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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 1:43 am
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael rubbed his forehead to ease the oncoming headache and sighed* I'm just trying to make sense of something and it's not adding up. *He groaned and rested his head against the back of the chair, rubbing at the knotted muscle in the back of his neck* "Well... " Mckenzie sat down in a chair with a sigh. "...maybe it would help to solve things if you went through things out loud. I know it helps me on tests and stuff." She gave a small shrug. *Michael blew a strand of hair out of his eye and shifted in his seat* Alright. I'm trying to decipher the meaning of the dreams I've been having about the Deatheaters. So far I've come up with squatt.McKenzie arched her brow and looked at him slightlypale in the face. "You've been having dreams about... death eathers... What kinda of dreams?" Her brows furrowed as she looked at him. One that obviously don't make any sense. I'm surrounded by Deatheaters and they all have their wands aimed at me. Then they just vanish and that's when I wake up. *He said. He intentionally left out the part about Faith standing in their place and casting the killing curse. He didn't want to worry McKenzie any more than she had been already*McKenzie tilted her head to one side, puzzled by the dream. "Well... it could be one of two things. Either it's your subconscious freeking out or it's an omen of the future. The question about the second one though is whether it's a omen of what might be or what will be." She frowned at this thought.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 1:47 am
Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael rubbed his forehead to ease the oncoming headache and sighed* I'm just trying to make sense of something and it's not adding up. *He groaned and rested his head against the back of the chair, rubbing at the knotted muscle in the back of his neck* "Well... " Mckenzie sat down in a chair with a sigh. "...maybe it would help to solve things if you went through things out loud. I know it helps me on tests and stuff." She gave a small shrug. *Michael blew a strand of hair out of his eye and shifted in his seat* Alright. I'm trying to decipher the meaning of the dreams I've been having about the Deatheaters. So far I've come up with squatt.McKenzie arched her brow and looked at him slightlypale in the face. "You've been having dreams about... death eathers... What kinda of dreams?" Her brows furrowed as she looked at him. One that obviously don't make any sense. I'm surrounded by Deatheaters and they all have their wands aimed at me. Then they just vanish and that's when I wake up. *He said. He intentionally left out the part about Faith standing in their place and casting the killing curse. He didn't want to worry McKenzie any more than she had been already*McKenzie tilted her head to one side, puzzled by the dream. "Well... it could be one of two things. Either it's your subconscious freeking out or it's an omen of the future. The question about the second one though is whether it's a omen of what might be or what will be." She frowned at this thought. I could just be losing it. My brain could be mixing up the past with the present, you know? My dad and Uncle Lucius were both Deatheaters. So maybe it's nothing after all. *He yawned and stood* I'm off to bed. Thanks for trying to help. *He gave her a warm smile and placed and gentle hand on her shoulder before heading off to the boy's dorm*
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 1:55 am
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael blew a strand of hair out of his eye and shifted in his seat* Alright. I'm trying to decipher the meaning of the dreams I've been having about the Deatheaters. So far I've come up with squatt. McKenzie arched her brow and looked at him slightlypale in the face. "You've been having dreams about... death eathers... What kinda of dreams?" Her brows furrowed as she looked at him. One that obviously don't make any sense. I'm surrounded by Deatheaters and they all have their wands aimed at me. Then they just vanish and that's when I wake up. *He said. He intentionally left out the part about Faith standing in their place and casting the killing curse. He didn't want to worry McKenzie any more than she had been already*McKenzie tilted her head to one side, puzzled by the dream. "Well... it could be one of two things. Either it's your subconscious freeking out or it's an omen of the future. The question about the second one though is whether it's a omen of what might be or what will be." She frowned at this thought. I could just be losing it. My brain could be mixing up the past with the present, you know? My dad and Uncle Lucius were both Deatheaters. So maybe it's nothing after all. *He yawned and stood* I'm off to bed. Thanks for trying to help. *He gave her a warm smile and placed and gentle hand on her shoulder before heading off to the boy's dorm*McKenzie nodded. "No problem. Sleep well." She remained down stairs for a while. Staring into the fire, deep in thought. It seemed hours before she yawned and trudged up to her dorm to get a small bit of sleep. I hope Faith is ok...
