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Defense Against the Dark Arts VI
Charms VI
Martial Magic II
Magical History of The United States of America


Direct -> Kat | Thomas | Vas
NPC -> Nurse Chambers | Wayiso

Morri didn't know how much time had passed. She didn't know the cries of the students already in the infirmary before her. Hell, Morri didn't even know he she'd gotten to the hospital wing, but there she lie, in a fetal position cooped up on the bed, almost strangling the blankets as if they were a last battalion of all hope and security in the world. She was shivering very faintly and mildly, but there was no chill or frigid weather. She still saw Ria's eyes. She still saw her body when the smoke cleared. Her heart was in overload, but also if felt as if her heart was missing. Morri didn't blink, and other than Kat and the two students who were there to assist Nurse Chambers with affairs, the already tended students had no idea what the dark situation was that had brought them in until it was explained to them. Suddenly their colds and minor scrapes and cuts were no longer as important or dire. It had been hours since The Fall, as the staff Pukwudgies have so aptly dubbed it. Even now, one Pukwudgie in particular scurries about the infirmary delivering potions and solutions to the various students, while Chambers, Vas, and Thomas would tend to Kat and Morri personally. That was, when the Pukwudgie wasn't in the way. Everyone in Magical America knew that Puks had a blazingly known record for being independent and taking orders from no human. They weren't to fond of them either, and according to Pukwudgie tradition, it was common for them to never reveal their names as a part of their culture, unless one is saved by a human and owes them a debt. In this case, this Pukwudgie was found personally by Nurse Chambers during her thesis research trip into the Greylock Woods, it had accidentally been poisoned and she healed him back to health when he was all but presumed dead. Thus he revealed himself to be Wayiso.

He grumbles to himself as he moves from bed to bed delivering proper remedies. "Damn kids. Damn teachers. Damn humans. Always this, always that. Don't run in the halls, don't climb the tree, always use a condom... what the hell is a condom anyways?" Nurse Chambers side eyes him as she begins making some Calming Draught for the two subjects of the horrendous event earlier that morning. She had the most charming smile, but never let that fool... the woman possessed a fire that made even the most potent of wizards buckle when around her. Students knew two things about her universally: She was exceptional at healing spells and potions, and she didn't play games; That woman meant her business. It was probably why she had so much respect from the Pukwudgie species. Wayiso moves besides Morri's bed, looking at her in her lost, pandering eyes. "Hey... Skopos child, you got a condom on ye? I wanna see what one looks like..." Nurse Chambers immediately snapped at him for his comment and shoo'd him back to his duties. "Never mind his banter, here Skopos... take your next batch of calming draught. Followed by a nice tablet of my special stuff..."

She places a red tablet down with the formula, as Morri looked at it suspiciously. She then looks at Chambers to which the nurse smiled a bit and replied "...Tylenol." She then charges Thomas and Vas with tending to the two while she oversaw all medical supervision over the increased wing. Morri's eyes lock onto the two boys for a split second and then returns back to a distant gaze into nothing, her soul weighed by the grim events of the morning. Ilvermorny was ghastly quiet, not a peep in classes or halls as students awaited and faculty meditated. The Headmaster hasn't been seen out of his offices since The Fall. Morri grabs the tablet and drinks the draught, way too deep into herself to focus on the taste. It was almost as if it had no taste. As she dumps the cup back down where she got it. Morri looks over at Kat, who looked just as bad expressionally, and perhaps much worse overall. The girl was bruised and battered from the effects of the fall, a fall that Morri tried her best to save both of them. Make no mistake, she was proud she could rescue her best friend, but the other half of herself was missing spiritually, the half that watched Ria Pocomtuc fall to her doom willingly. Morri instinctively shakes her head over and over again, still trapped in that moment. A single deeded thought penetrated her mind as the bleak sky outside seemed to clear a bit.

You could've saved her.

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Professor Buchanan hadn’t been sure the exact amount of time that had passed, but it certainly felt like a eternity... Running through the expansive halls, yelling at rouge students, trying to remain sane as he struggled to do his job at keeping these children safe. At this point, his icy eyes looked as if he went to war and back. Glazed over in a haze, as if his mind was elsewhere compared to his body...

He held his overcoat his shoulder lazily as he walked. The sound of his methodical, yet exhausted footsteps echoed through the barren halls. His shirt sleeve were lightly rolled, though not past his forearm, seeing as he’d been busy. Shortly the silence began to deafen, the sound of the ever-busy Infirmary growing close.

Petyr’s eyes scanned the Infirmary as he entered, the distinct smells of potions and medicine made him shiver. He hated this type of work. Glancing through the rows of beds, he spotted the pair he was looking for, Morri and Kat. Glancing at the few attendants within the proximity, his eerily calm, yet exhausted tone carried. “Leave me be with the two Horned Serpents.” Methodically he made his walk over, dodging the evacuating attendees, he draping his coat and blazer upon the frame of Morri’s bed. His icy eyes looked softly upon the shaken girl. “It wasn’t your fault Morri... You need to remember that. Everyone in Ilvermorny will somehow think it’s their fault, it’s a grieving tendency with this type of... Situation. But you mustn’t put the weight on yourself, because if you do, you’ll be in no better of a mental place then Ria...”

He knew his words were harsh, but that was the honest truth. Ria had been troubled from whatever maddness Headmaster Fontaine buried with that girl. It wouldn’t do Morri well to dwell. “I understand the girl was a friend of yours, and my sincerest condolences dear...” Petyr gently took a seat upon the footing of the bed, placing his hands in his lap. “And I’ll be here for you like I’ve always have... Nothing will harm you on my watch, nor will you ever be alone... You have my word.”


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Hours Later

Katalina.

Falling, the sensation that never left her. Despite laying still and being transported to the hospital wing Kat remained unconcious, her dreams turned into a nightmare. Playing off the emotion of the scene, her dreams took a terrible turn. Sweating and with a raised heartbeat Kat remained like that for several hours.

Time passing and with Kat finally not sweating anymore she slowly opened her eyes. One at a time she finally blinked before being able to focus on the ceiling. Taking a deep breath through her nose everything seemed staticy. Like she whacked her head on wood. Hands slowly closing and opening it was like she was running a diagnostic on herself. Trying to move she cringed up and grunted suddenly. Her body ached and the pain all struck her at once.

With the stimulation flooding her head she hadn't even had time to comprehend the emotions around her. Slowly but surely it all began to flood back. Eyes fluttering her head slowly rested backwards as her head screamed from everything piling ontop of each other. Arms jolting up suddenly the horrible pain ran through them as they moved far before they should have. Twitching suddenly the pain overwhelmed her and she passed out once more.

The noise of voices and movement caused Kat to open her eyes once more. Having been semi-concious for some time she finally began to move. Arms slowly moving she tried to reach for her head but the pain quickly disuaded her from continuing. Finally giving in to not being able to move she began to tear up. She couldn't remember what happened and now, having woken up she wasn't even entirely sure where she was.​
 
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Thomas entered the Hospital Wing right after Nurse Chambers, eyes still unfocused on the path before him. He heard a vague instruction to sit down first and calm down. He hadn't known Vas was there either. He was just sitting there, staring at the wall as the nurse and her Pukwudgie Wayiso were doing most of the work for the first few minutes. When he closed his eyes, he could still see her falling body. It was peaceful, but he only felt dread whenever he thought about it. Thomas knew what losing someone felt like. He knew how to cope with it. He knew and yet he still couldn't breathe. He shot up from the chair and then headed to a cupboard, earning a scowl from Wayiso and a concerned look from Nurse Chambers. He grabbed an aged bottle of Calming Draught - one he brewed himself at the start of the year - and then popped the cap. Before anyone could tell him otherwise, he downed half of it quickly.

He let the the potion do its work. His erratic breathing became normal. His heart began slowing its beat. He could hear things clearly now. He felt light all of a sudden. He turned to Nurse Chambers. "I'll only drink once a day, I promise." He knew how addicting potion could be and its adverse effects if taken one too many times. He's learned all about it in Potions and from being an assistant in the hospital wing. He knew how to take things moderately. He wouldn't be a good Healer if he didn't. Seeing as they won't be able to do anything about it now, Nurse Chambers allowed him the luxury of using the potion to calm himself. If anything, so that he could help around to take care of the other students and usher out those who were done.

