- Messages
- 5,207
- OOC First Name
- Mia
- Wand
- Oak 14 3/4" with an Essence of Raven Feather core.
- Age
- 50 (11/2009)
- Out of Character:
- Continued from here
A sudden blaze appeared in the fire place. There were two things odd about the fire. The first was how it had suddenly appeared in a fireplace that looked for all intents and purposes like no blaze had been there since the last winter, now in November the summer deemed it necessary. The other odd thing was that the flames were not the normal golden flames that were associated with fire the world over; instead the tongues were bright emerald green. the nurse arrived with her and made her way over to the healers station talking hurriedly to someone there. Sure enough a few minutes after the fire started a dark figure formed. Half hunched the schools divination professor stood a few ashes on her dress but she didnt try to remove them. Then the flames stopped as soon as they started. The professor then stood straight and stepped out as though it was something she did every day, which was fairly accurate as she did travel by floo a couple of times a week to visit her mother and sisters. Thanks to nurse riverwood, the last wave of pain had stopped but she didnt know how soon the next one would be.
Although over the last semester she had reassured people that she was fine, today nurse riverwood had heard enough and encouraged her to go and get an appointment to see a proper healer, to get her problem sorted out once and for all. She had agreed it was probably a good plan and that was why she was here, otherwise she would be finishing up her last class of the semester right now. Heading over to the reception she booked in and took a seat in the waiting room, where she hoped that she wouldnt have to wait too long vipress had made it quite clear that it was pretty important. Even so she took a copy of witch weekly and flipped to the weekly horoscopes. Just glancing through she knew they were written by a witch who had no training in divination, so she turned to the recipe instead. Looking at the food made her stomach churn and growl though she hadnt eaten more than a few mouthfuls over the last few days she wasnt in the mood to eat.
She waited her eyes looking up whenever anyone approached or entered the door as she was hoping her mother and sisters would be here soon for support, or that the healer would be ready for her. she watched as an elderly wizard she blew flames every time he coughed (which he was doing quite regularly) get ushered away rather hurriedly. She then tried to focus on her own future and see what may be in store but she got nothing the busyness and feelings in the room were too distracting. So instead she turned her attention back to the magazine and continued flipping through.