Dr. Moira Rousseau

Species: Duck
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Marital Status: Single
Occupation: SHUSH Forensic Psychologist, Therapist

Her career:

Dr. Moira Rousseau is SHUSH Central's first in-house psychologist, and the head of the mental health department (which currently only consists of her and Dr. Drake Mallard).

Her job's primary tasks are to:

  • provide forensic mental health evaluations on criminals and villains about to go on trial
  • assist with criminal profiling for active cases
  • conduct mental health "check-ups" on SHUSH employees every six months
  • provide short-term clinical therapy to some SHUSH employees (with Dr. Mallard handling the majority of the more complex and long-term patients)

Her personality:

Moira is always kind and sincere, and somewhat soft-spoken.  She does not like to be the center of attention, and gets embarrassed or nervous easily.  She is somewhat naive and likes to believe everyone has good in them, and that any criminal or villain can be redeemed.  (Negaduck included.)  Because of her overly trusting nature and eagerness to help those in need, Moira is very vulnerable and easily misled.  She becomes deeply hurt if that trust is broken, but she does not hold grudges. She forgives easier than most, and strongly believes in second (and even third) chances.

Having spent most of her time from a young age absorbed in her studies, what Moira knows about socializing was learned through study rather than practice.  Due to this, she is timid and socially awkward while interacting with people outside of work.  While she is most comfortable interacting with patients and coworkers, talking with new people becomes easier when the subject of conversation is related to her job's field in some way.

Moira has never dated, much less been intimate with anyone; conversations regarding anything concerning her dating/love life (or lack thereof) will cause her to blush and clam up out of nerves and embarrassment, regardless of how innocent or well-meaning they may be.  "Adult" topics, in general, result in the same reaction.

Now that she's settled in St. Canard with a job and her life is seemingly in order, she would like to make friends.  Unfortunately, she has no idea how to go about it.  Her colleague Dr. Drake Mallard (Posiduck) is currently the only person she's gotten the courage to interact with outside of work.

A note on dormant powers:

Moira was born into a family of Supernaturals, but was assumed to be a Normal after failing to develop powers of her own, or the ability to use magic.  As such, she was raised and grew up to lead the life of an unassuming Normal.

She does in fact, however, possess dormant powers that no one -- herself included -- is aware of yet.

I have not yet decided when or how these powers will finally present themselves or why they never developed in the first place.  But they are clairvoyant in nature, and cannot be summoned at will.  They will usually present in the form of spontaneous visions that come at random times, often in her sleep.  These visions will vary in clarity, and could potentially help solve a case or save someone in danger.  However, a less detailed vision could also do more harm than good if it is misinterpreted.

Other manifestations of this type of ability may be added.  (If so, they will be of a similar nature, and also unable to be called on at will.)  She may also end up with a side effect that causes some sort of disturbance around her when she's extremely distressed or angry... but that is an extremely rare occurrence with Moira.  She will not have telepathic or telekinetic powers, the ability to see anyone's future outright, nor the ability to use traditional magic (spells, curses, etc.).



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    • Sans the Skeleduck
      Sans the Skeleduck

      "hi. you're dr. rousseau, aren't you? nice to meet you. i'm sans. new agent from the supernatural department, here for my first mental health evaluation. but as you can see i am in perfect health so i'll just take my leave, don't mind me. you look lovely by the way, bye!"


      • Dr. Moira Rousseau
        Dr. Moira Rousseau commented on the blog Friends of a Feather
        "Oh, no, that's fine."  Moira smiled, taking her card and putting it back into her wallet. "Thank you so much.  Have a wonderful afternoon."With an inward sigh of relief, Moira returned her purse to her shoulder and headed towards the...
        • Dr. Moira Rousseau
          Dr. Moira Rousseau commented on the blog Friends of a Feather
          "Oh! Right." Yes, obviously, they'd need an account number to know where to deposit the money.  Embarrassed by her slip up, Moira's cheeks reddened slightly as she quickly signed the back of the check and handed it over to Ariana.  "I'm...
          • Dr. Moira Rousseau
            Dr. Moira Rousseau published a blog post Friends of a Feather
            In her efforts to make friends outside of SHUSH, Moira discovers a sort of kindred spirit in Ariana McCawber.
              • DarkwingPsycho

                Ariana could see how flustered Moira was, having been in that position many a time, and empathically said, "Oh, it's all right...take your time."  Once she had it, she smiled genuinely and took it.  "Thank you."

                While she was sliding Moira's card and typing some things, she unintentionally overheard the two conversing and glanced up surreptitiously to see what Elliot looked like.  She liked the sound of his accent, and when she did see his face, she thought it seemed very open and genuine.

                "N-no," she answered Moira, handing her her card back.  "You should be all set...would you like a receipt?"

                • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                  Dr. Moira Rousseau

                  "Oh, no, that's fine."  Moira smiled, taking her card and putting it back into her wallet. "Thank you so much.  Have a wonderful afternoon."

                  With an inward sigh of relief, Moira returned her purse to her shoulder and headed towards the exit... proud of herself for surviving the encounter, despite some minor hiccups. She knew she'd probably been worrying too much over nothing. But that was exactly what she was hoping to improve.

                  And, if this was as bad as it got, then she should have her confidence up in no time.

                  As she passed by, Elliot gave Moira a grin and a discreet thumbs up.  She slowed her pace, looking curiously over her shoulder at the agent as he took her place at Ariana's booth. She appreciated his support, but... had her nervousness really been that obvious?  After a moment of thought, she decided to wait inside so they could speak when he was finished.  If there was anyone qualified to give her advice on boosting confidence, it was Elliot.

                  Meanwhile, Elliot was now at the counter presenting Ariana with his own bank card and check, which was already endorsed.  He smiled boyishly at her.

                  "Wow. You're so beautiful I've gone and forgotten what my pick-up line was going to be," he admitted with a sheepish chuckle.  At least he was honest?

                  The young agent then cleared his throat and gestured to the check. "Uh, I'd also like to make a deposit, please.  If it isn't too much trouble."

                  He, like Moira, had never come here in person before. But thanks to his latest paycheck needing "adjustment" due to an incident with an unruly office printer, here he was. And that wasn't turning out to be a bad thing, really... if all the tellers here were this pretty, he might be tempted to start doing his all of his banking in person.

                  • DarkwingPsycho

                    "You too!" Ariana responded cheerfully.

                    When the red-headed Englishman moved in front of her, she gave him a bright smile.  "Hello, how can I help you?"  At his compliment, a pink blush rose in her cheeks and she almost denied it, except that she remembered what Drake had said about rejecting people's kindness.  So instead her expression became bashful and she ducked her head a little.  "Oh, um...thank you..."  Her voice was soft, sweet, and very shy all of a sudden, although she had no idea what a "pick-up line" was.

                    "No, i-it's not too much trouble," she responded, a little flustered now and glad of the distraction.  Her fingers gently plucked up the rectangular piece of paper and she glanced at the back to make sure it was endorsed.  "Do you...have your bank card?"

                    It was at exactly that moment that the front doors burst open, shaking the glass, and three masked men walked in holding AR-15's.  The last one though the doors immediately shut and locked them, wrapping a length of chain through the handles and securing it with a rather large latch.

                    "Everyone on the ground!" the leader barked.  "This is a robbery!"

                    He then aimed the nozzle toward the general direction of the tellers, and Ariana froze with fear.

                    "If any of you gets the idea to set off the alarm or call the cops, you'll be made an example of."  The other two went in search of office staff to yank out of their offices and round up.


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