Lesson Three | All Years

Sophia was pacing, the restless movement making her familiar restless in turn. Several times, she started towards the door, only to abort the action and return to pacing. The woman wrung her hands. Why was this so bloody nerve-wracking?? The day was crawling, far too slowly. What if Collin got sick? or cried for her? It didn't matter that he was an infant - he knew who his mother was!

The woman adored Pan, of course. She was a kind elf; good. But this wasn't the damn housework or cooking or anything of the sort. It was her child.

With an aggravated huff, she paced some more, even as Magus croaked at her in protest of the emotions she was inadvertently sending to the raven through their bond.

Kirsten rushed into the Divination Tower, eagerly carrying her books, excited for the third lesson.

She grinned a greeting at Proffesor Wyse, "Good morning," she said, gently placing her books on a desk close to the front of the room. "Congratulations on your son," she added with a kind smile. "I trust all is well?"

Iris headed for her most favorite class with a slight exhausted face. Yes. She didn't sleep well last night. Not to mention that she was drunk again, then puked violently throughout the whole bathroom. Boy, what a week to start it all off. What was the point of having a rehab if she's going back again? Pointless. Nothing. Useless.

"Hello, professor. How'r you? And the child?" She asked with a yawn, straightening her sunglasses to hide her zombie-like face, as she entered the room. She went for her seat and dropped her things on the floor with a thump then greeted the Ravenclaw with a sheepish grin, "Oh hey, Kirsten. How's break? I think you can say mine was . . ."

"Hi Professor!" Alina almost yelled as she burst through the door of the classroom with a bright smile on her face. "I heard you had a baby. I love babies! Congradulations! And with the headmaster! You must be rally happy! I am Alina Nosov. I have arrived recently. It do nice to meet you!" she continued to talk at a high speed with a big smile on her face as she moved further into the room.

Juniper walked through the door, and upon seeing Kirsten near the front of the room, smiled and cautiously walked toward her, "Hey..."

She took out her books, hoping she wouldn't be too far behind, seeing as she had only recently added this class to her schedule. Today was going to be a good day, Juniper could tell. Not once had she wanted to punch a wall when someone had talked to her.

"I did not know! Urgh. Anyway, I had to admit I'm pretty busy with myself back then. Congratulations, professor. You are so lucky and the Headmaster himself." Iris said with a hint of jealousy and guilt at the same time. But speaking it out with a joyous tone of hers would be enough to cover her problems. At least the news sort of made her light.

She grinned at her mentor and looked around her to see the new students she didn't recognize. Perhaps Divination was made popular because of the news. Possible, right? Sophia must be very happy now. Maybe they can enjoy the rest of subject somehow.

Sophia had managed to halt her pacing as her students began to enter the room. "Thank you, all," she said sincerely, sending a concerned frown at her apprentice. She'd meet with the girl. Soon. "Headmaster Chaos and myself are both very happy, and our son is doing very well.

"I want to welcome the new faces - it's good to have some fresh blood, as it were. As it seems we're all here, now, let's go ahead and start the lesson, shall we?

"Last time," Sophia recapped, "we over-viewed some of the various means of scrying. Today, I want us to focus on one medium in particular: the crystal ball. What can you ladies tell me about this particular method?"

"It's like telling your fortune of course by means of seeing images inside the crystal ball. And one can only understand what it is with expertise. It's actually an aid to what you call . . . clairvoyance. Something to do with gaining information through the senses." Iris recited as she continued to recall the things that she had read during the past months of break.

"Correct, Miss Frances," Sophia confirmed with a small smile. "Now, today, we're all goin' to look at crystal balls. I realize that most of us here lack the gift necessary tae effectively read anything True, so we're going to do a bit of pretend.

"Interpretin' the images seen through scryin' is much like interpretin' those seen in dreams and visions.

"So, what we are goin' tae do, is pair up and see what we might be able tae read about one another," Sophia said, adding wryly, "or make up, as it were. It doesnae matter, so long as the interpretation matches that of the supposed imagery.

"You may start, now."