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 2:08 am
Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael blew a strand of hair out of his eye and shifted in his seat* Alright. I'm trying to decipher the meaning of the dreams I've been having about the Deatheaters. So far I've come up with squatt. McKenzie arched her brow and looked at him slightlypale in the face. "You've been having dreams about... death eathers... What kinda of dreams?" Her brows furrowed as she looked at him. One that obviously don't make any sense. I'm surrounded by Deatheaters and they all have their wands aimed at me. Then they just vanish and that's when I wake up. *He said. He intentionally left out the part about Faith standing in their place and casting the killing curse. He didn't want to worry McKenzie any more than she had been already*McKenzie tilted her head to one side, puzzled by the dream. "Well... it could be one of two things. Either it's your subconscious freeking out or it's an omen of the future. The question about the second one though is whether it's a omen of what might be or what will be." She frowned at this thought. I could just be losing it. My brain could be mixing up the past with the present, you know? My dad and Uncle Lucius were both Deatheaters. So maybe it's nothing after all. *He yawned and stood* I'm off to bed. Thanks for trying to help. *He gave her a warm smile and placed and gentle hand on her shoulder before heading off to the boy's dorm*McKenzie nodded. "No problem. Sleep well." She remained down stairs for a while. Staring into the fire, deep in thought. It seemed hours before she yawned and trudged up to her dorm to get a small bit of sleep. I hope Faith is ok...*Faith stood in the bathroom scrubbing her forearm with a soapy cloth, hoping that the thing that now adorned her arm would wash away. Her skin was raw and bleeding before she finally gave up* What am I gonna do...? I definitely can't go back now... *She growled and slammed her fist into the mirror before going to lie down* *Michael tossed about restlessly in bed, his mind going over his dreams again and again. The only conclusion he could come to was that Faith was going to try and kill him for some particular reason. He sat up and removed his sweat covered shirt before going downstairs to sit on the sofa. He stared at nothing before finally drifting off to sleep, shivering slightly in the cool air of the common room*
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 2:25 am
McKenzie tossed and turned that night. Michael had set some thoughts in her head that tormented her dreams. Deatheaters swam in and out and the worst part was that Faith was leading them. or was she?
McKenzie bolted upright in her bed, sweating all over and her muscles tense. She had claws formed on her hand and her teeth were sharp. She shook her head. Too intense... She got up from bed and went to get a glass of water from the bathroom.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 2:32 am
*Michael awoke with a shiver. He got up and began walking towards the bedroom to grab a shirt when he heard McKenzie moving about. He knocked on the door and stuck his head in before stepping inside* Wallace? Is everything okay? *He called. When he heard her in the bathroom he turned to face the door just in case the young woman wasn't decent*
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 2:36 am
Ninjara *Michael awoke with a shiver. He got up and began walking towards the bedroom to grab a shirt when he heard McKenzie moving about. He knocked on the door and stuck his head in before stepping inside* Wallace? Is everything okay? *He called. When he heard her in the bathroom he turned to face the door just in case the young woman wasn't decent* McKenzie popped came out of the bathroom with a glass of water in her hand. "Yeah... mostly. Just nightmares. Our conversation earlier put thoughts in my head." She shook her head. remembering the dream in great detail. She shuddered and drank some more water. "What about you?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 2:43 am
Fisshu Ninjara *Michael awoke with a shiver. He got up and began walking towards the bedroom to grab a shirt when he heard McKenzie moving about. He knocked on the door and stuck his head in before stepping inside* Wallace? Is everything okay? *He called. When he heard her in the bathroom he turned to face the door just in case the young woman wasn't decent* McKenzie popped came out of the bathroom with a glass of water in her hand. "Yeah... mostly. Just nightmares. Our conversation earlier put thoughts in my head." She shook her head. remembering the dream in great detail. She shuddered and drank some more water. "What about you?" *Michael turned around* Got overheated and had to lose the shirt. Now I'm cold again. So what did the nightmares involve? *He went over and sat on the spare bed*