Thomas took a deep breath and then began his work, handing out potions when needed - knowing where each one was. He then noticed Vas there and gave him a weak wave and a small smile, finding the presence of another Pukwudgie - or well, the one of his house - sobering. He knows that Vas had his own skills in Healing though it does seem like he doesn't plan on being a Healer. Vas was a good cook too - the two bumped into each other frequently in the kitchen. Thomas always offered his food to taste and vice versa. Thomas wasn't sure if you'd call it a friendship, but he sure did. Thomas did wonder what he was doing there. Vas was not part of the Infirmary staff nor was he a student volunteer. Huh, he must have thought it was way worse than it really is. Nevertheless, his presence is truly appreciated.

Thomas then brought himself over to Kat to survey her injuries. Most of it, Nurse Chambers had already healed. Her bandages need to be reapplied every now and then. After all, since Kat didn't like drinking potions, they had to resort it to mostly Non-Maj healing techniques along with wand-based healing. But they weren't enough to close wounds completely and the nasty and deep gashes she had taken weren't going anywhere without a potion to heal it. Nevertheless, Thomas decided that he'd do his best to aid her. She was a good friend - and she had already picked him apart ever since they started talking. If he didn't know better, he would have thought that she was a natural legilemens and she was reading his mind, but more often than not, she knew what he was feeling and only manage to coax it out of him.

It was no wonder she was precious to him, even if it was just in the most platonic of sense.

He waved his wand to reapply the bandages that had been soaked with her blood. The bleeding was slowing down and there wasn't any cause for worry anymore. Her muscles must be sore, though, but they couldn't do anything about that. Maybe they should have made bandages that soothe the aching muscles. Non-Maj people had that Salonpas though, maybe those would help... if only they had some in stock here. Unfortunately, they didn't. He turned to Wayiso as he spouted off in his usually grumpy state about the rules.... and... condoms? Thomas groaned internally at the mention of them, a small rose tint on his cheeks as he backed away from his finished work on Kat.

He turned to face Morri who still had that far-off look on her face. He watched with mild amusement as she whipped out Tylenol. Really, you have to appreciate those Non-Maj medicine. Maybe that's why they don't have Salonpas, because they have tablets. It was kind of painful to see Morri in this way, but he figured that it was understandable. If it wasn't for the Draught, he might be distraught now too. Thomas offered Morri a nod when their eyes locked together and he moved towards her. "Hey Morri." He called out in a soft voice, barely over a whisper where only Morri could hear it. "I'm not sure what to say really. But you did what you could Morri. Everyone just stared, but you... you managed to actually do something. I don't know if this is any reassurance, but..." He trailed off. He looked down for a moment, letting silence reign once more. "Here's your wand." He continued, placing it on the bedside table.

Thomas felt a familiar presence - the presence that drowns out all others and pressed everyone to turn their heads down and listen. Professor Buchanan had arrived. He turned to him when the professor demanded everyone to leave - no doubt there to provide the soft and caring support to his precious Horned Serpents. He's heard about the soft side he shows and Thomas has heard it before when he is in the Hospital Wing. He bowed his head. "Of course Professor Buchanan." Thomas headed back to a chair and then whirled the half-empty potion he had drank from earlier. He wasn't feeling anything yet, which was good. The effect lasted, at the very least. He sat down, leaned back and closed his eyes for a moment. As soon as Professor Buchanan would leave, he'd check up on the two again. Being a personal assistant and nurse had its benefits - he didn't need to worry about any other student coming in because of a jinx gone wrong or because they fell off Flying practice.
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Vas entered the infirmary helpimg to carry vas and durimg the next few hours added were he could witn the two horned serpent girls. Mostly he cast a spell to reduce the various cuts and scrapes Kat suffered. He hadnt had much success beyond one or two of the wounds as potions were needed for those. It was frustrating not to be able to do more dispite this little improvement. Still the presence of Skopos provided a little amusement in a tense and quite atmosphere of the infirmary.

He was there when Kat first woke up. "Oh hey sleepy head..." He went to comment but soon realised something was wrong when he noted Kat tense up followed by a scream of pain. He took his wand out sickly and tried to cast s calming spell but Kat sudden jolt of her arms knocked the wand out of his hand. He cursed and thinking quickly tried to take kats arm and tried to pin her down so she wouldnt hurt herself. "Kat! Easy! Easy now.... The nurse will be here and take the pain away..." He tried to say comfortingly until the Nurse came in to calm the situation down. Once Kat calmed he stepped back and let out a series of greek swears.

When the headmaster came he stepped away as asked and simply observed the nurse make some of the drought looking sullen. It was than when he noticed Thomas there as well and forced a smile. He wanted to think of a smart commentto say and lighten the mood of the infirmary but the only thing that came to mind was. "An interesting few hours huh?"
 
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Defense Against the Dark Arts VI
Charms VI
Martial Magic II
Magical History of The United States of America


Direct -> Kat |Vas | Thomas | Buchanan

Morri's semi-trance was snapped when she'd seen her best friend jolt and writhe about as Chambers, Thomas, and Vas tried to tend to her. Kat was in and out of consciousness, and Morri didn't like the state she was in. When Thomas reapplied new bandages, she seemed still in an intense amount of pain from moving. She'd catch on sooner or later it'd be in her best interest to stop moving. Morri wanted to tell her that herself, but she was still too far gone in her mind. She felt nothing but a coldness in her soul. Kat had her empathic episodes and when combined with physical trauma it would end up a bad time for the girl. It was why Morri had promised Kat's mother after their friendship was solidified after 4th year she'd always look out for Kat and have her back, thus on top of the status of Kat's family that no one really knew of, Morri took a noble duty to accord with Mrs. Romanova. Kat was more than just a friend, she was almost like family as well after all the years they've spent together. All the Quidditch practices and games, library sessions, lunches, classes, covert parties, all of it... Morri probably wouldn't have a will to be at this place had she lost Kat. Kat was the daring one, while Morri was the one that sat back and shined from the background, but now it seems Morri would have to be the one to rise to action.

She seemed a fit when she tried to move on the bed, knocking Vas' wand from his person. With everyone all over her it was just making it worse. She already had pain and empathy to deal with, added worries and emotions of others would only add to the stack. Morri could only manage to muster out a few words. "Stop smothering her... she needs space." Morri hadn't ignored Thomas' kind words either, the girl was just too pensive to say anything back. Thomas had a good heart, but how could anyone really know what to say after something like this? She only stared at her wand he placed by her as it brought wretched memories of hours before. Flashes of spells. Smoke. Ria. Morri couldn't even look at it. And then the sharp command of a voice. His voice. Buchanan was here. Morri could only imagine what the man was going to say. He had a way of somehow relating to Morri when seemingly no one else could. She could only pray that was the case now.

It was when he met her eyes with his, that she could see the amount of concern on his face. His eyes had a layer of affection, otherwise never seen by the forthright and steeled man. That alone was enough to make Morri want to cry. To see a human that still had life and emotion in their eyes, aside from the opposite in which she's experienced lately. But when he spoke his words, his soothing voice in her ear, they were profound and direct... but also there was a light to them. A sense of sympathy in such a way that didn't take away from the reality of his message. He'd done what most wouldn't do in that situation. He told her like it was, no sugar coat, no fantasy talk. Morri was told what she needed to hear, and that's what the girl always required deep down. She responded to strength. He sat at her bedfoot and made the singlemost caring gesture he'd made to her in all the years he's watched her grow. In his eyes it was making a teacher's / protector's promise, but to Morri, he was soldifying that she was the daughter he never had, that unlike her real father, he wasn't leaving. This would be the usual part where the girl would bawl in emotions and some sappy embrace would occur, but everyone knew Morri was hardened. The speech was more than enough for her to appreciate the gravity of. Not many understood Buchanan and Morri's kinship, probably not even the faculty or Kat, but it was Buchanan who saw something in Morri when she was only 11 years old, when she had no idea about what potential even meant.

Morri sniffles one sharp time before pushing herself up with newfound energy, looking back at Buchanan and then to her sheets before her with wandering eyes. Opening herself up to speak, she took a deep exhale and fiddled with her hands as she tried to quell the nerves running through her system. "You know the last thing she said to me Buch?... She said NO. Just a simple no. She spoke more volumes of sentences in that one word than can ever be determined through explanation. She looked at me... like she knew. Like she knew it would be me to save her. As if it was only me and her out there." Morri then looks at her wand with a disapproving face. "She was SO convinced that nothing else was worth moving forward for. Ria, the strongest Thunderbird I knew literally had no filter on wanting things to end." Morri then looks over at Kat, with her new bandages on and recovering from her little physical spat. "It's supposed to be the three of us in here... I could've saved her Buch. Kat. I could've saved her. But she didn't want it."

