose it from the stress if I don't mess around from time to time.There's time for work. And there's time for messing around Sergeant Reynolds"

| >Aethia of course made note of the excuse to leave for their session and took it.
"Yes! Indeed, I'd rather like to get started as soon as possible."
> The white haired boomer smile and waved toward Ferris and glanced at AM with an ATTEMPT of a civil greeting smile and moved to pat Graham's shoulder.
"Shall we?"

| "let me guess. Something you learned in the army again"
>Reynolds replies, tiring of the topic
"Damn straight"
>Ferris replies in a hard, confident tone

| >Ferris raises a hand in reply, partway a wave, partway a salute

| (-to Aethia)

| "I have no choice"
>Graham sighs and stands up taking a deep breath.
"Lead me to where I need to go."

| >>136645
>AM looks away, feeling the guilt and anger come back. He turns to the doctor.
"I'll book another time. You got a calling card doc?"

| >>136645
>Evelyn grits her teeth at the sight of AM. But Aethia managed a nice enough smile. Evelyn gave her version by piercing through him with a death glare. She looked over as Aethia began to move.
"Do you want me to stay out here... Or uh... Come in with you?"
>She wasn't entirely sure, but she was half expecting to join the two. However it was a super private thing, so she'd at least ask.

| >Dr. Marley smiled.
"Why yes I do."
>Joe pulled a card out from behind the computer and handed it to AnoMeat, handing another one to Ferris and one to Reynolds.
"Please feel free to call anytime!"
>He then looked back at Aethia, Graham and Evelyn.
"You may all enter. I want my clients to feel safe, so if you want your guard with you, I would never deny that."
>He then motioned towards the study door.
"Shall we?"

| "Let's."
> Aethia replied before beckoning Evelyn to follow with a soft nudging motion of her chin. She moved on to follow the direction Marley gave her. She did gaze on back toward where the little girl had gone with a rueful smile. In a way she understood pretty well how the girl must have felt...but that was for another time. She wandered into the study as she was asked.
"You can come, Evelyn. May as well listen in...Just promise me you won't interrupt or speak out of turn."

| >Graham followed closely behild Aethia. He noticed how close the other boomer was to her, yes she is a body guard but they seemed rather close. Maybe lover or just close friends? Or he just looks way too deep into things.

| "Here're documents that'll need to be filled out on AM's next visit."
>Officer Reynolds hands Monica a folder, before tipping his cap as a farewell gesture to the company present
"Guess I'll go."
>He turns around and takes his leave.

| >Ferris rests at the couch. Glancing it over for any fake bloodstains she might have left on it from her last visit

| "I guess I'll call in later."
>AM tells Reynolds as he also leaves.

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| >Dr. Marley smiled as he lead into the study.
>It was a dark wood colored room with emerald green carpets and draped, as well as dark oak-like furniture. There was a couch, a table and chairs, a large comfortable looking chair near the couch, and a piano in the back left corner. There were also various storage chests and display chests, as well as more artwork just like in the lobby. It was a grandiose room, but also a very comfortable one.
>Dr. Marley sat at the end of the table.

| "Please, everyone take a seat around the table. We all should talk for this. Could the last person in please close the door as well? And does anybody need water or coffee?"

| "Coffee would be wonderful~."
> Aethia replied brightly before glancing around thoughtfully.
"How much do you keep up with the news Dr. Marley? I...imagine you understand what my therapy will likely intell, yes?"

>After speaking she went to take a seat at the table and crossed her legs. Her hands folded in her lap and she waited quietly for either coffee or an answer.

| >Evelyn nodded silently, agreeing to maintain a civil nature. It was something she struggled with. But Aethia had asked, so she followed orders.
>Evelyn occasionally glanced at Graham as they were lead to the therapy room. She couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity... She didn't like it.
>She'd waited so she was the last in the room, not for any reason other than that she was used to it. She pulled a chair up next to Aethia and sat with her legs together in a formal fashion.

| >Graham closed the door behind him and sat in a chair. He brushed back his hair and sighed putting his elbows on the table while fiddling with a pen.

| "One coffee for the CEO of White Lightning, coming up."
>The Doctor replied with a smile.
"Yes, I research into the backstories and important events of my clients as much as I can. Some people have more public baggage than others though, obviously. I can't seem to find much on you, Graham."
>The Doctor makes a cup of instant coffee.
"What flavor creamer wiuld you like, Aethia? I have French Vanilla, White Chocolate Mocha and Peppermint."

| "...At this point I can't really stand being referred to as a CEO."
> Aethia said with a hesitant laugh.
"I've...considered resigning a couple of times since the incident."
>After admitting that she gazed downward thoughtfully.

