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Nov. 4th, 2005 | 11:24 pm

Night climbed out of the arm chair in Professor Lunesta. It was massive and leather and low to the ground. Sitting in it you felt as though you were being eaten very slowly by a large monster with puffy, slick lips.

Lunesta had been silent for several minutes, gazing wide eyed into the crystal ball that sat between them.

"I'll just be going then," Night said, "it's late, and I have homework I should be doing."

Lunesta didn't look up or even acknoledge that she'd spoken.

"'night, professor!" she called over her shoulder as she walked out into the hallway. "You'd think he'd just witnessed his own death," she muttered to herself entering into the main corridors. Pity, she thought, he'd seemed like such a good teacher... level headed for seer... and now this.

Mention dreams of locked doors to a prophet and he'll give you a hundred different and equally useless meanings to chose from. Behind Door Number One, you are a closed, unwelcoming person. Behind Door Number Two, your family or friends have recently shut you off. And Door Number Three, the mystery door. What waits for you there? Another locked door.

Suddenly her eyes were open. He was walking past her, quickly moving in the opposite direction, seeming to pass rather sluggish, like a dream.


open to a male... i guess...

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from: anonymous
date: Nov. 5th, 2005 08:35 am (UTC)
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Echo stopped walking, just as he had passed that girl. He felt a strange sensation, as if he was back on the farm.
He looked at the girl. He hadn't seen her before. No, he had seen her before. Somewhere.
"Um. Excuse me?" He said, not really knowing what he would say after that.
He just needed to stall for time so he could figure out why he was feeling so strange.

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OOC:Whoops

from: echoohce
date: Nov. 5th, 2005 08:36 am (UTC)
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Sorry, forgot to log in ^_~

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