Selena stood in front of the pheonix statue where the Headmaster's office was supposed to be but was confused. Was she supposed to say some sort of password in order to enter? "U-um....Knock knock?"
Her extreme shyness had taken over once more. She had first come at Morgan's recommendation when the prefect had discovered of her...Seer ability but the Ravenclaw was terrified of the Headmaster. Selly wasn't sure if she would get expelled for not saying anything sooner.
The third year nervously fumbled with the hem of the gothic lolita styled dress Morgan had allowed her to keep. It was pretty but it did made her feel like a dark muggle Barbie doll and she never even liked those things since they were creepy. Fortunately for the Prefect, Selena would never say that out loud because she shouldn't even be picky about it in the moment of time and was glad that her Ravenclaw cloak still fit so that she could still wear it.
Last Edit: Aug 14, 2009 10:56:22 GMT -5 by wolfsong
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 15, 2009 8:23:27 GMT -5
Morgan had taken a while, preparing herself to help Selena go before the Headmaster, and tell him of her ability to see things that had not yet occurred. She was a little nervous for Selena, who she considered a sort of younger sister, but she didn not let her nerves show. She had made sure she looked professional, and presentable. She had owled (or rather eagletrossed) her mother to ask for advice. And finally, she had copied the sketchbook, and all of its drawings with a simple Geminio. She was ready.
When Morgan got to the appropriate floor, she saw Selena, looking like a lovely little porcelain doll. She herself was wearing one of her simpler Lolita dresses. She was really getting too tall to successfully pull off the doll-like fashion, but she still loved it. It was just bad luck that she'd been born into a family of tall people. Oh well. "Alright, Selly, I'll be here for you, but I'll let you do the talking. Oh, and I hope you don't mind, but I made a copy of your sketchbook for him to see."
Selena glanced at Morgan who was wearing a similar type of dress that she wore. "I-it's fine...He might w-want proof..."stuttered the young Seer shyly as she was not aware of the fact that she did look like a porcelain doll with her pale complexion and the shadows underneath her silver eyes from lack of sleep.
The phoenix statue didn't move from it's place so maybe the door needed a different approach. "P-professor W-Windwaltz? A-Are you th-there?"asked the younger Ravenclaw who was now feeling ridiculous talking to a statue. Is Momo sure that they're in front of the right phoenix statue?
Post by Morgan Pendragon on Aug 23, 2009 20:50:59 GMT -5
Of course, Morgan had been up to see the headmaster before ((hadn't she?)), and knew what to do next. "Hello!" She called out cheerfully to the phoenix, which leaped aside, reveling the doorway. Morgan took Selena by the hand. "This way, dear," she said pleasantly, walking towards the door swiftly and confidently. Somebody had to take control of the situation, or else they might be standing in front of that phoenix all day. Still, she resolved to let Selena do the talking when they were actually explaining to the headmaster what they were doing there.
"Headmaster?" Morgan called as they entered the office proper. "I believe Selena has something to tell you. And, perhaps, seek your counsel on. That is, if you don't mind." And with that, Morgan released Selena's hand and nudged the girl gently forward. "I'm here for...emotional support. She asked me to be here when she told you." And with that, Morgan handed Selena the copy of her sketchbook. There was actually another copy, hidden in Morgan's trunk. The prefect planned to study it later, and see what, exactly, it predicted.
Post by Forgoil Halifirien on Aug 30, 2009 11:10:58 GMT -5
"Not answering the door is he?" came a voice from behind the two Ravenclaws. Standing not that far behind them was the Defense Against the Darks Arts Professor, Forgoil Halifirien, and he smiled wearily at them. Because that was the best thing to describe him as, for he looked as if he had aged a few years in just a couple of days. His eyes were slightly bloodshot, his hair was more unkept than usual, and he hadn't trimmed his stubble in days. That was because he had a lot on his mind recently, and felt that it was finally time to tell Talon about it.
And when he finally decided to take the long walk to find the Headmaster he saw the two girls waiting outside of the Phoenix statue, which refused to budge. Scratching at the back of his neck lazily, the grey-haired Scot said, "Well ya know how the Headmaster can be sometimes. Either buried with problems, tryin' ta get more fundin' for the school, makin' his rounds: the usual stuff. But I couldn't help but over hear that yer seekin' his council on somethin'."
"If there is some kinda problem that yer worried about, ya could tell me and I could relay it onta either Talon or Deputy Headmistress O'Dell. Heck, Talon always keeps goin' on about how much of a great wizard I am...and yet people never seem ta ask me fer assistance," ended Halifirien as his thoughts seemed to trail away but any misconceptions that might've been created were hopefully allievated by his reassuring smile.
Selena had no idea why the Pheonix statue wasn't moving and she had not sensed the Headmaster inside whatever room behind it at all. She glanced at Morgan for a moment while the Prefect spoke about a counsel. Did she expect this to act like a therapy session in the asylum?
Her usually sharp mind was too focused on locating the Headmaster that the younger Ravenclaw had overlooked the Dark Arts Professor and was startled when he had spoken. Instinctly with her strange silver eyes wide, Selena hid behind Morgan while holding the sketchbook replica as if she didn't want to let go of it even though the carbon copies of her drawings held her cursed (figuratively speaking) nightmares.
She had never attended the Dark Arts class mainly because of the third year was afraid what she was capable of (especially when one considers the fact that her visions tend to be gruesome) and that she was too afraid to attend the class. Selena didn't know the professor very well.
Professor Forgoil seemed to have good intention but his thoughts wandered from one subject to another and he appeared fatigued to accurately describe him. Selena wasn't sure if she should burden him with her story. "U-um..."stuttered the third year who couldn't find the words to speak. Poor poor Selly. Too timid to even start a simple conversation.
Post by Momo got logged out on Sept 6, 2009 23:33:26 GMT -5
Oh dear.
This was not turning out as planned, was it?
Still, Morgan respectfully turned towards Professor Halifirien. She was prepared to let Selena explain the problem, but the younger girl wasn't very coherent in her explanation. Actually, she just kind of froze. And cowered behind Morgan. It was pretty clear that Morgan would have to help her.
"No, I guess the Headmaster is busy at the moment. So, I'm really glad you're here, Professor. It's Selena, sir. She has these...nightmares. Only, the things that happen in them, well, really happen. My mother is a clairvoyant too, and I owled her, but I think she could use a little more immediate attention. She told me that they've gotten worse recently. So bad she can't even fall asleep without having one."
She sidestepped, allowing Selena to be seen. Then, she gently wrapped one arm around her and stepped closer to the professor. "Go ahead, Selly. He needs to see the sketchbook." DERP!
Selena glanced between Morgan and the Professor a few times before looking down at the replica sketchbook. "H-here, Pr-professor F-Forgoil." stated Selena as she held out the book to Forgoil for him to take. It was a big step for her to allow a stranger (despite having to read his mind to find his name) to see what nightmares have been plagueing her mind for who knows how long and it was strange to her.
The third year just hoped that his reaction to them wouldn't be a bad one.
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