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Who: Harley Quinn, Her Digimon and YOU!
What: Therapy, a secret project and a new apartment.
Where: Around the City and her new office in the Fate District
When: The week before Thanksgiving

As the dust of the battle settled and with the city in ruins, Harley felt alive and wild!

Racing through the city at all times of the day or night, gathering up random bits of pipe, wood, broken furniture, paper and other assorted junk. Sometimes massive bags of junk slung over her shoulder, with each of her little Digimon pushing and pulling a children's wagon full of other things.

And so she would vanish into her newly claimed apartment in the Fate district.

It was here she was directing all of her current clients...by which she meant her one regular client, the few who had dared to have a session with her, and those who had been curious or who she had encouraged to visit but had never actually shown up yet.

With the year progressing on day after day and the battle with Titanmon gradually becoming the past, this peculiar girl seems determined to help people move on.

Will she help you? Or make it worse?

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[Ah yes, well they couldn't run away from the painful topics forever.]

Tell me about your brothers.

Well... I have three. We're the same age, so we're pretty much quadruplets, but we do have a bit of an age order. I'm considered the second youngest, so I have two older brothers and one younger.

The oldest is Leonardo, or Leo. He's the most serious and responsible of us and our leader. He's really bossy, kind of a dork especially when shouting out one-liners, and he loves to give us lectures. But he's a good guy, eh's always there for me when I need him and he is a good leader. I.. don't know what we'd do without him. [And he almost found out before being brought back here the second time too...]

My other older brother is Raphael, or Raph. He's a jerk, A big jerk. He's cocky, arrogant, loves to beat us all up 90% of the time, and he has a massive temper problem. He gets on my nerves, a lot. But he's not a bad guy, eh does care even though he tries to pretend that he doesn't. And when he does screw up, he at least tries to make things right, so... i guess he's not that bad.

And then there's my youngest brother, Michelangelo... or Mikey. He... he's here in the city too. He's kind of a party animal, he loves to goof off and have fun. He has focus issues and he just loves to annoy us for the heck of it. But... he's a really good guy. He likes making friends and... he's always trying to keep everyone happy. He just... cares a lot and trusts people so easily, so I... I worry about him. And when he gets hurt emotionally, it hurts him bad... and right now I doubt he ever wants to see me ever again...

[He pulled his hood down a little more to obscure his face. he wasn't crying, but he really felt liek he wanted to

[Harley rose from her seat and gently crossed the distance between them putting a hand on his back and rubbing gently.]

You know, one of the benefits of having a big soft loving heart? It comes back even stronger.

You can't escape your family, no matter how hard you try. They're part of who you are. The good and the bad parts.

Besides, you're smart enough to know that staying away from him forever would just hurt him worse. If he's like you say.

[He jumped slightly at the touch, but he quickly calmed as he listened to Harley talk. He kept his now glossed-over brown eyes glued to the floor before releasing a soft sigh.]

I know I can't get away form him... and I don't want to. But... after all that happened... after what I almost did to him, I... I'm just afraid of hurting him. I... I will face him, eventually. But if I try to now... I'll probably just fall apart.

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That might be exactly what you need.

[Her voice gentle and soft]

How much have you cried since your senses came back?

Honestly... ever since the other day where I fought with Mikey's... friend, I've lost count. There have... been a few times, but that fight... when I hung up, I completely lost it. I hadn't cried that hard or long since I was a toddler. I just... lost control of my emotions... I don't feel at all like who I was anymore,

[His voice was low as he spoke, sounding like a harsh whisper. When eh was done, he closed his eyes and just kept his head lowered. He had cried a lot, when he realized that he was free after Arte got him home was the first time, and it happened even more after that. He was an emotional wreck right now, he knew it andvhe hated it.]

Good.

[A warm smile and she slips back over to her seat]

These are all good normal feelings. Especially for your age.

This is the time in your life when you're supposed to start learning about who you are. You won't know for sure for a long time. And being in the Digital World seems to be helping with that.

The best thing you can do is be honest with yourself and your emotions. That way even if you don't understand them or know what to do? You can shut off that big brain of yours and let those closest to you help figure it out.

[A pause]

And me of course. I am a professional after all.

I didn;t want to find out like this...

[That was all he said until Harley was done. He opened his eyes open and after a minute of silence, finally looked back up at her. He looked less upset, but it was clear that the pain within the boy was far from gone.]

I... I guess that's all I can do. I still can't face Mikey, not yet. Not until he's ready for it to happen.

[He didn't know if the original plan to meet face-to-face at Christmas was still on after all that had happened. He loved his brother and he knew that Mikey loved him. But after all of that... now that Mikey had Leatherhead for comfort and support...

He didn't feel like he served any purpose to him anymore. But he wasn't going to say it right now, he was pretty much emotionally drained right now. He'd let out enough for one day.]

I think we had a pretty good start.

[Scribbling a note and passing it to him, it has a time and day of the week on it as well as a little picture of Harley]

We'll do weekly appointments to start. If that time doesn't work for you we can always adjust it. But you did really well for your first session.

[He took the paper and looked it over.]

This should work for me, at least until I see what hours I get when I sign up for a job. Thanks, I guess... this therapy thing isn't so bad. So am I done for today?

If you'd like to be.

See, these sessions are more about you then me. If you want to stay and chat longer we can. If you'd like to break here and pick up again next time we can.

My day is free.

I think it's best I stop for now, I don't wanna leave Arte on her own or too long. I'm feeling pretty emotionally drained anyways. [He gets up] Thanks for the session. By the way, how much is this going to cost me?

[He knew it would probably be a lot, therapy usually was.]

[A wicked grin crossed Harley's features and she spoke in a deeply creepy witches voice]

Your IMMORTAL SOUL!

[Cue deadpan face]

Yeah, ah-ha... sorry, kinda need it. I'm willing to pay you in bits though.

[Harley just flops back into her chair giggling]

I wouldn't know what to do with a soul anyway. Heck I'm not sure how souls work when we're made up of data.

Bits work just fine. Heck I'll even take it in trade. Just whatever you feel is fair.

Hmm... would 500 a month be good? I should have enough saved to afford that.

Works for me!

Being the only game in town for professional head shrinking, I'm allowed to be pretty liberal to suit the needs of my customers and my lifestyle~

[She gestures around to the spartan apartment as if to indicate it's glory.]

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