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Pandora's Box Mods (pandoramods) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2012-01-03 18:01:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 10 2003, character: lavender brown, npc: sybill trelawney

The Inner Eye
Characters: Professor Trelawney (npc) and Lavender Brown
Setting: Hogwarts Castle, Trelawney's office in the North Tower, Monday after classes (around 4 maybe?)
Summary: Lavender stops by to talk to Professor Trelawney
Rating: Work safe

Some people were still iffy about Divination, and about whether Sybill Trelawney was legitimate or not. She'd had a very sparse history of true prophecies, but her day to day foretellings were quite convincing to some, but easily refuted by others. However, she'd know she was going to have a visitor today, one that would require special consideration. A former student, which meant she'd be likely escorted into to castle before she arrived at Trelawney's office.

Sybill sat on an iridescent purple pouf after setting a pot of hot water to boil for tea. Her guest should be arriving any moment now, she was absolutely certain. She had a general sense of foreboding, but that wasn't unusual for her. In fact, lately that sense had been growing stronger and she saw death frequently, something reflected in the series of murders happening outside of the school. She did expect this upcoming meeting to be positive, but then, meetings with Trelawney rarely were.

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pandoramods
2012-01-13 07:07 pm UTC (link)

It was probably just a cryptic way of saying fear of something coming true lent a stronger possibility to it happening, if only because of actions a person might take that could almost force it to happen. Knowledge of a thing causing it to happen. A self-fulfilling prophecy. But Trelawney didn't say any of that aloud. Instead she clucked her tongue as Lavender burned hers and then leaned forward to read her leaves.

Trelawney frowned immediately, darting a glance up at Lavender. "Hummm... I see a broken horseshoe - whatever good luck might have been there is gone now, either to be nonexistent or replaced by bad. A broken stick, probably a wand, and...a coffin. Someone you know well will be wounded, likely fatally. Bank of clouds and ferry boat - trouble in the future will be lessened by friends. Stick close to them. And broken scales. Someone has been or will be misjudged."

Trelawney rubbed her forehead and straightened. "Oh dear. I see what you mean. My own insights have been no less pleasant dear, but this reading I'm certain does not ally your fears."

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lavishly
2012-01-13 07:39 pm UTC (link)

It wasn't better, but there was some sort of comfort in the validation of what she felt. This was all set to end horribly. "Someone I know well will be wounded." She thought of the people she knew who were marked, or even the people like Michael who were choosing to stand by her even as all of her other friends thought she was wrong or crazy. "By who? Or who for that matter?" And why not me? Only she didn't ask that last question. Lavender certainly didn't eve want to consider if she was the one who would injure her friend.

"I mean, do you see anything about why this is happening? Why the broken horseshoes, the three of swords, the wheel reserved or even why me? What makes me marked?" Lavender pulled out her notebook that held all of her thoughts and readings about what was happening. "There has to be something I could do, figure out the pattern, protect who is next, stop this Pandora woman from killing someone else because I think she's watching me."

Lavender was asking a lot of questions, but she needed a lot of different answers and Professor Trelawney so far was the only one to give her anything. Even if it wasn't the best of news, it was something, which was better than nothing.

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pandoramods
2012-01-13 08:25 pm UTC (link)

Trelawney shook her head. "The future is ever-changing dear. My very looking into it could change any number of outcomes. What I say today may not hold true tomorrow." She looked back down into the leaves, at the things she hadn't mentioned yet. the spots everywhere that had not real shape or meaning. They were just... "Spots," she said aloud, without meaning to, and thus answering lavender's question. Well one of them. "The spost. They're marks. Who put them there or why is unclear. But you are marked, aren't you?" That wasn't just in a figurative sense.

"The hows and whys are not in the leaves. Maybe a look into the crystal ball would show more." Trelawney did her best to sound mystical and all knowing and not the slightest bit dubious, as she truly was. "The pattern though...there's a pattern in those marks."