Nurse Chambers could only standby and listen to the girl vent, even a small tear forming in the stoic woman's eyes. Wayiso tends to the others, as he gathers supplies and cups. The little reclusive Pukwudgie tries to play off wiping his eyes as if he had allergies. "...damn stories." Morri then looks outside towards the sky, a bit brighter than this morning, but still a bit bleak. She imagined Ria looking somewhere, somehow, back at her with all the answers she'd never get to know. Morri then balled up her fists, a spout of anger seeding inside of her as she remembered screaming in Ria's face, asking her 'why' over and over again. "Why...WHY!? Why would she do that!? What happened that night that was so horrendous that it could lead to this!?" Her necklace, Stardust, begin to glow brighter than usual as she breathed heavier with tensed muscles. When she realized this, she started to calm herself down. She looked back to Kat, thankful she managed to save at least her. She knew that being upset like this wouldn't help Kat, as she'd absorb Morri's feelings into her own, so instead Morri focused on the effects of the Calming Draught and relaxed herself. She indirectly addresses to Kat and Buchanan at the same time, but more in a trance state as she looked at the ceiling. "I'm okay... I promise." ​
 
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Professor Buchanan studied the girl profoundly, knowing she wasn’t the emotion type. However, he could see the hint in her eyes, something was happening... However Morri quickly dove back in grief, typical human nature, but still alarming. Sighing as he listened to her words, he looked at his feet as he processed the information.

“Some people in this world are just inept to care about human life anymore Mor,,, It’s a hard pill to swallow at your age, but it’s one we all learn...” Glancing to M-. His Auror? His calm eyes quickly shifted to their typical hardened form as the man staring back at him had been his first kill. Oscar Unwin. Blinking for a moment, the man dissipated back into Morri, hopefully in time to hide the relapse...

“But you’ve got to remember, life is so ironic, it takes sadness to know happiness. It takes noise to appreciate silence, and absense to value presence...” Petyr ran a careful hand through his beard, pondering the words he just spoke. “My past has shadows, so I see the light. My job screams at me daily, so I treasure the still silence of flight. I’ve never settled down with a family, so I treasure my students... It’s a cruel reality, but it’s mine.”

“Now the question is, what will yours be? Will people remember Morri as that girl who jumped from the towers after her friend? Will they remember her as the girl who descended into darkness, never finding the light again? Or will they remember you as the strong girl who never gave in, and powered on?” Taking a deep breath, he shrugged lightly. “Now tell me, what do you want in life?”



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Thomas watched, in not even mild amusement, as Vas tried to calm Kat down and ended up with his wand on the ground. They were the little things that, when taken out of context, is really funny. But when you're seeing it in his lens - it was anything but. He was seeing a person thrashing around thanks to pain and a healer trying to see if he could help in any way. The bandages would have surely come undone, but Thomas knew that he could leave it there for a few more minutes before checking on her again. Vas was skilled with his wand, doing his best on the cuts and bruises that could be healed. Thomas focused more on Morri, but she didn't need as much care as Kat did. You could not heal psychological damage with only a wave of the wand, after all. What they needed was time. And sometimes, company. They all differed. Kat had passed out again - if because of pain or actual tiredness, Thomas didn't know. He wondered if there was anything else that could help her in this state. Potions were all out of the question.

With then closed eyes, he focused back on the world around him. If anything, to escape intrusive thoughts. He could hear Nurse Chambers going around and talking, and taking care, of the other students. Vas was moving, based on the heavy steps he took - different from the usual hustle and bustle of the hospital wing. Vas was even scolded by Morri, he remembered. But most of all, he heard snippets of Morri and the Professor's conversation. Accidentally, of course. His breath hitched and he rolled his head to the side, opening his eyes to look at the nurse - his mentor and boss. He let out a small grumble upon seeing how the woman's face softened and Wayiso aggressively wiped away his own tears at the outburst. Thomas closed his eyes again and returned to his original position, now actively trying to block out the personal conversation. Listening in was bad. Especially since this was Morri.

He bit his lip until it bled as emotions began to swirl inside him once more - every mixture of sadness, grief, anger, disbelief and helplessness mixing together in one big ball of negative emotions that made him want to curl up and cry. He tasted the iron in his mouth but he continued biting down, as if the pain of his stinging lip was going to be enough to disract him, even momentarily. But it didn't. Without opening his eyes, he brought up the flask and finishing the rest of the potion, letting the last gulp linger in his mouth for a moment before swallowing it. He felt numb again, and that was the way he wanted it. He brushed his thumb against his lip, letting it come away with blood. It would heal soon, and the stinging feeling was still a sort of reprieve. He didn't want it gone just yet.

Vas' approach did not go unnoticed by the healer. Thomas looked up at him, wiping away his blood onto his robe. "Understatement of the millenia." He replied, though Thomas knew that Vas was only trying to lighten up the mood. He turned his head ever so slightly to where Professor Buchanan and the girls were. "It still feels so surreal." He then frowned, looking at the now finished draught. "Or maybe, that's just the Calming Draught." He continued, making an attempt to a joke as well, though this one seemed darker in nature. He placed the empty flask onto the desk near him to remind himself that he needed permission to make another one for the next day. "How are you holding up Vas?" He asked, though seemed hesitant at first. Thomas didn't feel the need to tell him how he was doing. The need for the Draught already made it obvious.
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Vas smirked before letting out a loud yawn without bothering to cover hid mouth. Indeed he looked tired despite his smile and seemed to favour leaning on his desk rather than relying on his own two feet, "Sadly i cant say this was my first "surreal" day like this." He said recalling the day he discovered he was a wizard. "However i still feel like i need a long date with my pillow, to sleep until summer was here." He said before sighing.

He took a moment and thought back at what had happened. "How does a person does that? Just off herself infront of everyone and almost take Kat with her." He frowned. "I dont care what issues you have, life is meant to be lived not to off of when things go hard."
 
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Looking around Kat picked up on the figures within the room. As the events of earlier began to slowly return to her, Kat looked down at her arms. While still covered in a blanket, she took some relief in feeling her legs. Moving her toes slowly she did the same with her fingers. Movements stopping she just took in the room. Finally, she heard Morri's voice raise up amongst the rustling of beds and students. Slowly sitting up she let her back rest against her pillows. Seeing the nurse walking away Kat once more looked up to hear part of Morri's conversation.

Eyes watching the pair talk she followed Buchanan's eyes down to where he was looking. Glancing at him she then looked to Morri. Hearing the exchange she felt like speaking up, but decided to not budge in. However, Morri's cry made Kat's skin crawl. The anguish was palpable yet Kat simply took a deep breath and managed to keep composed. Despite Morri saying she was okay, Kat could feel beneath the surface and her pain was real. Looking down, she knew she wasn't in any condition to move around quickly. Sighing she looked back up at Morri and began to speak. Mouthing the words, no sound came out. Not picking up on this over the voice of Thomas and Vas she thought that Morri didn't hear her.

Trying again, Kat decided to do it louder. Once more, no noise escaped but this time, Kat realized this but thinking it was a fluke tried one last time. Instead of words, she started to cough. With no one able to hear her Kat's eyes began to go wide. The feeling of panic began to quickly turn to dread. Her climb had taken far more than she had ever expected.... why did Ria have to... It was then the events of the morning floated into her mind. The fall, Ria jumped. Kat thought about it hard, she remembered it before she lost conciousness not long after. Remembering Morri's words earlier it dawned on her that Ria had killed herself and may have tried to take Kat with her... or did she need an audience. Mind racing Kat began to wonder if Ria chose the day she was to climb the tree for a reason. Thoughts drifting quickly from her voice to the morning Kat seemed to forget, atleast for the moment that her voice had left her.​
 