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:30 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael awoke with a shiver. He got up and began walking towards the bedroom to grab a shirt when he heard McKenzie moving about. He knocked on the door and stuck his head in before stepping inside* Wallace? Is everything okay? *He called. When he heard her in the bathroom he turned to face the door just in case the young woman wasn't decent* McKenzie popped came out of the bathroom with a glass of water in her hand. "Yeah... mostly. Just nightmares. Our conversation earlier put thoughts in my head." She shook her head. remembering the dream in great detail. She shuddered and drank some more water. "What about you?" *Michael turned around* Got overheated and had to lose the shirt. Now I'm cold again. So what did the nightmares involve? *He went over and sat on the spare bed*McKenzie let out a small sigh and sat down on her own bed. She looked up at the ceiling as she brought the dream back to the forfront of her memory. "There were deatheaters. Dozens of them. And they were all being lead and told what to do by Faith..." She forrowed her brow as she remembered. "...but it wasn't Faith I think. I can't peg it... but there was something...different.... yeah, different than any Faith I have ever known. It's like it wasn't Faith, but someone like her." She shook her head and shrugged. "It was only a dream though..."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:36 pm
Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael awoke with a shiver. He got up and began walking towards the bedroom to grab a shirt when he heard McKenzie moving about. He knocked on the door and stuck his head in before stepping inside* Wallace? Is everything okay? *He called. When he heard her in the bathroom he turned to face the door just in case the young woman wasn't decent* McKenzie popped came out of the bathroom with a glass of water in her hand. "Yeah... mostly. Just nightmares. Our conversation earlier put thoughts in my head." She shook her head. remembering the dream in great detail. She shuddered and drank some more water. "What about you?" *Michael turned around* Got overheated and had to lose the shirt. Now I'm cold again. So what did the nightmares involve? *He went over and sat on the spare bed*McKenzie let out a small sigh and sat down on her own bed. She looked up at the ceiling as she brought the dream back to the forfront of her memory. "There were deatheaters. Dozens of them. And they were all being lead and told what to do by Faith..." She forrowed her brow as she remembered. "...but it wasn't Faith I think. I can't peg it... but there was something...different.... yeah, different than any Faith I have ever known. It's like it wasn't Faith, but someone like her." She shook her head and shrugged. "It was only a dream though..." *Michael could feel his stomach churn when he took in all the information* She had the same dream... Yeah, I suppose you're right. I mean, why would Faith even consider joining Voldemort? The last thing she would ever want to be any sort of resemblance to the rest of our "family". *He scratched at the scar on his shoulder, which was beginning to burn. The wolf wanted out again. He suppressed his feral urges and focused on the conversation*
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:40 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara *Michael awoke with a shiver. He got up and began walking towards the bedroom to grab a shirt when he heard McKenzie moving about. He knocked on the door and stuck his head in before stepping inside* Wallace? Is everything okay? *He called. When he heard her in the bathroom he turned to face the door just in case the young woman wasn't decent* McKenzie popped came out of the bathroom with a glass of water in her hand. "Yeah... mostly. Just nightmares. Our conversation earlier put thoughts in my head." She shook her head. remembering the dream in great detail. She shuddered and drank some more water. "What about you?" *Michael turned around* Got overheated and had to lose the shirt. Now I'm cold again. So what did the nightmares involve? *He went over and sat on the spare bed*McKenzie let out a small sigh and sat down on her own bed. She looked up at the ceiling as she brought the dream back to the forfront of her memory. "There were deatheaters. Dozens of them. And they were all being lead and told what to do by Faith..." She forrowed her brow as she remembered. "...but it wasn't Faith I think. I can't peg it... but there was something...different.... yeah, different than any Faith I have ever known. It's like it wasn't Faith, but someone like her." She shook her head and shrugged. "It was only a dream though..." *Michael could feel his stomach churn when he took in all the information* She had the same dream... Yeah, I suppose you're right. I mean, why would Faith even consider joining Voldemort? The last thing she would ever want to be any sort of resemblance to the rest of our "family". *He scratched at the scar on his shoulder, which was beginning to burn. The wolf wanted out again. He suppressed his feral urges and focused on the conversation*McKenzie shook her head. She had no idea why Faith would ever think of joining Voldemort. Only if she had to...to..save- Her eyes went wide. She focused deep on her glass as her stomach pitched. She tried to sound as casual as possible, but a slight tremble could be heard in her voice. "Would Faith join Him if she thought she was protecting someone she cared about?" She bit her lip. She probably would... but even then... the Faith in the dream wasn't... Faith.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:44 pm
