Andrew Mckenna
Active Member
- Messages
- 42
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Age
- 3/1997
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Andrew, unfortunately, had quite a substantial amount of clients. Specialising in youth problems was something important to him, and his next client would be here very soon. Miss Hope was fortunate to have so many people in her corner that were able to bring her to his attention. Having yet to see her, the healer couldn't begin to diagnose what may trouble her, but there were a few things he was able to gather from her school counsellor - her preference for order, being one of them. Because of this, he could sure that Miss Hope would be at his door at exactly 12:00, and he went out of his way to make his office more appropriate for her.
His range was rather vast, and his office reflected this. The healer flicked his wand to pack away the more child-oriented items, such as aviatomobile, toy broomstick, and puppets, but left the boards and books as he doubted they would cause a potential issue. The office faced the street on one side, whilst the other side had a view of the park net door. Both were obscured slightly by thin drapes that dyed the sunlight a light blue along the floor boards. There were two lounges, coupled with two chairs separated from his desk at the far end of the square room. There was a noticeable lack of mats on the floor, but the lounges had a few cushions to provide much needed colour to the grey-scale room, and served to warm it up considerably. His tie served the same function against his suit, with its changing colours contrasting his crisp white shirt and black trousers.
Mister Clairoux's voice could already be heard through the closed mahogany door, causing Andrew to leave his papers in a neat pile on the desk, and exit the office in order to greet them. "Hello Miss Hope, Mister Clairoux. You may call me Andrew," he told them, speaking more to Lilyanna - he and the counsellor had previously met. A quick exchange occurred between the two men, before Daniel informed his young charge that he would be found outside if she needed him. Andrew gestured to the open door beside him as Daniel grabbed a magazine and dropped himself into a chair. "You may sit wherever you like," he addressed to Lilyanna.
His range was rather vast, and his office reflected this. The healer flicked his wand to pack away the more child-oriented items, such as aviatomobile, toy broomstick, and puppets, but left the boards and books as he doubted they would cause a potential issue. The office faced the street on one side, whilst the other side had a view of the park net door. Both were obscured slightly by thin drapes that dyed the sunlight a light blue along the floor boards. There were two lounges, coupled with two chairs separated from his desk at the far end of the square room. There was a noticeable lack of mats on the floor, but the lounges had a few cushions to provide much needed colour to the grey-scale room, and served to warm it up considerably. His tie served the same function against his suit, with its changing colours contrasting his crisp white shirt and black trousers.
Mister Clairoux's voice could already be heard through the closed mahogany door, causing Andrew to leave his papers in a neat pile on the desk, and exit the office in order to greet them. "Hello Miss Hope, Mister Clairoux. You may call me Andrew," he told them, speaking more to Lilyanna - he and the counsellor had previously met. A quick exchange occurred between the two men, before Daniel informed his young charge that he would be found outside if she needed him. Andrew gestured to the open door beside him as Daniel grabbed a magazine and dropped himself into a chair. "You may sit wherever you like," he addressed to Lilyanna.