If Wren sat, staring at the ceiling for long enough, she could convince herself that Ria wasn't dead.
Or get neck ache.
That was the point about having imaginations though; they were so useful for escaping reality. But, Wren knew in her hearts of hearts that she could not pretend that Ria was alive. So there was no point wallowing in fear, guilt, shame and sadness. She needed to speak to a teacher. She needed to get up and feel productive. Perhaps Wren should go to the hospital wing and see how Kat and Morri were doing.
Wren had ran away from the scene of the death after she had come to realize what had happened. Like every other student. Just another cowardly face in a crowd. A sheep that could not look anything remotely horrible in the face. But Morri could. As could Thomas and Vas. And who knows how many students. Wren got up, and walked slowly to the hospitable wing. So slowly, that she was able to sort her jumbled thoughts. That was the thing with being alone - Wren's thoughts were always in order. Though, it also meant that overthinking was her downfall. It was ironic - when alone she could think about thinks carefully - but when in company, she acted before she thought.
Wren knew she would not be allowed to go to the hospital wing, so flung on her invisibility cloak. It had been a gift from her Grandma, a possession she took pride in. So, that was why she was able to slip into the hospital wing unnoticed and hear Morri's outburst. Wren shook away the bad feeling and revealed herself to Kat and Thomas. She immediately saw Kat trying to speak. Fear and panic clutched at Wren's heart. Her first thought was shock. Shock had maybe taken Kat's voice. But, then realization dawned on her - in the modern age of magic, there was a possibility that Ria had struck a spell at Kat. Or someone had. God. Wren covered her mouth in fear and crouched beside Kat and awkwardly placed an arm on her shoulder. Wren knew she had no right - she had never cared for Kat. Not ever. But now... Wren shook off the feeling of sickness and rubbed her hand up and down on Kat's back.
"Morri's fine, Kat." Wren wasn't sure if her voice held enough conviction but oh well. "Are you?" Wren didn't want Kat to think she was jumping to conclusions that Kat couldn't speak. Kat seemed strong. Stronger than Morri --- Morri seemed more affected than Kat. And then there was Wren - weakest of them all. Her face burned with shame. Coward. Bloody coward. You deserve to take Ria's place.
Wren marched over to Morri and Buchanan, never having cared for either, but now things were different.
"Now listen here, Morri, I know your sad. We all bloody hell are, but that doesn't mean Kat isn't hurt. We all want answers. But Kat is more important right now. She was there with Ria. I'm sure she can say a whole lot more than we can."
And I can, a quite voice whispered to Wren, I was there the night Ria lost it.
"And she's alive. We can do something for her. Ria--- well, Ria, none of us can bring her back from the dead."
They probably think me hard, Wren thought. Hard and uncaring. Bury the insecurities under a determined, unemotional face.
That was the Wren way.​
 
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Defense Against the Dark Arts VI
Charms VI
Martial Magic II
Magical History of The United States of America


Direct -> Wren| Kat |Vas | Thomas | Buchanan
NPC -> Chambers, Wayiso

Buchanan was delivering counter words to her venting, with Morri just shaking her head and refuting his claims. Yes people lose the will to live. Not Ria Pocomtuc. It was as farfetched of a notion to consider as it was to imagine Morri becoming suicidal and no longer wanting to continue in the world. Morri was staring at the foot of her bed in a daze, not aware of the fact Buchanan had looked at her a bit odd for a moment before blinking back into his usual composed state of mind. But, his words to follow were very profound and began to resonate deeply with Morri. He was right, you couldn't have the light without the darkness, and even from that, it's up to the individual to decide who it is they wish to become. She'd always wondered why Buch never had a family of his own, the man was smart enough, well-off, and a noble man.. though a bit biased. When he asked Morri what it was she wanted out of life, you'd think the girl ignored the question altogether. She simply stared into her bed sheets, but really she was thinking. She scrunches her lips very mildly. What did she want? "I'm still composed enough to know I would never do harm like that to myself, and I want..."

She thinks for a moment, before looking over to Buchanan. "I want to make a difference. Not be some well-known scholar, or some powerful witch, or donate to charities... all of that is nice but I want to fulfill a calling." It was then that spontaneous footsteps had manifested in the immediate vicinity of Morri and Buch, the girl jumping and instinctively went in the direction of her wand. She'd just been through a very shocking event, sufficient to say the girl was on edge, especially from the random appearance of Wren. How the hell and where the hell? She stood looking over her and Buch, and proceeded to try to express rather directly about the gravity of the situation, that Kat is alive and should be the focus. Morri's brows furrowed and she gave a quick and sharp glance, that lightened a bit when she saw Kat seemingly in a struggle, trying to speak yet couldn't, but when Morri's eyes locked back onto Wren, they went a bit darker than people are used to seeing from a student with Morri's reputation. Nurse Chambers walks up briskly. "Excuse me, how did you get in--" She sees the cloak and puts a hand on her hip with a stern look. "You need to be IN your chambers. Headmaster's orders. Your friends will be fine until--"

Morri interrupts the nurse unintentionally as she speaks from pure passion. "She was there with Ria?? WE were there with Ria. Kat and I BOTH tried to save Ria... who as you so gracefully put it can't be brought back. What does me being sad have to do with Kat being hurt? You think just because I'm not hurt or dead I'm not suffering? How can Kat say anything other than me? She had no idea, we had no idea. Or anyone else who had no idea what that girl was going through." Morri lifts herself off the bed, with Nurse Chambers holding a hand up to suggest Morri lie down and to diffuse the girl. Wayiso sets his tray down, a sly grin on his face "Oh shit... this should be good. Damn standoffs." Morri approaches Wren, her Stardust necklace glowing a bit brighter. "In fact... you're a Thunderbird.. you should know better than anyone. Why is it that NONE of this was mentioned or sought out the entire week since The Incident?" Wren stood there seemingly indifferent and stoic, which made Morri wonder just what her angle was. "Why are you even here? Why sneak in with a cloak and mention Kat at all? Why not just request to visit from the Headmaster like a regular student would? Why go through all that if there's nothing to say as you put it?" Nurse Chambers interjects again, this time her tone more stern "Enough!" Morri's wand starts to emit a very faint tone as she continues her conjecture. "You're not the one that saw Ria die FEET away from you. You're not the one that watched her negate your chances to save her, or watch your best friend tumble down the tree wondering if she's alive too, if it was enough to save her...!" Morri's wand gets a bit louder, it starts to vibrate a bit. Morri honestly didn't mean to get so blunt, a simple comment at the wrong time now turned into curiosity and animosity at Wren's intentions... where was she during Ria's nightmare? Where was she before the tree event this morning? Morri was latching and projecting her inner feelings onto Wren, realizing this she started to calm down a bit, her wand going silent yet again, Stardust going back to regular hue.

"Enough. Ms. Wren... Mr. Anastasios, back to your quarters. Promptly."

The presence of the air felt lighter suddenly, as Headmaster Fontaine entered the infirmary in a stoic remorse. The nurse goes over and silently talks to him on the status of the two main students of focus. He nods to Thomas in a noble respect for his aid in the situation. He then squats beside a faltering Kat and Morri, looking at both of them in even sight. Fontaine was known to be a bit of a hard ass as well as a wise one, both negative and positive connotations of the word. But in this moment, he would seem the opposite. He bows his head in sympathy and looks at Kat. "I...I wanna say I'm sorry, but I know it doesn't cut it. What you girls saw and went through today. But you know what has to happen now right? I have to be that guy. Question you. You are two astounding students, I'll always be here for you. So just know that no matter what happens, I got your back. You have to be frank with me. Yes?" Morri nods in solemn respect, looking at Buch for some comfort. "Did you know Ria was on the Snakewood Tree? Witnesses said there was smoke... what were you all doing there? Dozens of students, what happened? What did you experience?" Morri speaks as briskly as she could "Kat is pretty bruised up, I don't think she can talk much now, but she can confirm or deny. But... basically, Kat-- we wanted to climb the Snakewood Tree as a spectacle to start the new week off with some fun... thought it'd be a good idea you know? Lift everyone's spirits..." Morri's voice gets a bit scratchy as Fontaine eyes her Stardust necklace with a deep gaze. "Kat climbed... the smoke was a fumos spell to sheath her from view. Everyone was excited and into it... but I was looking out for her, I was concerned because I didn't want anything to go wrong... and then it did. I heard a scream... s-she was already up there..." Morri's eyes water as she finally succumbs her will to emotion. "She was falling... and Kat was tumbling I slowed Kat and cast a spell to stop Ria from falling but b-but--" Morri simply looks at The Headmaster, a tear rolling down. She reluctantly sucks up a deep empowering breath. "She cancelled my spell. I didn't know she was up there... no one did. I wasn't fast enough. I-- I had her, right in my sights. And she just...she said no. And then her body--" Morri's emotions seized her as she couldn't even stomach herself to say it. What she saw, how mangled Ria was but her face was so.... at peace. What she thought she spoke only in her mind ended up spewing out of her mouth, it was a thought seeded yet again, this time she'd said it aloud. "I wasn't enough.."

