#isolatherapy

Situated in Golden, in close proximity of Spirale University, is a small, but cozy space with many soft seats and bright colors made to catch your eye as soon as you step out of the elevator -- not too bright, of course. If you’re taking a very important step towards getting the help you need, or just need an ear to vent your frustrations, Cykes & Co. Counselling is here to help! There are just a few things to fill out...

just an update since i’ve seen stuff abt it on my dash but 👀👀 the mental health clinic in isola is still up and running despite athena being dropped.

isola’s policy is that the business of a dropped character must be dropped as well, so rung is using the space, preserving patient documents and staff applications, and is running it as a “new business.” this is being done with athena-mun’s permission, and i think it follows isola rules and guidelines for new businesses even though the name and clinic blog hasn’t changed.

if i’m wrong about that and i need to send in a formal message to the stars about rung restarting the clinic could sb let me know?? ;_; i wasn’t sure if that would go to the main blog or the ask the galaxy blog, or if it can just kinda. go ic-ly since the space is available ic??

            Oh, isn’t it so much fun when one’s power ties into emotion? It ranges from being mildly destructive to others or oneself to being a danger way beyond Athena’s expertise as a mostly-normal human; at least the problem isn’t necessarily with the powers themselves. The principle remains the same -- she needs help with understanding and management of the innate feelings that drive her on a day-to-day basis, and that is very well within Athena’s means to work with.

            At long last, her client enters the lobby and Athena moves to greet her in person-- she’s young and looks the part, of her own age if the application speaks correctly. That’s... a little unnerving, taking into consideration her specific scenario, but there really is no circumstance in which it wouldn’t be, even if she were older than barely-crossed adulthood. “Priscilla, yeah? Thank you for coming!” No last name? Not all that necessary, anyhow. “Come on in. We can get started soon.”

If Rung felt awkward about seeing the Pale King in his office, he didn’t show it. This was not ideal, but a great number of the psychiatrist’s past acquaintances and friends had at one time or another seen him professionally, and he was used to it by now. While taking Pale King on as a patient would change Rung’s relationship with both him and Hornet, there was nothing to be done-- as long as the psychiatrist’s relationship with Hornet didn’t interfere with Pale King’s treatment (“family strife” was one of the Wyrm’s listed reasons for being here) then it was a good thing that the other god was here to see him.

“Please make yourself comfortable. It’s very nice to see you again-- before we start, I want to tell you how much I appreciate you coming in. Beginning therapy is a significant decision, particularly when one does not have prior experience with it; you’ve taken a big step, and I’m confident that it will be the start of a happier, healthier chapter in your life.”

“I’d like you to tell me more about why you’re here, if that’s alright. On your intake form, you mentioned hallucinations, but you put them in quotation marks-- perhaps you could tell me more about that? ...and please feel free to interrupt with questions or comments at any point. You’re in charge of the pace here.”

When it comes to the form, he knows he’s done badly before she even sees it.

Cole really has tried, painstakingly practicing his writing until it almost looks right, even through the frustration of trying to sit and be focused in a way that feels stifling, of trying to keep his focus on the paper and the lines instead of to people passing, or the morning air, or a squirrel scurrying by. He wants this, has desperately longed to chase it since he understood enough about the poster in front of him to go from you can do that to i have to learn.

It still isn’t good. He’s given up on “age” entirely and hopes she won’t ask, and the writing isn’t anything like Josephine’s pretty curling lines or Solas’s plain, easy letters. He’s spelled things wrong, and there are parts he doesn’t know how to write down. So he is already preparing himself, when he hands his paper over, making plans to stick to the shadows and watch and try to learn that way.

And then - she says yes. She has doubts and worries and she knows his writing is bad, but Athena says yes. And she’ll teach him.

It. Oh.

The feeling is - quick and bursting, in his chest, and he isn’t sure where it’s come from (because it isn’t her happiness, or anyone else’s around) but tracing it isn’t important right now. The want comes back in a roaring wave and it trips his words as he tries to find the right ones.

“I know it isn’t - good. I know I need to learn things that I should know already, but I’ll listen and practice if you tell me things. I need to -

“I didn’t know that you could teach helping. I just knew I was trying, and not very good at it, and people told me things that sometimes helped and sometimes didn’t. But they - where you come from, they gave it a name, and they taught you, like they teach cooking or writing or, or healing herbs.