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lavishly
2012-01-13 08:49 pm UTC (link)

Lavender sighed trying to not get frustrated because they might actually be getting somewhere. "Would you mind then, trying the crystal ball?" She needed more than tea leaves could manage. She needed more than she could See, which is why she was here.

She reached to cover the place on her arm where she had her mark and she would have shown the other woman if she asked, but she didn't think she needed to physically see it. "Yes, I have a spot on my arm. That's connected to the not-nightmares I'm having and probably the murders that are happening too, but I don't understand why us." Maybe if she understood why they were marked, she could figure out how to get rid of them - both the spots and the nightmares.

"Like I know of two people who have the same not-nightmare, both marked with a past strong emotional connection. Which doesn't fit the pattern, and it's just all confusing. But I think maybe that we're marked because of a darkness." Which wasn't perfect, because there were people that to her knowledge didn't fit that either, but it was the best she had. Lavender paused looking over at Professor Trelaweny. "Do you See a pattern with the marks or spots?"

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pandoramods
2012-01-16 02:18 am UTC (link)

Trelawney started standing as Lavender voiced that request. She motioned Lavender over to where her crystal ball lay covered by a deep indigo cloth. She waited until Lavender joined her before uncovering the ball and staring deep into the clouds within it.

"I see..." She squinted and stared harder. "Oooh, I see it now. The spots are... from sins! Sins in the past that you have not atoned for. The nightmares are your punishment, but the marks mark you for what you are, what you have been. Someone out there sees you for what you truly are, and has made it their mission to avenge those you have wronged. You must atone now! Atone, or be killed like the rest!"

It was as though she suddenly realized she'd been too mild, not extravagant enough, with her predictions and went very nearly off the deep end.

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lavishly
2012-01-16 02:45 am UTC (link)

An amazing sense of dread washed over her. She was marked for what was, what she had been. "Just like my dream, she said that to me before I became an actual werewolf." And then went one to be just a woman eating Michael Corner's heart, but she didn't want to voice that out loud. At the time she had considered it nothing more than her mind tormenting her with the greatest hits of all her fears.

"Is there...do you see anything else? How we can atone? Or stop being punished? Anything?" There had to be something she could do if not for herself, then for the others. "Please?" She added as a sort of afterthought as if that would suddenly make things become more clear and give Professor Trelawney a clear view into the future.

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pandoramods
2012-01-16 02:52 am UTC (link)

Trelawney looked as though she were fighting to see more but her shoulder sagged and she shook her head, pulling back from the crystal ball. "The future's grown cloudy once more and I cannot pierce it now." She looked up and saw the expression on Lavender's face. She reached across and rested her hand on hers. "Perhaps, if you feel there's something to atone for, you should think about what you've done that could possibly require atoning. Once you've figured that out, well the next step should be clearer."

Trelawney offered what she hoped was a comforting smile. "I'll keep looking. If I See anything else, I'll owl you."

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lavishly
2012-01-16 03:10 am UTC (link)

Atone? The only thing she could think of that marked her was not something she could fix or make better. Lavender pressed her eyes closed, feeling desperate and not any less loss than she had been before. Maybe someone else could help figure this out, only it would have to be someone who didn't immediately write off Divination, which already put her at something of a disadvantage.

Lavender twisted her hand to squeeze Professor Trelawney's, needing some sort of physical connection to bring her back. If it was written, then it was written. She couldn't fault the professor for not being able to see anything else, although she wanted to. She simply reminded herself that Professor Trelawney had saved her once and would do what she could to make sure she stayed alive. "Thank you," she said trying to sound more steady than she was. "Please do keep me informed if you See anything else."

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pandoramods
2012-01-16 03:28 am UTC (link)

"Of course dear," Trelawney replied, her voice full of sympathy and concern. Neither were faked; she was very concerned about Lavender's probably fate, and worried for her. "Have a cup of chamomile before bed tonight; don't bother reading the leaves. they'll only upset you. If you have any potions to help you sleep, you ought to take one," she offered.

She stood, again wishing she and Lavender had seen each other under better circumstances.

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