First Session: Irina

@Romi
(Both characters is in my plotter, which is in my signature, in case you wanna check them over, though Noah wont stay in our thread)

Noah prefers as little cloth as possible or thin cloth to wear, unfortunately though, Noah want to fit in and have found that the best strategy for clothes has to be simply wearing the school uniform. Irina however, also wears the male version of the uniform, with a hoodie underneath to shadow of her face. In this getup, Irina's eyes which would normally be clear blue has changed to a demonic golden color at the thought that there may be a demon next to her.

It was when they bumped into each others shoulders that Noah turned around and said "You smell of old man Wolfe" in which Irina relied "What did you say?". Noah, scratching his head as he hadn't argued like this before, wondering if she had truly not heard him "I said...". "I heard ya!" Irina fired of and before Noah could ask why she asked, she attempted to hit him. Missing, Irina tilted her head as she recognized how he had moved. It was the very same techniques that old man Wolfe had taught her. In realization and refusal of the truth, she was intent on establishing her dominance, in hopes that he would avoid her in the future. Though she couldn't land a hit her anger grew, Irina started to loose her rational thought bits by bits. This went on until her fighting style became wild and unpredictable, when she actually landed a hit, other students had brought a teacher to help resolve the issue.

She was so close to turn and hit whoever got between them but the last bits of her rational thought, screamed at her, that if she wanted to remain in the school then she better stop. This was also something she used as a mantra, though rather then saying it aloud over and over again she was thinking it. It was her way of staying as calm as possible and in turn, as human as possible.

A few days later Irina headed to the shrink.

She had been told that she had to talk to the therapist and that there was no way of avoiding it when she asked and hoped to skip it. She did however find herself knocking on the door to an office with a plaque which had just a name on it.

Entering the office with arms crossed after the therapist introduced himself, whether or not it was Valli it would still be a therapist. Determined to beat the therapist at his own game. Starting by following basic rules in odd places and in this case it was simply to not close the door behind her as it was not she who opened it. Irina had been informed that if she didn't go to the therapist, law enforcement would be involved and she couldn't loose school, not the school, she loved learning or rather the prospect of learning, This however didn't mean that she would walk.

Noticing that she wasn't told to sit like she had expected him to do, she inspected the couches on the circle first but soon discovered the desk with a small chair. It was perfect, ask any troubled teen, if you sit al the way back and in a corner you are given basic protection as it will be the least place of attention and you will be given enough time to react to anyone attempting something. Secondly, it would likely force Valli to do one out of three things, either stand during the whole lesson to hear what Irina have to say, sit on a couch a few feet away if he wanted to or thirdly trying to get her to move.

Now she could only wait for his reaction.

Wait, what? Crap! Irina hadn't thought of that, would she be forced to end her childish rebellion? She knew one thing for sure, that she couldn't leave or it became a police matter, which was silly in the first place as the one she hit wasn't human and shouldn't have equal human rights, especially if it was a demon.

Her saving grace came to her with a single thought, she had a student ID. Remembering the event when she took the photo, it was easy to remember because they wanted her face to be clearly visible in the photo but she didn't want to remove her hoodie as it is art of her identity, eventually though she had to give up, luckily though the picture looks doesn't change when she does.

Irina opened the breast pocket of her male student uniform and took out her student ID and flipped it open, she looked human enough on it. Then she proceeded by stretching it out for the therapist to see.

@Romi

Rebelling didn't get her anywhere and the shrink seemed nice enough, well either that or she was just a tad to impatient to get out of there. Deciding to stop, though not entirely as she had the best seat. "I" she started, not to sure of what to say "I do speak".

There was a safety in sitting with a wall behind her and siting on something what wasn't meant for sharing. It was like in games she had seen where they would put up a barrier, Irina figured if Valli wanted to sit relatively close then it would be on the other side of the desk. She doesn't actually have a problem with being physically close to others, just figured that if they are to send time talking for a prolonged set of time then he might se her change and that is something she is shy about.

"What can I do to get this over with quickly?" In Irina's mind it was whathisface's fault, talking smack about old man Wolfe and what was equally wrong was that he was a demon, though she didn't mention it rather waiting for and gauging Valli's response.