a way to your mind

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velyn knew to expect the unexpected. She knew that no session was ever the same from one patient to the other. What she was not expecting was the way this burly woman was going to come in here and ask for confidential information. Evelyn laughed, a soft giggle. She was not laughing at Freyja, just the question of such a thing to her was so silly. Never in her days had she ever heard of a doctor giving out private information to someone simply because "they wanted it". She shook her head and the laugh faded. "Helping others is what I wanted to do with my life, giving others an ear to listen when they may not have one available to them in their life. I also can act as a guide to those who ask for it." Sure she came from money, but that did not mean that she was above anyone she spoke to. They were equals in her eyes. "Nobody said you have to cry and nobody said you have to talk. If you want to, I will listen."

Evelyn shook her head one time, slowly. It was a sweep from one side to the other. "Due to client confidentiality, anything that is spoken in this room, stays in this room. That means that I cannot give you any information on anything that I am told. I cannot engage in a business practice with you in that regard, but if there are those looking for work, I can definitely point them in your direction for your crew." Evelyn would not be sharing any information with anyone. "You have to understand, that by sharing that sensitive information, I am breaking trust with my clients. And it cannot be done. I would lose everything I have worked so hard for. So, I am sorry to have to let you down. If there is anything else you would like to discuss, I am open to it."

@Freyja

code by Yahtzee-Penguiduck

IF I WAS YOU I'D

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The cup went bottoms up again, this time the contents being completely emptied from their vessel. Freyja leaned back slowly in a comfortable lounge as one might do upon their own furniture at home. She was all ears, anticipating some sort of lengthy agreement she might have to submit to, which was not unusual for her line of work. Instead of a door opening, however, it was promptly shut in her face, the damn shrink saying that what folks or patients or whatever told her was under wraps and she didn't give information out.

Dark nostrils flared as she sat up, brows furrowed in confusion and frustration, but she hung onto every word this woman said instead of interrupting her. Once she'd finished her finely polished speech as if she'd rehearsed it every day of her life, Freyja's two-tone gaze locked onto her intensely. Silence took over the room, aside from the sound of rain hitting the exterior of the shelter. And then, the marauder abruptly plopped herself backwards, leaning her head back to release booming laughter. She continued, until she turned her attention back onto the therapist, who was not laughing at all, instead looking as if she were attending a funeral.

The laughter sputtered into low chuckling and then stopped completely as Freyja sat up once more and blinked. “Oh, Hell...you're fuckin' serious." She observed openly, her expression hardening into deep contemplation, lifting one paw to ease a itch beneath her chin. “Well, fuck, that won't do me one lick'a good..." The Arctic beast slowly stood and moved to lean over Evelyn, a hum vibrating her ribcage. “'Tis a shame...was lookin' forward to hearin' all kinds of secrets drip from those lips of yours..."

Just as quickly as she'd loomed, Freyja removed herself and paced the room, going to play with some of the woman's bobbles and props. “Yer not givin' the impression of being easily swayed by coin...good on you. Hmmm...why don't you tell me...what is it that I could do fer you...surely ya got an errand that needs doin'..." She set down one of the fidgets and lifted her gaze to meet opalescent orbs as she smirked. “...or perhaps...a need...that's achin' to be met...hm?"

@Evelyn

If I was you, I'd hide,
If I was you, I'd be afraid,
Afraid of what's inside...

code by claerie ~ art by Yahtzee