Dr. Moira Rousseau

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

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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    • Dr. Moira Rousseau
      Dr. Moira Rousseau

      If Moira was nervous about being face to face with the city’s most notorious criminal, she didn’t let it show. Her genuine smile didn’t waver at Negaduck’s less-than-genuine greeting.

      “I’m doing quite well, thank you. It’s very kind of you to take an interest in my well-being.”

      She was well aware he harboured no such concerns. But what was the saying? ‘Kill them with kindness?’ While not out to kill anyone, the young woman’s ever-present optimism led her to believe that a bit of kindness could be the key to possibly reforming the un-reformable.

      “Since you already seem to understand the importance of mental health, I’m sure you won’t mind me asking what methods you’ve been using to take care of yours?”

      • Negaduck
        Negaduck

        "Well, if it isn't SHUSH's resident shrink."

        Was it better or worse that the famously gruff tones belonging to one famously gruff Negaduck came with a friendly manner?

        "How are you feeling today, Doctor? Looking after your mental health I hope? It's ever so important."

        He would know.

        • Dr. Moira Rousseau
          Dr. Moira Rousseau

          “Good afternoon, Agent Wolfe,” a young, raven-haired woman greeted warmly. She rose from her seat and walked over, extending her hand for a handshake. “Dr. Moira Rousseau. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.”

          ‘Finally?’

          Surely this was the wrong place. This lady barely looked old enough to be out of college, but the framed doctorate and license on the wall said otherwise.

          Rather than a cold, clinical atmosphere, James would find the office rather warm and inviting. Pleasantly uncluttered, with decor that was cheery but not overdone. Two plush chairs sat across from Moira’s desk, each with a small end table that had a small bowl of peppermint candies. There was even a water cooler in the corner.

          After greetings, Moira motioned to the pair of chairs as she returned to her desk.

          “Please, make yourself comfortable. And feel free to help yourself to the water and candy, if you’d like.”

          • James Wolfe
            James Wolfe

            James really didn't want to go. But he had little choice in the matter. It was this... or losing his job. The only thing he could do was keep up the mental shield, and he'd be safe from the incoming torture... that sounded like a good plan.

            He heard his name called, and got up, feeling like a heavy weight had just settled over him. His feet dragged like he had difficulty trudging into the little room of horrors that lay beyond the door...

            A second later, he straightened and clenched his fists. No matter what they were planning to do to him, James would not show his tormentor any fear. They would find no weakness they could pick on.

            They were going to regret calling for him to attend the mental check-up.

            "Hello, Dr. Rousseau," he said gruffly as he stepped into the psychiatrist's office.

            • 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!"

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              • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                Dr. Moira Rousseau commented on the blog Friends of a Feather
                Elliot motioned with his head towards the lobby as he rushed over to check on the manager’s injuries.  “I don’t have my handcuffs on me, so I have him secured with rope.” He didn’t know how wrong he was. Moira...
                • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                  Dr. Moira Rousseau posted on Dr. Moira Rousseau's message board
                  If Moira was nervous about being face to face with the city’s most notorious criminal, she didn’t let it show. Her genuine smile didn’t waver at Negaduck’s less-than-genuine greeting. “I’m doing quite well, thank you. It’s very kind of you to...
                  • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                    Dr. Moira Rousseau posted on Dr. Moira Rousseau's message board
                    “Good afternoon, Agent Wolfe,” a young, raven-haired woman greeted warmly. She rose from her seat and walked over, extending her hand for a handshake. “Dr. Moira Rousseau. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” ‘Finally?’ Surely this was the...
                    • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                      Dr. Moira Rousseau commented on the blog Friends of a Feather
                      Moira looked on, her stomach tightening in dread as she heard Elliot in the back, confronting the robbers.  She hoped he knew what he was doing, and that he wouldn’t act too recklessly.  Lives were on the line, including his...
                      • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                        Dr. Moira Rousseau commented on the blog Trick or Swipe
                        Fortunately for Bushroot, the store was currently devoid of customers and the cashier seemed to be engrossed in a game on his phone, giving the plant-duck plenty of opportunity to hide. But it wouldn’t last long.  Moments after...
                        • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                          Dr. Moira Rousseau commented on the blog Friends of a Feather
                          Fortunately, Moira finally seemed to come back to her senses when the gun aimed at her was shot from the man's hands. The sight of Elliot wrestling with another gunman, however, caused her to hesitate for a very brief moment. She knew how reckless...
                          • Dr. Moira Rousseau
                            Dr. Moira Rousseau commented on the blog Friends of a Feather
                            Elliot was too caught up in Ariana's beauty and her adorably innocent reaction to his flirting for his brain to register her words. Bank card...? What was a...? Oh! Bank card! Right. The drake's grin turned slightly embarrassed. But before he...
                            • 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...

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