"Peppermint, please."

| >Ferris walks over to Monica at the front desk
"Your Father's a good man. It's people like you and him that give me hope and a reason to serve."
"...I have to go. I left the stove on in my apartment"
>She leaves in a hurried fashion

| >>139899
"Thats because I tried my best to hide that shit... I don't want a shit head trying to get that info."
>He sits up.
"I wondr where Ferris was going in such a hurry...?"

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| >>140149 (OOC: Monica wasn't at the desk, she ran upstairs to their home.)

>>139935 "Because you feel responsible for the blood of those you lost, even though you would have never purposely done anything to harm anybody, you had no idea who the people trying to attack you were before that moment and you also did your best to help people with free cable even after the incident?"
>Dr. Marley smiled as he spoke, making Aethia a nice, warm cup of peppermint coffee.

| >>140872
(that's a waste, thought that was a pretty good one)

| >Joe then turned to Graham.
"Ah, yes, of course. Privacy when you're a former hitman and contract killer is of utmost importance. Tell me Graham, how much do you trust yourself and me to allow me to ask you some potentially...overpersonal questions? I promise, I am only trying to help. This is a safe place and I will never tell any of your info to anybody, unless of course you were on the run from authorities."

| >>140877
"Only if you don't tell anyone then yes ask away... "
>He spun the pen around his finger... He looked rather flustered.
"The authorities don't even know who I am... If they did know what I've done then I wouldn't be here but just make sure you don't rat me out"

| >>140886
"I operate under a 'Don't ask, don't tell' method. I will never tell anybody your information under any circunstances...unless GCPD provides me with a warrant and they suspect that one of my clients is a wanted criminal, in which case you must understand that not telling them that information would be considered me harboring a potential criminal, and you must understand I have a daughter that doesn't need her father in prison."

| "So what I am telling you Graham, is that if the GCPD *were* directly after you, and they somehow *knew* that you were one of my clients, and they came to me to try and get info on you, I cannot refuse that request if they have a warrant. So...If you want to keep your info private, for whatever reason, make sure they don't know that you are coming to see me and your info will be safe, you have my word."

| "Yes, yes I get it... If you ever need a babysitter I was a awesome one back in high school. Anyway lets get to the questions."

| "Aren't I responsible? I didn't understand the depth of corruption and blind greed in this town."
> Aethia stated thoughtfully while gazing somberly into her cup of coffee.

"In truth. Resigning won't fix anything...but I sense that unless I change somehow I...I did research on Crayco. This is not the first time they've done this. Not by a long shot. The safe zone incident is just a tally on the side of their levitruck."

| >Dr. Marley grabbed a few things while listening to each of them speak. He then grabbed three whiteboards and a set of markers, returns to the end of the table, and sits down.
"Now, I am going to conduct a little thought experiment with tbe both of you, if you don't mind."
>He then passes one marker and one whiteboard to both Aethia and Graham.
"I want both of you to write 3 words on that board that you think best describe you as a person. I want you to be as honest as you can be."

| "Don't share them just yet, just take a moment to think about yourself as a person and write down the first 3 words that come to mind when you think of yourself."
>On the backs of the whiteboards were glass mirrors. Graham and Aethia would have been able to see themselves in eachother's whiteboards, if they looked up at eachother at all.

| >Graham bites his marker and looks up while thiking... He then writes down kind, horrible and perverted and slides the white board back.
"Thats what I could think of..."
>He says leaning back.

| >Aethia stared at the board for a long while. Her gaze was distant, but clearly at a loss. Eventually...she wrote 'Meddling' 'Naive' and 'Idealist'. She heaved a soft sigh after that. She gently capped her marker and waited.

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| >Evelyn had leaned back in the chair a bit and closed her eyes, however she peered over at Aethia's whiteboard with her mechanical eye and her other shot open.
"I..."
>She opened her mouth to speak, but stopped herself.
"Apologies miss."
>She didn't agree with what she'd written, but that wasn't up to her to decide. She had an uncomfortable look on her face after reading what she'd written. It was... Really sad.

| >Dr. Marley then glanced at Evelyn.
"Oh, my apologies!"
>He then stood up and went back to the cabinet, and grabbed one more whiteboard and marker, and quickly gave it to Evelyn with a smile on his face.
"I did not intend on leaving you out of this, of course."
>He said kindly.

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| >Evelyn looked up at the doctor a little bewildered. She wasn't exactly expecting to be partaking in much of anything. She glanced over at Aethia and popped the cap off her marker. She thought for a moment, and wrote her words. Brutal, Protective, and Short tempered. She held the marker between her fingers like a cigar while she'd thought. Showing her current urge. She capped the marker and looked back at the doctor with a slightly more relaxed expression.

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