Therapy Session -berz1337-: Hellhound
"It is. That'll be three brimstone tokens. Next patient is a banshee with imposter syndrome. She thinks her wails aren't 'piercing enough.'"
"...That's surprisingly wholesome. Have you considered a hobby? Knitting with barbed wire? Competitive howling?"
Log Entry: Session #47 | Subject: Cerberus Unit 734 ("Rustjaw") | Location: The Ash-Cross Couch, Sub-Level 7 Hellhound Therapy Session -Berz1337-
"Hungry. Not the good kind. The empty kennel for a millennium kind. He hasn't thrown us a sinner since Tuesday."
(scribbling on a flaming clipboard) "So the core issue is a lack of purpose and an absent authority figure. Let’s try an exercise. I want each of you to finish this sentence: When I hear the word 'home,' I think of…' "It is
"You want the real issue, doc? The silence . The Master used to whistle. Used to rattle our chains when we did good. Now he just stares into the Abyss. I think he’s depressed."
(for the first time, a slow, thrumming purr) "...Session's not over, is it, doc?" She thinks her wails aren't 'piercing enough
"Scared." (Gnash and Vex both snap their jaws toward Howl) "What? I said it. I'm scared. If the Master loses his fire… do we just… fade? Turn into stray metaphors for bad decisions?"