Headmaster Fontaine pulls Morri's jaw in his direction, so that she couldn't ignore his next bit of information. "Morri Lillith Skopos, I'm going to tell you something I'm sure Petyr here has already said. You were more than enough. Don't EVER think that you're not enough. Know who you are. I know you two feel guilty as if there was something different you could've done, but nothing was going to stop her from doing that. That's not your control, nor your fault. Students said if it weren't for your quick wit, Kat would be dead. There'd be two deaths instead of one. Honor yourself. Judging from the look on Kat's face, and Petyr's, and Nurse Chambers, the students in here....and me.... we sure honor you." The Headmaster comes over to join Buchanan. His chest puffed out in strength for the students, almost like a beacon of hope for the two distraught girls. "I'm sorry. Deeply. Ria was a light to us all, I wish you girls didn't have to go through that. Get some rest. For all our sakes.... Petyr... the fact is two of your students conspired to climb the sacred tree that is assuredly off limits. I trust you'll find a proper punishment of deduction for points." He then looks over to Ria's old infirmary bed, full of love and affectionate items. He wanders over and runs his hand along the bed, touching the flowers and cards with closed eyes. He opens them again with watery retina, and following a bowed head of remorse, takes his leave from the infirmary. "I also trust you'll award them for their unconditional bravery and selflessness in their efforts to save a fellow student and friend. After you do that, proceed to the Dining Hall for the school meeting." He swiftly takes his leave from the hospital wing, and into the halls of Ilvermorny.

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"DINING HALL MEETING IN 30 MINUTES."​
 
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Thomas looked at Vas, as if searching for something inside his words. Searching for how this 'surreal' feeling differed from Thomas', and he was obviously disappointed when he couldn't share the feeling. For Thomas, this would also be his second time - and he still didn't know how to cope with it. He looked back to the wall. "Yeah... sleep is good. If you can, that would be ideal." He wasn't sure how anyone can really sleep when they saw the fall - but he guessed everyone had different tolerances to death. Thomas, well, he wasn't sure how well he would sleep that night. Or if he could sleep at all. Or if he needed more of that Calming Draught if he wanted to actually keep calm throughout this experience.

He looked up to Vas again. "Maybe. But you can't blame them, if they think there is no more options." Thomas pointed out, not feeling sadness nor anger from Vas' talk. No reaction to his anger. "Ria was a strong person, but everyone breaks you know? Guess she might be at her limit." Though, he could understand where Vas was coming from. With her death came everyone's spirits, and Kat's life... almost. But he couldn't bring himself to be angry at her choices. Thomas knew the feeling all too well. Even as a young child, he has thought about it. Having people around helped. It made him wonder why Ria never spoke up. "There might have be-"

Thomas stopped himself when someone appeared beside Kat's bed. Wren. He stood up, quick enough to surprise him, but it may have been the fact that Wren was not supposed to be there. She was supposed to be in her room like the other students, because that was the order. But then he stopped himself from speaking out when she began to soothe Kat who he only now noticed was trying to speak out but couldn't. She literally could not. He wanted to say something - perhaps help Kat out and maybe tell it to Nurse Chambers to see if they can do something about it. But then Wren began to regard Morri in the most stoic voice he had heard someone who had witnessed death could muster.

Thomas was surprised when Morri blew up, though he shouldn't have been. She was already emotional and this could happen. This would have happened eventually, if someone were to speak that way to Morri. He seemed to shrink down, pacing behind Nurse Chambers as if to hide from Morri's anger. He watched as Morri got angrier and angrier, her necklace glowing brighter. The young healer couldn't have possibly done anything to calm her down - not even Nurse Chambers could do so right now. He didn't know how this situation would have been diffused, but then Headmaster Fontaine came. His voice washed over them like a calming wave and he ordered for Vas and Wren to go back to their rooms. Thomas had expected he would be called back too, but he was not called out. Instead, the Headmaster gave him a nod - perhaps in appreciation of his efforts for that day. Thomas bowed his head towards him and respectfully distanced himself from them once again to allow them some privacy, but he could still hear it.

Thomas turned his head towards Kat after Headmaster Fontaine left. It made Thomas wonder if he had to go there as well, but for now, he had some other person he needed to tend to. And he had himself to look after too. Thomas grabbed some parchment and then took out his enchanted quill from inside his robe and then handed those to Kat. "The quill's enchanted so it won't run out of ink." He then whispered. "I would have given you a muggle pen but we might get in trouble." He then gave her a small smile at the joke and then leaned back once more. "We tried our best to cover up your wounds without the use of potions so we need to change your bandages every now and then. Don't move too much, okay? You have some pretty deep scars." He explained before nodding at her and waiting for her response. A simple nod would have been sufficient as he would back away to let Morri and Kat have their talk. The two were best friends and he would be intruding if he stayed too close to them, he felt.
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Looking up to Wren, Kat wanted very much to lean into the soothing touch. The hand moving Kat once more looked up to Wren as she was addressed. Opening her mouth Kat tried to say something... along the lines of not being okay. Yet, she wasn't able to say the words she so needed to say. Tearing up she closed her eyes to avoid worrying anything. Leaning back into her bed Kat took a deep breath and tried to relax herself. At this moment she wonder what it was like to have a calming draught. Feeling her stomach ache at just the concept Kat shuddered. Keeping her eyes closed she silently wept. However, the noise of Wren speaking again and the sudden surge for Morri made Kat open her eyes again. Gaze fixed on Morri they danced between Stardust and Morri's face.

Moving in her bed she sat up suddenly and tried to scream for them to stop but she only managed to start coughing. Feeling Morri's remorse turning to anger wasn't something she wanted to see... more or less experience with her distraught friend. Biting her lip hard Kat drew blood. Wincing she sucked her lip in slightly to cover it, the pain clouding out the overwhelming feelings.

"You're not the one that saw Ria die FEET away from you. You're not the one that watched her negate your chances to save her, or watch your best friend tumble down the tree wondering if she's alive too, if it was enough to save her...!"

Hearing that, Kat feel the wash of emotions. She hadn't known Ria died... Taking a deep breath Kat once more close her eyes and shifted in her bed. The tears now streaming down her face she focused elsewhere. The time now flowing away from her. The commotion of Morri and Wren dying quickly... that was until she felt a very different set of emotions. Someone she knew very well... distinctly. Almost as well as Morri but for the opposite reason. She used this to avoid him during her antics... but now feeling him she was very relieved. The headmaster walking it made her slowly shift from where she was. Hearing his voice diffuse the situation she once more opened her eyes.

With his arrival, many made their exit. However, he soon focused in on the both of them. Coming to sit by them Kat looked over. She didn't know how to feel right now, she was torn in half. Half of herself struggling to repel that which was surrounding her while the other half managed her own emotions. Listening intently, she began to choke up. But, when he finished... she began to speak. Sadly, once more she couldn't. Luckily her savior was present and spoke up quickly. Having not known all that occured in detail she heard it through Morri's recounting. Hearing how Morri had saved her made Kat begin to tear up heavily. Struggling to maintain herself she flooded over. Crying heavily for several moments she finally regained herself in a quick breath.

Laying back, she stopped paying attention, the time for listening was over. That was until the Sonorus knocked her out of her semi-coma like state. Feeling Thomas approach once the headmaster left she slowly turned her head towards him. Taking what he was giving her she quickly set it down before he managed to get very far away. Reaching out to grab him she nearly slid off the side of the bed. Snagging his hand she gently tugged him back towards her.

Once she was sure he knew she didn't want him to move she slowly scribbled out "Sit please.". ​
 
He frowned. "Sure everyone breaks but death is never to be considered as an option. However she is not strong, strong is when you break and still rebuild yourself." He said shaking his head, he was going to say more but Wren's arrival and the Nurse putting her foot down but an end to the conversation. He watched curiously before the headmaster told him to take a hike. It was expected of course but he felt a little affronted at him being chewed out while Thomas was treated with respect. Not that Thomas didnt deserve it but it was not like Vas just came here to stare at the sick people.

There was nothing to be done though. "Well. Will see you around Thomas." He said walking out of the infirmary looking to just drop on his bed and sleep the night away. He barely made half way to the dormitory when he heard the call about the school assembly. He cursed. "This becoming like a whore's, fencepost." He muttered in greek feeling like things were getting ridiculous.
 
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Professor Buchanan gave a light nod at Morri’s answer regarding his question, knowing the girl had no true dark motives. She wasn’t like him... Thank God for that...

Hearing a pair of recognizable footsteps, Petyr quickly rose from his seat next to his protégée as Headmaster Fontaine entered the room. Narrowing his eyes back to their typical needle-like glance, he watched the Headmaster with meticulous eyes. Listening to the poor attempt at a apology on his part, even piggy-backing off of his own sincerity, he heaved a sigh as he carefully crossed his arms.

