amy nodded silently and held him close to her. "thank you." she whispered quietly. she looked up at him once she felt a bit better and breathed out slowly. "honesty, im a sorry excuse for a girl sometimes." she laughed shakily and stared at her hands. "thank you."

"Yes. It is." He shrugged and walked away slowly, "Later." he waved dismissively over his shoulder as he rounded the corner, stopped, and leaned back glancing at Kaylita, "Just... to let you know this was a one shot deal right. Just to be clear." He ducked out of her sight.

Secari smiled and chuckled. "Well my little angel... Everyone falls from grace now and again... It's normal..." he whispered and kissed the top of her head. He kept her close knowind she needed him.

Kaylita smiled and then it turned to a smeik when he added the 'it was a one time thing'. "Right Kevin.... Right..." she whispered softly and then realized she had his athame. Surprised she ran and caught up with him. "Kevin! You forgot your athame." she said stopping him by grabbing his hand. Suddenly another student rushed by completely knocking her over and she sfell into Kevin surprised. She then looked up at him and blushed. "Okay... I didn't see that comming..." she whispered and smiled sheepishly.

amy smiled up at secari, staying in his arms. he was exactly what she needed right now, and having him next to her was so relieving. (( <-cant spell! dont shoot! )) "can i...tell you about it?" she looked at her hands again, frowning now. "my dream i mean..." she moved her hands to make sure she could still move them and fiddled with her fingers. no burns or anything, but it had felt so real.

Kaylita smiled and then it turned to a smeik when he added the 'it was a one time thing'. "Right Kevin.... Right..." she whispered softly and then realized she had his athame. Surprised she ran and caught up with him. "Kevin! You forgot your athame." she said stopping him by grabbing his hand. Suddenly another student rushed by completely knocking her over and she sfell into Kevin surprised. She then looked up at him and blushed. "Okay... I didn't see that comming..." she whispered and smiled sheepishly.

He frowned and pushed her off hard, "Right. You didn't see that coming." He grunted standing up slowly and brushing himself off. "And give me that fucking thing already." He hissed grabbing his blade as he turned quickly. "And don't give me that crap. 'didnt see it coming.'"

Secari smiled softly and looked into her eyes. "Of course you can...." he whispered and kissed her forehead. "Thats why I'm here... For anything you throw at me...." he said smiling.

Kaylita had to stifle a gasp as he pulled his athame that she was holding out to him by the blade. Her eyes widened as she saw her own blood being drawn by the blade and looked at her hand. She growled softly and looked at his retreating back. She hated him and yet at the same time.... She felt something else for him... Stronger then care... She turned away and looked at her hand. He probably had no idea he had just drew her blood... And if he did he probably didn't care.

"well...i hope im not throwing it at you...that would be kind of stupid..." she laughed shakily and and shook her head. "but anyways, i get the same dream all the time. its back when my mom died. i was eight and usually wore dresses and piggytails so when i wake up in the cemetery where my dream is, im in a dress and my hair is up like i was eight." she sighed and tugged her hair, almost feeling sorry for it having to go through piggy-tails. "and my mom, she died in a house fire. so when i look at her grave, it burns up and i sometimes see her calling for me to come to her." she looked confused at her hands and frowned. "but this last time...i only heard her...and she sounded mad..." she pulled her hands together and apart over and over. "so i went into the fire to help her...but she grabbed me and i woke up...and it felt so...real..." she could almost still feel her mothers soft hands on her wrists and secretly wanted to feel them again.

He stromed down the hall and began to mutter, "thinks she can just do..." he shook his head, "Lucky I didn." He stopped and focused on the blade, watching it glow hotly as he dug it into the wall, sticking it there, "Fuckin bitch." He winced as he felt a small twinge in the back of his mind, but ignored it and continued to fume, stabbing the wall rapidly and furiously.

Secari looked at Amy surprised and then shook his head. "Im not the best at interperting dreams... But that almost sounds like your mother's spirit is restless.... And that she's trying to tell you something." he whispered thoughtfully and looked into her eyes. "Have you let her go yet?" he asked seriously. He knew the main reason why people's spirits stayed in this world. Because their loved ones won't let them go to heaven. The people who cling to their memory and never want to let go doom those poor spirits to stay forever until they are let go.

Kaylita wondered the halls holding her bleeding hand. She really didn't feel like healing it. She would let nature take it's course with this simple wound. She soon found herself in a small kitchen and looked around. She found a hidden elven cake and smiled. Only Secari would make such a beautiful cake. She quickly cut herself off a tiny piece and then hid the cake again. She ate the small piece of cake and nibbled on it as she sat on the counter thinking about what had just happened.

He screamed and dropped the blade hissing as steam and smoke spewed from the cuts. "Fuck it all." He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall, watching as half formed images flooded his mind. She means well he frowned and banged his head lazily against the wall, I don't care. I never asked for her intentions. Screw her!
You don't mean that. Look, she's gotta be as scared as you.
Thats her problem. I don't want to have to worry about anything, anyone else.

He doubled over as a form appeared in front of him. He gasped as he watched his own self standing in front of him, "Fine. Be lonely, Miserable. You have your own worries? Fine. You can focus on them on your own."

Blinking Kevin felt the image fade away and drift back into him, "wh...wha the fuck?"

Kaylita sat in the cafiteria all alone. She was staring at the wall and trembling. Everything was moving so fast. The pain kept getting worse and worse as she came closer and closer to the time. She then layed her head on her arms. Her hair tumbled around her almost creating a shield and yet it didn't block out the pain. She soon was asleep having no dreams.