Fisshu McKenzie shook her head. She had no idea why Faith would ever think of joining Voldemort. Only if she had to...to..save- Her eyes went wide. She focused deep on her glass as her stomach pitched. She tried to sound as casual as possible, but a slight tremble could be heard in her voice. "Would Faith join Him if she thought she was protecting someone she cared about?" She bit her lip. She probably would... but even then... the Faith in the dream wasn't... Faith. *Michael shook his head* I very seriously doubt she would. Even to protect those she cares about. The only reason Voldemort would have her join him is for the sole purpose of using her as a weapon to hurt others. No, she'd rather die protecting loved ones than join such an evil force like that.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:47 pm
Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie shook her head. She had no idea why Faith would ever think of joining Voldemort. Only if she had to...to..save- Her eyes went wide. She focused deep on her glass as her stomach pitched. She tried to sound as casual as possible, but a slight tremble could be heard in her voice. "Would Faith join Him if she thought she was protecting someone she cared about?" She bit her lip. She probably would... but even then... the Faith in the dream wasn't... Faith. *Michael shook his head* I very seriously doubt she would. Even to protect those she cares about. The only reason Voldemort would have her join him is for the sole purpose of using her as a weapon to hurt others. No, she'd rather die protecting loved ones than join such an evil force like that.McKenzie nodded. He was right. She sighed before finishing off her water. She stared at the empty glass for a while, with the dream still picking at her brain. "I know you're right... but... something felt off." She looked out of the window and frowned at the first signs of dawn. "We should get more sleep... "
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:51 pm
Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie shook her head. She had no idea why Faith would ever think of joining Voldemort. Only if she had to...to..save- Her eyes went wide. She focused deep on her glass as her stomach pitched. She tried to sound as casual as possible, but a slight tremble could be heard in her voice. "Would Faith join Him if she thought she was protecting someone she cared about?" She bit her lip. She probably would... but even then... the Faith in the dream wasn't... Faith. *Michael shook his head* I very seriously doubt she would. Even to protect those she cares about. The only reason Voldemort would have her join him is for the sole purpose of using her as a weapon to hurt others. No, she'd rather die protecting loved ones than join such an evil force like that.McKenzie nodded. He was right. She sighed before finishing off her water. She stared at the empty glass for a while, with the dream still picking at her brain. "I know you're right... but... something felt off." She looked out of the window and frowned at the first signs of dawn. "We should get more sleep... " *Michael suppressed a yawn* Should I sleep in here in case you need anything? I'll behave, I promise. Plus I got stuck sharing a room with my darling cousin, who happens to snore as loud as an Apachee helicopter. *He groaned*
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 10:56 pm
Ninjara Fisshu Ninjara Fisshu McKenzie shook her head. She had no idea why Faith would ever think of joining Voldemort. Only if she had to...to..save- Her eyes went wide. She focused deep on her glass as her stomach pitched. She tried to sound as casual as possible, but a slight tremble could be heard in her voice. "Would Faith join Him if she thought she was protecting someone she cared about?" She bit her lip. She probably would... but even then... the Faith in the dream wasn't... Faith. *Michael shook his head* I very seriously doubt she would. Even to protect those she cares about. The only reason Voldemort would have her join him is for the sole purpose of using her as a weapon to hurt others. No, she'd rather die protecting loved ones than join such an evil force like that.McKenzie nodded. He was right. She sighed before finishing off her water. She stared at the empty glass for a while, with the dream still picking at her brain. "I know you're right... but... something felt off." She looked out of the window and frowned at the first signs of dawn. "We should get more sleep... " *Michael suppressed a yawn* Should I sleep in here in case you need anything? I'll behave, I promise. Plus I got stuck sharing a room with my darling cousin, who happens to snore as loud as an Apachee helicopter. *He groaned*McKenzie gave a shrug. "Yeah, sure... knock yourself out. Just do me a favor and stay clothed." She yawned and crawled under the covers. She paused getting comphy. "Um, what's a Apecheeze Hellocopter?" She looked at Michael in confusion.
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