Title: I was told you could help.
Emily Fall - June 19, 2008 09:39 AM (GMT)
Emily walked out of Gens office and down the hallways. Emily was a bit disappointed at the answer she got. But Gen did tell her to ask the head master.
Emily reached the door and knocked on it. Emily opened the door and said "Mr can I please come in?"
Finnigan Tatupu - June 19, 2008 03:11 PM (GMT)
Valdez was shocked to be addressed so informally. Mr. was a term used on anyone. He was the headmaster of the school. He should have been referred to as professor or headmaster. Nonetheless, he put out his cigar and downed his peach schnapps and spoke, "Enter please," he waited for the door to swing open. The last thing he needed was another problem...
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Emily Fall - June 19, 2008 07:08 PM (GMT)
As Emily walked through the doors she remember that she had called the headmaster 'Mr'. At her old school if she called the headmaster 'Ms' that would get 10 points taken off her house.
"Well professor earlier I was talking to Professor Rasmuse about htings to do with seers, since we both are seers. Well I asked her how to stop the visions and dreams. She said she didn't know but you may know. So do you think you could help me?" Emily asked. "Oh and by the way sorry for calling you Mr, headmaster."
Finnigan Tatupu - June 20, 2008 12:56 AM (GMT)
Valdez thought for a few moments. "There aren't very many avenues... The ones that do exist aren't pleasant... There are a few things you can do..." He paused, "There are some potions that stop all visions... They are expensive and can significantly reduce your gift over the long term... You can also have a spell performed on you that will end your ability to see..." He stroked his coarse facial hair, "The best thing you can do is to try and limit what you see your self..."
Emily Fall - June 20, 2008 03:35 AM (GMT)
"Oh, ok headmaster. Thank you for the help" Emily said sadly. None of them really would help her. *I guess I could try to limit what I see again*.
The thing that was the worse was that she had tryed to limit what she saw, it didn't work that well. From a young age she tryed. But the dreams and visions were getting worse. Each vision was deadlier.
Emily walked towards the door and but her hand on the door nob, and started to turn.