Zoning out the rest of the Headmaster’s words, he quickly snapped to attention when his name was mentioned about duties. “I’ll handle it accordingly, Sir,” Petyr droned as he glanced at the two girls with a non-wavering glance. Quickly he snapped his head to watch the Headmaster leave, most likely off to round the rest of the falculty for the apparent meeting.

Petyr glanced down at the two girls with carefully softened eyes, and sighed. “The two of you will be present for detention for the remainder of the month to assist with grading papers and whatever I task you with. However, I will reward the pair of you with one thing each. A favor. Whenever you wish to use it, I shall do whatever it is you ask, regardless of legality or juvenile delinquency.” His stoic face quickly curled into a simper, “Trust me, a favor can be bigger than anything physical... I know from experience.”

Bending down to pick up his coats from Morri’s bed frame, he took a step towards the girl. Carefully taking her wand from her hand, Petyr gently set the object upon the nightstand that divided the two girls. “You’re in no danger Morri, no need for that here... Don’t want to rattle that Nurse Boy eh?”

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Defense Against the Dark Arts VI
Charms VI
Martial Magic II
Magical History of The United States of America


Direct -> Kat |Buchanan
NPC -> Chambers, Wayiso

Morri felt a bit like crap, her emotions conflicting her like two clashing tidal waves. She knew she was still very much in mode from the events of the morning, and it wasn't going away anytime soon. The fact that a stranger to her (though she knew her name and acquaintance) appeared from nowhere real sudden and tried to tell Morri of all people what was important... that's something that when stacked can be a big no no for the iron-willed lass. Nevertheless, Buch was right, there was no danger at all. Despite Morri's disposition for Wren, the girl had come along to help, she should've picked a better way to translate it however. Nerves could be a fluctuating thing. When she heard that her and Kat would have a month straight of detention under Buch's command, Morri was simply too detached to register it, all she did was nod in agreement. It beats missing Quidditch she figured. Upon his deliverance of the reward, a favor to cash in at any moment regardless of the level of task, Morri equally registered it as casual, but in the back of her mind thought it very useful for the future. One never knew what would commence at this school, so it was good to know. Morri lays back on her bed, looking over to Kat with remorseful and yearning eyes. Of what, she didn't really know at the moment. She looked at Nurse Boy aka Thomas as Buchanan quelled her and began his exfil towards the hall meeting. As he did, Morri noticed a distinct red are on his left forearm, as if he had some bad rash or something. It was soreness level red, and Morri's trance slightly snapped in awareness of this. She pointed to his skin in that area, her finger inches away from touching it as she asked in a casual yet deepened interest.

"Are you okay? What's that?"

She looked at his face then she asked, wondering if he'd gotten it somehow in the scuffle to clear the courtyard earlier in the day. Nurse Chambers peeks a head over while cleaning some trays and brewing some new remedies, a bit busy to directly come over. Wayiso tends to the other students not even paying attention anymore since Headmaster Fontaine left. She looked back to Kat, remembering her best friend couldn't talk. Thomas was taking good care of her. Morri saw his gaze change a bit, very subtle changes that 99% of the world wouldn't care to detect, but she didn't know if it was her natural reputable instincts, or her increased adrenal awareness from the gravity of everything, but her interest was growing by the second. ​
 
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Professor Buchanan made his turn to leave, however Morri’s concerned made him stop in his tracks. “What’s that?” Turning his head to see the girl pointed to his wrist, he knew the exact culprit. His Mark. Taking a shallow breath, he nodded, slowly rolling down his sleeves to avoid more attention.

“It’s just a burn Morri, from my days working with the Ministry in England... It’s a ugly thing really.” Sliding on his silver blazer, he methodically flattened his suit. “I’ll tell you the story maybe to bore you in detention, seeing as it is a punishment after all?” Glancing at his watch, he turned to the girls.

“Now I’ve got to be on my way, I’ll be back later to update the two of you if anything arises at the meeting.” Petyr nodded to his Serpents, then took to his methodical pace to exit the Infirmary.

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Katalina

Placing down the parchment and quill she looked back up at Thomas and thought about tugging him closer again. Hesitating she glanced over at Morri feeling abit embarassed about trying to communicate with Thomas without words. Tugging at him just made her seem weird and she hated having to write everything down. She wondered how Morri felt seeing this, however she was preoccupied with Buchanan. Focusing on the pair she watched for a moment before Morri spoke up. Seeing her point Kat focused in on what it was.

Getting a good look at it Kat's eyes went wide. Eyes looking up directly at him she locked a gaze for a moment before looking away. Hearing his excuse and lie as to what it was made Kat let out a slight hiss. Unable to speak, her dissatisfaction with the answer was audibly let out... though as quiet as it was... Thomas was likely the only one to hear it. With her mind now going Red she suddenly blanked herself. She couldn't let on that she knew... Morri didn't seem to know at all... did it even matter anymore? History was history... but even the Nazi's were hunted long after.​
 
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"Yeah. I'll see you later Vas."

Thomas was about to leave when he felt Kat tug his hand. He quickly turned around to see that she almost fell off her bed. "Hey, be careful." He muttered, though it didn't seem like he meant it. It sounded something that just slipped out of his mouth instead of him giving actual advice. He then looked towards the parchment and then nodded. He then sat down and tried to keep himself calm - but mostly because he didn't want Kat going into a frenzy from his own emotions. He knew how she was able to pick up on emotions - feelings - and he didn't want her suffering more than she already was thanks to him.

He looked over to Kat and didn't seem to mind when she cuddled up to him. While Thomas would have been embarrassed (and actually happy) beyond belief had this happened three years ago, right now, he felt the same as always. He had his attention to her. "Something the matter, Kat?" He questioned, thinking that maybe she wanted to numb down some wound. Thomas didn't exactly process that maybe she just needed another presence, especially since Morri was there.

He didn't really look at Professor Buchanan even when Morri asked something about him. Thomas had heard the professor refer to him as the 'nurse boy' though he didn't really mind being called that. It wasn't exactly too much of a tease - a bit mellow compared to what the professor was capable of. The professor said it was an old wound or something, so Thomas wasn't exactly all that interested. It was only when Kat let out this low hiss and glare that Thomas turned his sight to the professor - but by that time, he had rolled down his sleeve, sparing Thomas from the secret between the trio - and Nurse Chambers and Wayiso. "Kat?" He called out unsurely once more after Professor Buchanan had left, wondering what got her so agitated.
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Leo Fischer
Leo closed the door to his room silently, the knob easing shut with a barely audible snick. He stared at the brass of the doorknob for minutes, his body heavy as he tried to slosh through the emotions clogging his mind. He glanced down at the shoe in his hand, his brow furrowing as he once again pondered what to do with it. And, like before, he decided it might not be the best time to draw attention away from more important matters.

His thoughts were calming now, like he had finally reached the eyes of the storm that promised momentary respite from the hazards of the world. He sighed, wishing he could purge his emotions with each exhale he let out. But it wouldn't be that easy. Instead, Leo walked to the foot of his bed, eyes only then turning to the still empty bed across the room. It was a small reprieve that his roommate wasn't here. He crouched down, placing the shoe just under his bed, the shadows attempting to swallow the black of the loafer. He closed his eyes and breathed again, the beginnings of nausea pulling at his stomach. He couldn't avoid his emotions forever, and now may be the best time to deal with them.

He turned back to the door, his feet padding across the carpet of the room. He placed one hand against the door, his palm flat before curling into an agitated fist. Leo felt his nails bite into his skin as he tried to temper his emotions for just a few more moments. He turned from the door, back sliding down the wood until he sat on the floor, effectively blocking any entrance to the room. Then, Leo sat there for a few minutes, waiting for his emotions to overtake him.

As his emotions crested, he pulled his knees to his chest, elbows on his kneecaps and his head in between as his hands clutched his hair. He wanted to scream, punch something, somehow deal with the despair inside of him. But that would draw attention, and he couldn't allow that to happen with the state he was in. His hands pulled harder at his hair, tears welling in his eyes before mutely streaking down his face. He could feel his features contort; could feel as his cheekbones became more defined and then softened, as his nose changed its shape and as his hair went from soft to coarse beneath his fingertips. He bit his lip, keeping in the anguish he so badly wanted to scream out as he lost control in a way he hadn't in years. He scrunched his eyes closed, until the white of the room was completely shut out, and he mourned.

