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michael corner is reluctantly growing up (mlcorner) wrote in pandorarpg,

Michael really wanted to tell her that it all meant absolutely nothing, that they were just cards and that lying them out was just a coincidence: a mathematical-statistical chance and no fate or future was even involved—but he could see in her face that saying that wouldn't help her. She had always believed in Divination and he never had and they would never agree on the subject, but he wasn't going to break her heart anymore than it already was.

He hadn't done well in that subject in school so he really had no idea what she was trying to tell him. The best thing he could do now was to ask her and get some perspective on the situation so that maybe he could change her mind. Divination was completely subjective and she was most likely twisting it to fit her own disastrous needs. "Okay, Lavender. What does it mean, then? What do these cards tell you exactly?" He pointed at random to the moon and the three of swords, remembering them vaguely from lessons but not what they meant.

Michael felt himself go rigid and he grabbed Lavender by her upper arms, making her face him. "What do you mean, kill someone else? Why do you think that Bianca has killed people, Lav? Did she threaten you? Are you alright?" He started looking her over for obvious signs of abuse but he hadn't seen any before. He felt his blood rising at the very thought of it and hearing her name someone as the aggressor in these attacks made him quite angrier than he'd expected he'd be.