He winced as his head began to pound. "Well... I guess it's final. I've gone nuts." Standing up he covered his face and felt the pressure behind his eyes. Only a matter of time now hmm?

Waking up suddenly he gasped, "Shi...shit that..." Falling over he rubbed his head absently as he felt a blaze die out. Standing quickly he pulled a small book out of his pocket and opened it, a set of directions for the overseeing mage. "Right... the aura... its begining to manifest. Next comes the first trial... but... I dont know what to expect." Thumbing through quickly he shook his head, "Theres nothing on them. Either." He sighed, eyes lingering on a few numbers, "Th...the are almost double the risk." He closed the book, ninety... ninety eight percent risk.

Kaylita woke with a start as the pain worsened. She clenched her teeth and squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the pounding in her head. She hated having to go threw so much pain. She never chose to be an eighth generation seer. She never wanted all this power.... She didn't even ask for any of this. and yet she had no choice but to go threw the pain and hope she could pass the trials. But what if she failed?

Secari looked at Amy surprised and then shook his head. "Im not the best at interperting dreams... But that almost sounds like your mother's spirit is restless.... And that she's trying to tell you something." he whispered thoughtfully and looked into her eyes. "Have you let her go yet?" he asked seriously. He knew the main reason why people's spirits stayed in this world. Because their loved ones won't let them go to heaven. The people who cling to their memory and never want to let go doom those poor spirits to stay forever until they are let go.

amy looked at him confused and sat up more, facing him completely. "how do i...let go...of her?" she shifted uncomforatably and refused to look away from him. she knew she was probably at fault for her motehr being restless if secari was right. amy held her breath and swallowed down tears thinking of her mother. she missed her so much. her musical voice, soft purple hair, and almost just as soft touch. "how...do i...help her?"

Secari looked at her softly and brushed away the hair in her face. "You have to accept that she's in a better place... And move on." he whispered softly. He knew it was hard. He had gone threw it many times when his younge elven friends died or were murdered. It was life and you had a right to griev but you had to let go. It was how life worked. "You can still love her... But you have to realize... She isn't coming back.... And there's nothing you can do about that..." he whispered gently knowing this would be extremely hard for her.

amy bit her lip, looking away. but what if shes not in a better place? she breathed in, promising herself to deal with it all later when she was alone, and nodded. "i'll do my best..." she said determinded, but a hint of doubt lingering. what if she couldnt do it and her mother had to wonder the earth just because of her? what if her mother was trying to tell her something useful or of vital information? she looked at secari again and smiled weakly. "can i have some more of that delecious elven cake stuff of yours?"

Secar chuckled and kissed her. "You're very brave." he whispered and waved his hand. The cake appeared in his hand and two forks as well. He kissed her forhead and then chuckled. "It seems Kaylita found our little cake." he said showing her the cut off piece and smiled widely.

amy laughed seeing the cut off piece and shook her head. "well, you cant realy blame her." she took a bite of her own and smiled at him. "this stuff is too good to pass up."

He shivered and closed his eyes as he watched the color fade from his sight for a moment, "Ma....maybe I do need some help..." he panted as he stormed down the hall towards the cafeteria, "Right... Cmon out already! DAMMIT!" he tripped and fell flat on his face. "Fuckin... she's not gonna lemme live this down."

Secari smiled and chuckled. "Yes... Its also Kaylita's favorite cake that I make." he said and took a bite. "But I preferr honey cakes myself." he said lightly as he enjoyed his piece of the cake.

Kaylita looked up hearing Kevin and watched as he fell. Worriedly she got up shakily and hurried to his side. She then looked at him and met his eyes. "Dont move..." she said sternly and touched his head with her hand and immediately her soothing magic began fighting the pain. Though it didn't help her condition at all she was glad she could ease his suffering.

amy nodded, remembering those. she laughed slightly and took another bite leaving the fork in her mouth, she got out of the bed and slipped on her clothes. she patted down her hair, not realy caring how she looked at the moment and sat back on the bed, taking the fork out of her mouth. "weekend starts tomorrow, right?" she asked sitting up next to him and sliding under her warm covers.

Sitting up quickly he frowned, "I'm alright." He winced as he felt a bruise forming on his forhead, "Dammit, this is nothing." He shook his head and looked around, "So, gotta ask... You suddenly color blind too? Cuz... as far as I know, this is a first." Glancing sideways at her he cocked an eyebrow, "its a bit... disorienting."

Secari smiled and took another bite befiore setting down the fork. Elven food filled him up fast. He then grabbed his pants and pulled them on but didn't even bother witha shirt. "Right. Did you have something in mind to do?" he asked lightly and smield wider.

Kaylita chuckled softly and nodded. "Yeah... Its a little annoying if you ask me." she said never moving her head from his head. She then healed his bruise and smiled. "You really cant pull off the bruised look." she siad lightly and smiled reasuringly. she then grimaced as another wave of pain hit her. "It really sucks that magic doesn't work both ways..." she muttered looking at him.

amy smiled and nodded. "its a raw idea, but yes, i do have a little plan." she set her plate on her dresser and pulled a pillow close to her. she layed her head on it slightly and sighed. "its a surprise." she teased.

He grunted and winced, "Fuck it. Get up." Standing quickly, he pulled her up behind him and glanced around, getting his bearings, "Right... First we talk to the old man. Theres gotta be some kinda shit goin on here." Turning he began a slow trudge down the halls as his eyes itched, trying to adjust to the sudden lack of color. "Oh that bastard is SO going to get it!"