Mourned for what, Leo didn't know. Maybe it was Ria's loss of life, though he doubted it. Maybe it was for the loss of innocence in all those who had been under the tree. Maybe it was for himself, and his inability to connect with others, because if someone like Ria could lose their will to live, what was stopping his own mind from eventually betraying him?

Leo didn't know how much time passed as he sat against the door. He thought he heard a knock at some point, and the wood pushing against his back, but when he finally looked up, opening his eyes to the room around him, he couldn't be sure anything had actually happened. His features had returned to normal, and he changed his clothes for the second time that day, ridding himself of the tear-streaked shirt and the grass-stained pants. He gave his hair a pat, as he did every morning, and forced his remaining nerves to calm. Then he retied his shoes and exited his room. He made his way down to the common room and then past the students who had already begun to speak of the events beneath the Snakewood Tree in hushed whispers. He pushed his way out of the Thunderbird dorm and into the rest of Ilvermorny, ignoring the student who cautioned him to remain in the dorms.

The halls of the school, usually bustling with students, were unnaturally quiet. The creaking of the castle and the rush of wind through the halls was absent, as if the building itself could sense the malaise of those within its walls. Leo wandered the halls aimlessly, stopping whenever he heard the quiet murmur of voices. They were generally staff, and each almost-encounter forced him to change his path, sometimes retracing his steps, sometimes finding himself in one of the many hidden passages within the school. He would have continued wandering for hours, likely well into the morning had the form of the headmaster not stopped him in his tracks.

He stuttered to a halt, watching as the man exited the hospital wing as Leo slowly backed into the hall he had just turned out of. He pushed himself against the wall, hoping he'd gone unnoticed, but listening intently for any sign of footsteps moving towards him. Though his alertness backfired as his ears, poised to detect even the faintest of sounds, were assaulted with the result of the Sonorus charm. His whole body jerked in surprise and his elbow jammed itself into the wall, Leo pressing his lips together to prevent any sound from escaping. He conceded to the pain for the seconds before he heard the click of footsteps against the floor. His eyes widened and he turned around, rushing towards the dining hall to avoid any trouble he'd get into for being out of the dorms.
 
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Defense Against the Dark Arts VI
Charms VI
Martial Magic II
Magical History of The United States of America


Direct -> Kat |Thomas
Mention -> Wren | Buchanan | Ilvermorny
NPC -> Chambers & Wayiso | Fontaine & Goldstein ​

Morri could only accept the answer Buch had given her, a burn he had from his old days of service. Morri nodded as he left and headed for the meeting. But, when she looked over to Kat, the girl seemed extra perturbed about something. It was hard to tell at times if Kat was reacting from something of being anxious, or it was from emotional overload form her Empathy. The only good thing about those two was that they both had similar symptoms. Nurse Chambers thought the girl was going into shock, so she immediately mandated her to drink a small brew of calming draught. Morri had flipped her body over into Kat's direction, looking at her best friend struggle with something. "Kat... hey, you need to take it easy." Morri felt partly responsible, for her anxious nature towards Wren, a girl who mysteriously had come from nowhere. It was indeed worse for Kat, everyone in the room knew it. It was that instant Morri knew the girl had no idea what she was doing, it'd be easier to make her understand in the only way girls like her understood. Fontaine saved Wren from something forthcoming, and no one knew the extremity save Morri, and maybe Wayiso, who'd forseen a possible argument. But the silence in the girl had showed Morri she didn't know Kat, she didn't know Morri... she was just one of those girls looking for some sense of purpose through attention. Morri couldn't help but feel the emotional weight of it though, to know a student is capable of wanting to die so easily. Ria. It made Morri shake her head in a trance. She sighs and places her hand on Kat's, doing something in that instant that no other student could do. Calm Kat down. Morri doesn't say anything, simply looks into Kat's eyes, since she couldn't speak and frankly Morri didn't want to speak anymore. It was a look of loyalty, and also a comedically timed pucker to make her laugh. Morri releases a chuckle, hoping Kat would absorb the light energy and feel the same. Thomas was there as well, but Morri wanted to pay a bit more attention to Kat, even though she knew her roommate understood why she wasn't initially. Maybe Kat understood why she did what she did, but Morri was no heart reader, she took people's words and actions at face value.

"I ... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't slow you sooner... I'm sorry I couldn't get Ria... I'm sorry I let you climb that tree alone, Kitty... I'm just... really sorry. I could've been better." Morri teared up a bit for a microsecond, before taking a huge puff of air and sharpening up, getting back to her usual iron-willed way.

Wayiso approaches with some bandages for Thomas and company. "So... does a condom cover the wand or something?"

Morri rolls her eyes, before letting out just a small, faint chuckle. She needed to be a light for Kat now, so she smirked a bit looking at her best friend, and then to Wayiso. "You know; In a way... you're not wrong."

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The Ilvermorny Dining Hall

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The doors open, an echo through the silence of the young masses. The Headmaster complete in full school robe, with all four House signs, the Ilvermorny Crest on his chest. Students stare as he and the four heads of houses walk behind him in a line. Silent and yet stricken faces. They each wore their school robes and represented their House crest with will. There was Professor Buchanan, whom was head of Horned Serpent. Behind him was Marcy Carnerius, Head of Pukwudgie. Following her was Carter Hicks, the Head of Wampus. And last but not least, the one of subject and topic lately; The Head of Thunderbird, Jake Goldstein: The descendant of much controversial figure in the North American Magic Community Queenie Goldstein. The Headmaster takes his place at the podium, the four heads lining across behind him, as the rest of the school's faculty and staff come through the door and lines along the walls surrounding the students. The Hall, filled with students as The Headmaster and The Four Heads all stand stoic and silent among the students, who seemed blank with expression and submission in their eyes. The Headmaster spots one empty seat at the back of the hall, a seat that was supposed to be filled by a student. Ria. He then spots a few more, thinking of Morri and Kat in the infirmary. He looks at the podium for a moment, gathering himself and thoughts. An unspoken wisdom rests on his face as he then makes eye contact with his fellow students.

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Headmaster Fontaine: "First thing's first. Morri Skopos and Katalina Romanov are fine. They will both make a full recovery, and are in the infirmary resting. I ask that if you decide to visit them be kind, be courteous, and think about the spirit of this school. They need peace right now, not persecution." He says, looking briefly at Wren.

....also. We have lost a light. A beacon. A future. Some of the younger years may not have known her personally, but I know her example has directly influenced you in some way. I'm sure it's a weight that everyone carries now, knowing the events that transpired at 6:26 AM this morning. One of our students, Ria Pocomtuc, fell from the Snakewood Tree, and despite the extremely selfless and brave acts from our students, she didn't make it....

I know what it's like to feel total loss. Loss of words, of emotion, everything. Look at me when I tell you this: We will not be defeated. Ria Pocomtuc was one of the most brilliant souls this planet was ever graced with. And we will always carry her with us."

Sobs started to arise in the silence. A few cries went out.

"She is not lost. She is with each and every one of you. Inside your soul. Carry her, cherish her in everything that you do. When you look to someone in malice and darkness, remember Ria. Lift one another up, do not defeat one another in spite. The Four and I are currently contacting Ria's family... a family whose history and tradition at this school extends back to our very founders. Ria was the descendant of two of the very founders, James Steward and Isolt Sayre. Keep the family in your hearts and thoughts, as you will be notified of proceedings for Ria's final ceremony. I'm so sorry you kids are feeling what you're feeling. I wish I could take it away, but this unites us, this forges us. Together."

The Headmaster turns and nods to Jake Goldstein, as the Thunderbird's head steps up to the Podium, his eyes filled with tears but a strong resolve in his posture. Head Carnerius wears the sympathy on her face as she grips her Pukwudgie crest. Jake speaks to the students, specifically looking at the Thunderbird table. "I'm sorry. I honestly don't know how I can mold words for this, but I know we have each other. We have everyone here. If any of you want to talk, need ANYTHING. Come to me. Don't hesitate. We will get through this. Ria's room will be off-limits, as MACUSA is coming down to investigate some of the recent events to transpire. I ask on behalf of Thunderbird that my house will respect and comply with them once they arrive. Classes are cancelled and will resume tomorrow. I urge everyone to take the time to grieve, to release and to be there for one another today. Thank you." Jake starts to step away from the podium, until a Thunderbird student launches from her chair and speaks out in defiance. Every pair of eyes meet hers as she stares at the Headmaster and Head Goldstein in anger and disgrace. It was Sabrina Andrews, Ria's roommate and best friend. Teachers behind her try to calm her but she jerks away.

