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Guidance Counselor's Office, Wednesday

Electroclash was sneezing a lot today.

She had not been sneezing a lot yesterday. Or even this morning. Or, in fact, any time before she'd come into her office. So, naturally, the only logical explanation was to assume that there was something she was allergic to right here in the office.

Now, other people might have taken this as their cue to leave. Electroclash took it as her cue to turn everything upside down, trying to find whatever the fuck was causing this incredibly annoying reaction, so she could maybe electrocute it or throw it out the window, or perhaps set it on fire. There was no satisfaction in just leaving. Revenge was where it was at.

Sorry, kids, your counselor was a bit busy pulling open all the drawers and getting paperwork strewn all about. But enter if you dare.

[ooc: Open! Only method RP as far as the sneezing goes.]

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"Good for you."

That was half sarcastic and half not.

"Well, I probably won't be the same as whatever other counselor you've had before." Wow, really? She finally looked up from inspecting a pile of random crap on her desk. "And don't just stand there like a dolt, come on in."

"Okay," Theo said, scooting inside the office and glancing around. He needed to stop comparing everything to Dr. Brockton because she...was not Dr. Brockton at all.

"I'm Theo," he said tentatively, moving to take a seat. "I'm new."

"Electroclash," she replied, with a little nod. See, she could be polite! Ish. "Not even remotely new. Are you bonkers yet?"

That was an excellent thing to check first.

"What's your definition of bonkers?" Theo asked because it was such a subjective term.

Electroclash shrugged, rubbing the side of her nose. "Rocking back and forth in a corner, sobbing? Thinking the entire town is out to get you? Complete inability to trust anyone is actually the person they look like?"

There were so many options.

"Well, I don't do any of those," Theo said, scratching his cheek thoughtfully. "I barely know anyone in town so I really can't get paranoid about them being out to get me."

And there were far dangerous people that would love to get at him. They were just in another realm.

"So, I guess I'm not bonkers if we go with those definitions."

"Think the point of paranoia doesn't hinge on knowing the people in question." Reassuring. "But, good. It'd be far too much fucking pointless paperwork for me if you actually were completely off your bloody rocker."

"...you can't talk about anything that I tell you with your friends, right?"

He knew about doctor/patient confidentiality but Electroclash seemed to be the type that might not care about that.

"Be careful here, Theodore," Ange said, sizing up this new person. "I don't trust her."

"I like her." Of course Dev would like Electroclash. Of course he would. "I think you should keep seeing her, Theo. Never go back to Dr. Brockton. This is much more fun!

Electroclash snorted.

Too bad it also made her sneeze again.

"Please, don't flatter yourself," she said, once she'd recovered. "I have much more interesting things to talk my mates about than any of you little kidlets and your business. Rest assured."

"All right," Theo said slowly, still unsure about telling this woman anything. But, Dev seemed to be pushing a little harder than Ange and he was listening to the Nefarian.

"So, I do hear voices." And he was going to just say that and she how she reacted before delving any further. Because he figured she'd either laugh or sneeze or something. But, he could at least tell Dr. Brockton that he'd tried.

Electroclash... just shrugged, raising one eyebrow and slouching down further in her chair. "What kind? 'Cause if it's the kind telling you to murder everyone in their sleep, I am gonna have to write you up. Possibly taze you."

"How did she even get this job?" Ange said, sounding a little outraged. "Honestly!"

Theo shook his head to get Ange to quiet down for a second. "Can you taze students? Isn't that illegal or something?"

Electroclash shrugged again. "I'm a cape, mate," gesturing down at her uniform. "If you're a threat to others, it's okay for me to take you down."

That might not have extended to students.

But she'd also gotten this job by drunkenly writing an application for it, so.

"I'm not a threat."

Well, not if he get Dev inside his head. The minute that big guy manifested and all bets were off.

"They don't tell me to hurt people. They just...talk."

That wasn't true but he also didn't want to give this lady a reason to taze him.

"And what's that like, then?"

He wasn't exactly sobbing about it. That seemed like a good sign.

"'Part from making you sound like you are off your rocker."

"Noisy." That was the first word that came to mind. "And you're not the first person to tell me that but you are the first counselor to tell me that."

Seriously. Dr. Brockton was going to love hearing about her. Dev wanted to marry her, apparently.

"They talk. I occasionally talk back and we all live happily ever after."

Electroclash tilted her head. "So, what? They what, narrate your life for you? Comment on the bloody weather or something?"

Theo shrugged a shoulder. "Does it matter what they talk about? They talk. Isn't that enough?"

Another shrug.

"Well, I suppose if there's no axe murdering happening as a result, it doesn't matter, no. Just making conversation."

"Sorry I'm not really exciting with my craziness," Theo said, subtly rolling his eyes. "Guess my voices are pretty boring."

Dev took exception to that and let that be known very loudly. Theo grimaced briefly.

Electroclash pointed a finger at him. Before reaching for a box of tissues.

... Which she had to look for to find because it wasn't just the useless stuff she'd turned over earlier.

"Hey now, I could also be dismissing you as crazy. Be grateful."

"Didn't you already say I sounded like I was nuts?" Theo asked, pretty sure he recalled that. "I thought that was a judgment already."

"Yeah Theo, stand up to her!" Dev said, shadow boxing with his big meaty claws. "Don't back down!"

And Theo was heeding that advice. Unfortunately.

She rolled her eyes, as if that whole line of thinking bored her.

"Sounding crazy and being crazy are two different things," she drawled. "So while saying you hear voices makes you sound crazy, I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt. And trust me, I know crazy, I have a psychopath of an assassin as one of my closest friends."

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"Congratulations to you," Theo said and listened to Dev cheering him on. Ange was trying to stop the whole thing though, reminding him that she was an adult and he didn't need to get in trouble.

"I just thought I'd should tell someone here about everything," Theo said, shaking his head and standing up. "We don't need to go further than that."

He'd read articles on the computer if he wanted continued counseling.

Electroclash would have been flattered that anyone thought they could get in trouble with her as an authority figure. Please. She didn't care enough.

She waved a hand. "Feel free to drop by. The emails will get you eventually."

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