Guidance Counselor's Office, Tuesday

[electrocynic]

Look who was in her office after a long absence! Yes, Electroclash was honouring the first week of classes by actually being in her office for office hours for the first time since... whenever she'd been here last year.

No emails had gone out specifically calling people to come by this week (although there were probably still people who'd gotten one last term and still hadn't come by), but there had been an email alerting the new kids to the presence of a guidance counselor. Because what better help was there for feeling freaked out about Fandom than talking to Electroclash?

Probably many things, actually. But she was still in her office if anyone wanted to do the insane thing because they didn't know better!

[ooc: Open!]

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[reven8e.livejournal.com]

"That's not even your real name. It's a bit of a mouthful to repeat over and over though." Emily could be amusing if she wanted. That was yet to be deemed necessary.

But she was going to walk in and sit, feeling all too familiar with the scene to manage a normal reaction. "So, you've been the counselor for long?" At least she wasn't taking notes.

[electrocynic]

Electroclash gave a quiet snort to that. "It's as real a name as Emily Thorne, kidlet." Oooh, irony. "And it's the only one I need professionally."

And since she was in full costume, it was the only one she'd be using.

"Been a conselor for, what? 'Bout six months, now. Was a teacher for a while before then."

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

God, did that make Emily roll her eyes. She knew Electroclash hadn't meant it to sound like that, but she really didn't need to start her stay in Fandom having to deal with that out of all things. "It's my name, not something to keep my real identity safe or something." She was very good at lying, alright. That and she had repeated the same line to herself a million times in front of the mirror for the last two years or so.

"You taught here too? It seems like an interesting change of pace. I just got here, by the way."

[electrocynic]

Electroclash raised an eyebrow a bit at that first statement, but let it go. "So I gathered," she said to the second one. "Are you expecting the need for counseling, or just trying to be a good little student in the eyes of the faculty?"

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

What she could totally say stuff like that to someone in costume. She could! Not that she would ever do so again.

The question though, made her smile as she crossed a leg over the other. " Perhaps a bit of column A and a bit of column B. God knows this place has enough weird stuff and I would like to know I can be freaked out and speak my mind to somebody at least marginally willing to listen and perhaps join in the rant."

Because let's be real, Emily wasn't expecting any real counseling here.

[electrocynic]

Well, having learned that, she was at least ahead of a whole bunch of other students. Though really, you didn't have to do much other than meet Electroclash to figure that out.

She gave an easy shrug. "That's sort of in the job description. Most of you brats seem to prefer doing it on your own, but I still sit around here every week with my door open."

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

"I like dealing with things on my own, but I'm not beyond asking for help." Although it usually involved pacts with mysterious ninja cults and/or manipulating someone to adore you like crazy and exchange names for the name of revenge.

She could pretend to ask for help while in Fandom, though. "I might take your offer in the future then. Certainly hoping I don't though." It was as honest as she was going to be with Electroclash.

[electrocynic]

Electroclash shrugged her shoulders again. "I'll be here. All eager to help, and shit."

[reven8e.livejournal.com]

Emily clapped once as she stood, all fake smiles and cheerfulness. "Great! Then I'll be leaving you now. Don't want to bore you with more formalities and stuff. See you later then, Electroclash." And she headed to the door. Well, that had been interesting.