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 Posted: Mon Nov 04, 2013 11:03 pm
 Demitri gave a heavy sigh as he was told to fix the rest of the grass, but it was an interesting art, healing. The day was finally done, he was actually looking forward to having dinner and going to bed but that flash still bugged him a little. He knew if he kept it to himself it would only get worse and he could leave himself vulnerable to a possible attack, even if it meant being punished for lying it was still better than being controlled by someone else. "Master, wait....!" he called to JJ as the older man turned to leave. Demitri sighed and took a minute or two to figure out how he was going to say this. "I lied earlier. Sort of....I didn't have a vision, but I thought I saw a glimpse of something. I saw the villagers dying." he paused for a moment to make sure he could say this correctly and in a way JJ would understand. "When you told me to take the air out of the fire...I saw a woman taking the air out of one of the villagers to make them die quicker." He said softly, watching his Master's expression.
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Posted: Wed Nov 06, 2013 10:33 pm
 JJ turned back when the boy finally confessed, "i've told you many times it's impossible to lie to me." he crossed his arms as he listened, his frown deepening. "you thought this wasn't important to tell me?" he asked softly, his annoyance obvious. "this could be information on how they are planning to attack and kill innocent people! anything helps, boy, anything!" he walked over and smacked him on the back of the head, hard, "next time don't keep this from me! your visions are a gift, they can help us in ways nothing else can, don't be an idiot and not share!" he grumbled and shook his head as he pulled out a notebook and pencil and opened to a blank page, "draw everything you can remember. if you can't draw use the memory to pencil enchantment. actually, do that anyways, it will be more accurate." the enchantment took whatever you were envisioning and drew it out with the pen or pencil that the spell was placed on. many artists used the enchantment if they had any magic.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 7:59 pm
Demitri flinched at the smack and gave a soft sigh when it was over. How could the man call his visions a gift? Sure they would help them catch the necromancers and figure out what their whole plan is but the visions were anything but a gift. Usually a person could return gifts, and normally gifts didn't present bad news. Demitri gave a soft sigh and focused what little energy he had left onto the pencil creating the image he had in his mind. Once the picture was drawn he became slightly dizzy and the smack against his head hurt enough to make him want to cry. "There.....thats what I saw." he said softly as a few tears escaped him, his body wobbled forward a little and caused him to put his hands against the Sorcerer's shoulder to catch himself. "I'm sorry, I didn't even know what I had seen." he said softly as the pain against his head was growing fast.
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Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2013 12:47 am
JJ looked over the woman's face, letting the boy lean against him. he had exhausted himself, after all, it was only natural to allow him support rather than to fall. "i know this woman-" a vague memory, but he had seen her before. on of the strongest necromancers he'd been hunting ages ago, she'd turned to black magic after her baby had died and revived him, but what had come back was not her child. she still kept it, but had gone insane in her efforts. "come on, boy. you need rest." he moved an arm around the boy's shoulders to help him stay up as he walked, "what hurts?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:06 am
Demitri grabbed hold of JJ's coat in order to keep him from sliding off of the man. "My head, using the rest of my magic is making that smack hurt worse than it should." he said softly, trying his hardest not to cry in agony as the headache felt as though it would split his head in two. "The woman I drew.....who is she?" he strained to ask against the pounding headache, almost unable to stand on his own. Demitri tried to steady himself carefully, it took a minute or two but he managed to at least stand on his own. "Okay, I think I can make it to the bedroom." he assured JJ as he began to walk in front of the man, knowing that if he was any slower or if he stopped at the bathroom first that he wouldn't be able to make it to his own bed without keeling over and passing out in the hallway.
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