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- Guest - 05-16-2025
[CF: <b>Fine Line</b>]<br><br>Getting ready for a little excursion into District X was the easiest part of Christian's day. Grooming and dressing himself were simple tasks for what he knew he was about to be engaging in. Having been someone who usually preferred to have his mind on something other than the years of trauma and pain he had endured, he was aware that dealing with this would be beneficial in moving him forward in his entirety. Every single bit of him felt like a requirement in pursuing the life Emma was helping him build towards, the prime reason being so that the Frost siblings were doing exactly what they were meant to do. Unfortunately, it was also very reminiscent of his father, constantly berating him for his actions or going out of his way to make Christian's life hell so that he could be the ideal son. <br><br>That was why reaching out to the therapist known as Dani Moonstar felt incredibly important. Had he not discovered his mutation ever, he would have probably been fine with a well known, expensive non-mutant kind of psychiatrist. But, that wasn't the case and Christian was one who very much believed in looking after those just like himself even if they didn't look anything like him. These sort of decisions had been easier to make since he had dated that man, Dante, before his father had intervened. He had learned to be more welcoming of those who didn't possess the wealth that his family had, to help those who had less than him. So, it made much more sense to reach out to schedule an appointment so that he could begin actual treatment into fixing the things that still kept haunting his nightmares and daytime life. <br><br>Having dressed in a very soft brown colored pants and jacket with a tie to match, offering a distinction from the white button up shirt acting as an accent color to his current apparel. His brown ankle high boots carried him out of the car that had been chosen to drive him into the borough, purposely avoiding using a limosine to try and keep a low profile. Then, his boot clad feet carried himself inside the building, heading directly towards the office of his brand new therapist. A solid knock was given before he heard the woman's voice encouraging him to come inside. Not one to wait before a door opened for him, especially if it was already open, he stepped inside. <b>"Hello, Dr. Moonstar right? It's a pleasure to meet you,"</b> Christian spoke, offering a hand as he moved over close enough so that he could properly meet the one that would be soon hearing about his traumatic life. <br><br>