Sabrina: "So that's it!? We just go our merry little ways and cry and sing songs and try to act like the other night didn't happen!? YOU were there Head Goldstein! You saw what we ALL saw in Thunderbird, the ones who watched Ria--" Head Goldstein interjects, or at least tries to. "Enough."
Sabrina: "--watched Ria's fear! It wasn't just a nightmare! Nightmares don't break windows and tear the room apart! I was RIGHT there I saw it all! When she wanted to hurt herself....What she did to The Headmaster--"

Headmaster: "Sabrina. We need peace, not persecution as I've said. Think about your actions..."
Sabrina: "Think about YOURS! You tell us it's going to be all okay when we both know something else was there that night. And you expect us to keep silent and grieve!? Let me ask you something, if it was ANY student that Ria touched instead of you, would you have ignored it then? Or would you have squeezed what they saw out like a sponge?! So why should it be different for you!? Just because you're Headmaster you get immunity or not questioned!?"
Headmaster: "ENOUGH SABRINA! Incite panic further and I will issue detention! I understand your frustration but you are out of line."

Sabrina scoffs into a laugh of shock and awe at the Headmaster's words. It was more of an insulting laugh rather than a coping mechanism. She stands on the table and glares right at the Headmaster. "HA! DETENTION!? I just lost my best friend and roommate, a girl who would NEVER do the things students are saying she did and you think I give a damn about detention!? Don't bother. Because if you can't tell us the truth in order to save face and keep things quiet, I QUIT. To hell with this school." Sabrina then storms towards the door, as some teachers move to block it.

Head Goldstein: "Sabrina Andrews stop! Now!"

Sabrina presses onward, reaching the door and daring the teachers to touch her. "Lay a hand on me and I'll have MACUSA down your neck for negligence and assault. Move." She then shoulder bumps past the teachers as she slams the door to The Dining Hall. The mood went from silent remorse to tension. Students looked to the Heads as Jake had a look of anger on his face, but then looks to the Headmaster in curiosity. It was the same thing he wondered about and mentioned to Head Buchanan and Professor DeForrest earlier in the morning, before the tragic event.

Headmaster: "Everyone's hurting, it's imperative you don't lose yourself because of it, like Ms. Andrews just displayed. Dismissed."

For the first time, Headmaster Agilbert looked angered, his expression sending paralyzing nerves through students as he walked with absolution from the Hall, the Heads following him. The teachers, staff, and students were left to leave on their own will, and when the Headmaster reached the privacy of his office. He wept deeply. No one would know.

Between Ria's death, students gossip, and even bickering among one another... the spirit of the school was grim.

Ilvermorny had seen better days. ​
 
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Petyr destained the bureaucracy of Ilvermorny meetings, mostly the required wardrobe, but still it’s boring nature was unappreciated. Doing his part, standing stoically, eyes glaring, he stayed silent as Headmaster Fontaine rattled upon the subject matter of the meeting, Ria. Truly he did feel sorry for her death, he could have been a tad sooner, but it was the past. Nothing could be done now besides moving forward.

Next it was Jack Goldstein, his speech more convincing in his opinion that his superior... His icy eyes perked with interest as Sabrina, a student he recognized distinctly, outed the situation. Crossing his arms with interest, Petyr bit his lip from curling into a smile. The girl had a point; the Headmaster was hiding something important...

Professor Buchanan lingered behind as the meeting was dismissed, and Fontaine rushed away. Methodically, he made his way to the podium, clearing his throat at the students began to disperse. “One moment.” The sound of the icy tone of the rigged Professor echoed the hall as the students froze, fearing the man may fail them or give them detention if not... “I understand Horned Serpent had no clear dispotion made for this meeting, however I do wish to speak to all of you while we’re here... I agree with both points made by Professor Goldstein, as well as your peer Ms. Sabrina. If you wish to talk to me, or any of the Heads, please do. We’re here to support all students in dire times like these...”

“However, being blind isn’t fair either. And as all of you know quite well I’m assure, I have zero tolerance for ignorance. Stay strong, the light will come to help you see, I assure you that... That is all I have to add, homework for my class will be postponed for tomorrow. Good day.”

Petyr lingered from the podium, knowing his words would have mixed results, however they were honest. He knew honesty was key in times like this...


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Katalina

Taking a deep breath Kat seemed to regain herself. Hearing Thomas speak to her she knew what he was asking about. Holding the quill in her hand she stared at the parchment for several seconds. Unsure of what to write down she seemed somewhat perplexed, as if she was fighting herself on the inside. The looming threat of confrontation hung over Kat and it quickly made her rethink what she was going to write down. Biting gently on her lip she looked back up at Thomas. Shaking her head she dismissed it, she could easily play it off as pain. Perhaps that was the best path, she knew the history of death eaters... she didn't want to suffer. Kat finally snapped back at the noise of the Nurse approaching.

Kat looked her up and down but immediately her eyes locked onto the vial she was holding. Kat tensed up immediately, luckily enough Morri spoke up before the nurse got close enough. Morri's words echoed in her head, yet her eyes didn't come off the vial. Snapping out of it for a second she quickly scribbled down "No, I wont drink that.". Getting close to moving she stopped dead in her tracks the second she felt a hand on her. About to jump out of her skin Kat hesitated the second she realized who it was. Closing her eyes Kat began to force herself to relax. Opening her eyes again she looked directly at Morri. The fear in Kat's eyes began to wash away in the following moments. Coughing a few times after trying to speak Kat sighed but seemed to remain relaxed.

"I ... I'm sorry. I'm sorry I couldn't slow you sooner... I'm sorry I couldn't get Ria... I'm sorry I let you climb that tree alone, Kitty... I'm just... really sorry. I could've been better."

Hearing those words made Kat narrow her eyes. Despite feeling like a heavily bruised banana Kat began to make her way slowly towards the edge of her bed and close to Morri. Sitting up all the way she put a hand on her bandaged side. She felt a little revealed in the bandages, but at this point she didn't care.... except for the cold. Wrapping the blanket around her torso she refocused on Morri. Now semi-comfortable Kat picked up her parchment. Scribbling down on it Kat seemed to be taking her time. After a minute she held it up to Morri.

"Im alive, thats what matters. Despite the overwhelming feeling of anguish... I think I can manage."

Pulling another piece of parchment out she began to write once more. This time she seemed to be adding in little stars around it. Finally, after a moment she held it up.

"If it weren't for you I'd be dead. Once more you saved me. You were everything you were meant to be. At least to me... thats what matters."

Biting her lower lip Kat stared at Morri for awhile. Not moving the parchment at all Kat suddenly leaned forward and embraced Morri. Choking up abit Kat kept herself from crying before finally letting go. Looking to Wayiso his comment ended up making Kat blush. Though, Morri's answer made her smirk she still shifted alittle uneasily where she was sitting.​
 
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Nurse Chambers, Morri, Kat
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Thomas Richard Holiday [Div class="Line"][/div]
Thomas snapped his head up when he heard another person coming to see that the Nurse had come with a vial of Calming Draught. Ah, she must have thought that Kat was going into shock because of her reaction, but Thomas knew better. Morri was approaching as well and Kat had let go, so he stood up and then scurried towards the Nurse. "Don't worry, she's fine." He then eyed the vial again and then back at the Nurse. "Besides, with her hate for potions and on top of her allergies... it would be for the best if we just let her calm down on her own yeah?" He suggested quietly so that he wouldn't be heard by his charges.

He then let out a tired sigh. "I'm just gonna rest for a while. I'll wake up in a few minutes." He told the nurse before lazily heading to one of the beds and then collapsing on top of it. However, he didn't quite fall asleep right away. He turned his head to the two girls and had a smile on his face. At least they were going to get through together, and support has always been needed. And you know, the two were close and he knew that it would help. Emotional support. Kat was an empath too, after all, and he knew it would be hard to carry so much emotion in her heart.

"Wayiso!" He nearly yelled out as he bolted out of the bed in one swift motion. However, he soon began to lightly laugh and then he continued to laugh loudly when Morri commented. "Oh gods..." He then collapsed back into the bed. "Hey Wayiso, you should ask Marlon. I heard he's a bit knowledgeable in that field." He whispered to the Pukwudgie so that Nurse Chambers wouldn't hear him. He may be a healer and her assistant, but he is still a student who knows a bit more about his friends than the professors. But that's a secret.

He then stopped his laughing fit and then just laid there. He wasn't sleepy now. Great. "Put the bandages over at the bedside table, I'll change the bandages later."
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