Someone Like You [Dion/Misaki] Jan 13, 2013 21:02:11 GMT -5
Post by The Sidhe on Jan 13, 2013 21:02:11 GMT -5
Five under her care were dead. They had come to her in confidence, in their time of need, and she had failed them all. Tuuli felt as though she were the worst therapist in Finland and possibly the world. If she couldn’t help her patients, then what was the point? The blonde had contemplated not bothering with the trek through the snow to her office overlooking the lake, but didn’t have much choice in the matter. The small building was where she had told Shibusen to send its students to meet up with her, and so Tuuli had reluctantly dragged herself from the warmth of her bed and gone through the motions of getting ready.
She put on an extra coat and donned her heavier snow boots just before leaving. There had been a snow storm last night. She hoped the roads weren’t too iced over to get to Inari, then again this late in the season the students would likely be brought in by ATVs that could handle the slush and tightly packed snow. Tuuli adjusted her glasses and made sure her earmuffs were secure before venturing out into the cold. On the plus side it wasn’t windy. Still, the moment she left the house, she quickly stuffed her gloved hands into her coat pockets, hunched her shoulders, and kept her head down. The cold still seeped in just enough to let her know it was there, waiting to nip at any exposed skin. She’d only just set out and already her nose and lips felt the numbing chill of winter.
Inari was covered in no less than three feet of snow. The roads had only small dents in them to show where ATVs and cars with four wheel drive had been earlier in the morning, pushing blackened ice aside to freeze to the curbs. The shop owners were all out in force with their shovels, trying their best to clear paths along the deeply covered sidewalks and laying down salt in hopes it would cause fewer of their customers to slip and fall on the stray patches of ice. There were trees in every direction. The roads were wide and the buildings left large gaps of white between them, and so it was easy to see the surrounding forests of tall, snow covered trees. A few bears had wandered near the town a few weeks ago, but hunters had dispatched of them fairly easily. The town had other things to worry about now, though.
Tuuli tried to ignore the dirty looks and harshly whispered words as she passed by her friends and neighbors on the way to the building where she ran her small business. She knew they all thought it was her fault, but how could it possibly be? She was no animal, and an animal was very clearly what was responsible for at least the most recent death, right? Tuuli couldn’t help but wonder, though. How could a bear or a wild cat made such a clean kill? Even more so, there was no way an animal would have the sense to toss its kills into the ice to hide the evidence, nor would it have left so much flesh upon the corpses. Maybe it wasn’t an animal. Maybe they were all trying to fool themselves so they would be less afraid.
Pushing her glasses further up the bridge of her nose, the therapist’s deep blue eyes lingered a moment on the waters of the lake as she passed it, or rather the ice atop them. The family members of the deceased had filled in all of the holes that had been haphazardly drilled into the ice. Some of it was for superstition; most of it was because looking out at the holes only brought them more pain. Tuuli’s office had been uncharacteristically occupied and her phone had been ringing off the hook. She was no grief counselor, but she did her best to console the family members of the dead. She was a therapist, and she loved her job, but it was all getting awfully stressful due to the recent suicides, or at least what everyone had thought were suicides.
The worst by far, though, was that the symptoms of those who had drowned in the frigid waters of the lake were now reappearing. A neighbor of hers was now calling her repeatedly with frantic words about how she too was hallucinating now. As Tuuli reached her office and unlocked the door to quickly hurry inside, she wondered whether it would be a good idea to call her in to speak with the students as well. At the very least she would mention it, she decided. Now safely inside and away from the cold, Tuuli removed her heavier coat and hung it up along with her earmuffs and hat. She threw her gloves on her desk and wandered to the hot plate she had set up in the corner next to the sink. She removed a kettle from the little cabinets and filled it with water before putting it on to boil. Anything that would chase away the cold and calm her nerves a bit would be helpful. She would need her mind in the right place if she was to be of any help.
Her mother always used to say that a watched pot would never boil, so the blonde shifted her gaze to the window and the frozen lake beyond it. It was usually a calming sight to her, in fact that was why she'd chosen the little building so near to its shores. However looking at it now put her slightly ill at ease. All she could think of were her patients, distraught by what had been haunting them, wandering out onto the ice and drilling their way into the water to end their suffering. Maybe they'd thought it up sitting on the fainting couch. Maybe they'd thought it up right where she was standing during one of their sessions, thought that the lake would be the best way to go. Tuuli closed her eyes and rubbed her upper arms with her hands, heaving a sigh. She hoped the students could fix this. She couldn't take much more of the guilt.