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Post by Keaira O'Connell on Nov 7, 2007 7:33:39 GMT -5
Keaira winced in pain as she reached her hand up to knock on the door. She knew that this was the best place to go. After all who could better take care of her than her own elemental master? She knew that he would know the right spells to put her arm and ribs back together. And if not he might be able to acquire a potion to do the trick easier than she could at the current time. With a broken rib and a broken arm going to the hospital wing was out of the question. Even if no one was there it would raise an alarm.
Her mind thought back on the previous night. What a welcome home that had been. With in five minuets of arriving back at Hogwarts she was fighting shadows. It seemed a bit funny, being back here. It had only been a few weeks, but she had grown some what fond of China. Although there had been several things she had missed about life here aw well. And one of those things trailed behind her. A small white cat with a very tribal black striping pranced along behind her. Artemis, it appeared, had been a bit lonely while she was away. Living with her parents was not a hard thing to do, if you could put up with the hours you spent alone. And Artemis seemed to be thankful to have a companion again.
At first there was no reply to her knocking. Which seemed a bit odd as if was already nearly 10 am, so Keaira knocked once more. Hoping that she was not waking Professor Serlaen, but knowing that he would be happy to see she was back from China and in one entirely sane piece… well for the most part at least.
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Post by doppelganger on Nov 7, 2007 20:46:58 GMT -5
Dien Serlaen heard a knocking in his door. He scrambled off his couch, dropping his open book on the floor and dropped a glass of water. He quickly bookmarked the book and waved at the glass, which repaired itself. He waved again and the water was gone. "Just a moment," he yelled to the person outside.
He was very glum- the day he got back from St. Mungo's, the school was abuzz with stories of Teresa's disappearance. He straightened up the couch which he had fallen asleep reading a book on, and walked to the door. He opened it, and, to his surprise, Keaira O'Connell was there. He smiled, but realized she was in pain. He invited her in, "Please do get in... and do you want your memories and emotions back?"
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Post by Keaira O'Connell on Nov 8, 2007 0:11:26 GMT -5
Keaira was sure she had heard the faintest sound of a glass breaking just before he opened the door to let her in. At first Keaira was quite happy to see him at last. She had spent the last few weeks training in China, sending him her memories and emotions when it was necessary, feeling isolated and alone for quite some time. She sure was happy to finally be near him again, although she instantly noticed that he seemed other wise distracted and didn't quite expect her. Her mind instantly went in to a questioning mode as she stepped through the door. What had happened that Dien seemed such a mess?
She wondered silently but waited until the door had closed before she voiced any opinions on the matter. “Yes I would like to have the rest of them back. I started to pull them back after last nights fiasco, but found that I hardly had the strength to do so entirely. Thank you Dien, for always keeping my mind safe.” She said the words with warmth, as she began to drawn on her emotions and memories once more.
“I’m sorry to bother you, but I need a bit of help, as I’m sure you might be able to tell, I am a little injured at the moment. Something that I wish to keep any knowledge about to a minimum. Last nights events were not as welcome of a home coming as I expected.”
Her mind began to filter through the events that had followed her arrival at Hogwarts, noticing the silver of a patronus in the forest, finding four students out there, and then encountering several shadows, using her newly honed skills with a bow to help guide her chants, and then the sickening thud as she collided with a tree which resulted in a broken arm, and at least one rib.
“Dien do you know how to repair broken bones. Cause needless to say I lack the skill, and there would be far too many questions at the hospital wing. Professor Cage has already questioned me about my absence. I just hope that my story will be enough to satisfy his curiosity.” Keaira's eyes searched Dien’s. Not wishing to extract the information she desired forcefully she peered at him, a look of concern, and questioning obvious on her face. “Dien, are you alright? How have things been while I was away?”
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Post by doppelganger on Nov 8, 2007 16:43:18 GMT -5
((Note: I changed 'dismay' to 'surprise'.))
Dien sighed, and looked down. "The day I went to St. Mungo's..." he had a slight sniffle. "Teresa was kidnapped. There were rumors of who and how, but I'm pretty sure it was the Shadow Mage. And I can't be sure, but..." his voice was shaky. "My time to save her might have already expired. I hope that's not true, really... but, if it was the Shadow Mage, she's probably being tortured like hell." he shook his head. "But, back to your question. I do believe I know how.. I learned when I was in Quidditch." he smiled, and made a complex wave of his hand, his lips mouthing the words. A gravely sound came for a few seconds, and stopped. He raised his eyebrow. "Did it work?"
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Post by Keaira O'Connell on Nov 8, 2007 17:24:58 GMT -5
((noted and I’ll fix my reaction))
Keaira waited patiently as Dien explained what was going on. A look of shock and horror escaped her face before she pressed it down. Now was not the time to be shocked or afraid, It was the time for action. She thought about the different ways D’rorah had been recovered and thought that perhaps this may be the time to relive some of them. As she felt the effects of his spell she winced as pain flooded her arm and side. A grinding noise indicated that the bones were being forced back in to place, and mending. Although the spell was effective it hurt like hell. As she felt everything pop back in to place she rolled her shoulder, and stretched her arm out. It felt good to be able to use it with out pain bursting through her. "Much better Dien, thank you."
As she finished absorbing the information about Teresa she suddenly realized that the last time she had even seen Teresa was the same night that she had in fact gotten very upset with her over her say that the things that were occurring were ’fascinating’. A wave of guilt at her reaction flowed over her as she looked in to Dien’s sad and worried eyes. “Does D’rorah know? Cause she’s the most likely of us to be able to help. After all she had been there.” Keaira's mind worked on the possiability of rescueing Teresa, and assaulting the shadow mage a little. After all they were a bit stronger now then they were back then. She gave Dien a reassuring smile, and wrapped her arms around him “We’ll find her, we just need to let D’rorah and the others help.”
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Post by doppelganger on Nov 18, 2007 15:08:51 GMT -5
Dien nodded. "Hopefully... I just really hope we're not too late. It was, what, less than a day before we found D'rorah? It's been TWO days. Not only that, Teresa wasn't protected at the time, and she doesn't know how to defend her mind... It's just..." he sighed. "There's a very small chance that she's alive. And an even smaller chance that she's still sane. But we have those chances, and might as well look on the better side of things." Dien patted her back, nearly in tears. "Thank you, Keaira. I'm so glad you're back in one piece, even just barely... I'm glad you came to me. We're reunited, once again!"
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