therapy session #002

[apologeticangel]

[this report is recorded in loopy handwriting]This is the second session, conducted by Dr. Courage Pink-Bagge, Dr. Colette Brunel, Dr. Marian Fitzwalter of Knighton and Dr. Quorr. We have also been joined by Dr. Lance Sweets, who has added incredibly insight to the members of this family

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Finger Painting

[apologeticangel]

[oh look at that, later in the session the therapists have set up a lovely set of paints with stacks of paper on the side. You'll be led over there, but given no paintbrushes?]

Here! Use these to paint a picture of something that you really feel.

[guidance]

What?

[ofthefaintsmile]

[Lazily ripping the paper into long strips. :| ]

[apologeticangel]

Oh, are you going to make something with that?

[ofthefaintsmile]

[Dull look. :| ]

Only a mess.

[luckyvalentine]

[huh... for once, she doesn't seem argumentative. She wanders right over to the paints, and really gives them some consideration. This might be something she can really get behind!]

...How I feel?

[she dips her fingers into the paint experimentally--really a lovely shade of blue--and regards the paper in front of her.

...Nope, she has a much better idea.

Not giving much chance for an argument, she stands, steps over to wherever Crowley is lurking, and casually plants her paint-filled fingers on the fabric of his suit]

1/2

[onlyanapple]

[It takes Crowley a moment to realise exactly what just happened, largely because he's trying to avoid getting pain on his suit. Irony is a horrible thing.

When he does realise what's happened, well, if looks could kill]

2/2

[onlyanapple]

[And then, wordlessly and very calmly he wanders over to the paints, picking up a pot and wandering back. He gives it a contemplative look. Red. That'll do.

Then he very casually and calmly dumps the contents on her head]

1/3

[luckyvalentine]

[ah! That face is perfect. Exactly what she wanted. Thank you, Crowley.

She points to the demon, and says to the nearest counselor--]

I feel like that.

2/3

[luckyvalentine]

[...which means that she fails to notice him wandering back over until it is far too late]

--No!!

3/3

[luckyvalentine]

[as the paint gets poured all over her, there is an EARSPLITTING SHRIEK OF RAGE!]

[guidance]

[This face. Just this face.]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley just looks very, very smug]

You know, you're right. That was very therapeutic, I feel much better now.

[luckyvalentine]

[you know when a good time for a hug is?

WHEN YOU'RE COVERED IN PAINT. Heads up, Crowley]

[onlyanapple]

[NO NO PAINT-Y HUGS!!

Crowley tries to escape, but no snake reflexes mean he really isn't fast enough]

You cow!

[luckyvalentine]

Look, we're bonding!

[HUGGED SO HARD. She's like an octopus or something. There's no getting her off]