Post by Bails on Aug 6, 2009 17:40:26 GMT -5
The first cool stretch of Autumn had fallen upon Gaia. Daisy stood in her office starring out the window. It wasn't that it was unbearably cold but her body wasn't so happy this morning. Hugging the wool sweater tighter around her, she couldn't help but smile. The newest Black- Godric would arrive into this world in May. A Spring baby.
Now she was planning. Did she want a boy or a girl? If they had a boy, they'd have two of each. For names she tried to think of ones she liked that began with S- Again, for the whole pairs thing. Balance. A certain sense of euphoria filed the Elf. A hope for good things to come for her family. Maybe it was time things started coming up rosy.
"Miss?" A voice interrupted her reverie. Turning, she saw a familiar face. It was Briar, the vampire from Parker's class. Only instead of being the dashing young lad with the jet hair, tanned skin and chocolate eyes, he was sallow and pinched. Clutching a hallpass in his hand, it meant he wasn't here for bad behavior.
"Come in."
He didn't seem to be able to focus as he wavered as he walked, collapsing into the chair. "I'm feeling poorly Miss. Sir- He sent me here to see you." The tough little vampire's voice shook like he was going to cry. "I can't blink."
A Mother first, Daisy put a hand on his shoulder. She could feel the fever through his shirt which was funny as vampires are known for being cooler. "Oh, Briar, you probably can't because you're sick." Rubbing his shoulder, she noticed a rash up the back of his neck. Lifting away his collar, she looked down. The skin of his back was beat red and parts looked almost raw.
"Miss!" He tugged away but opened his mouth to gag. Just as she passed him the bucket, he began to vomit up a torrent of blood. He coughed and retched before wiping his mouth off. "Sorry."
Daisy shook her head, "Don't apologize. Im going to go get Headmistress' secretary to run and get a healer. Stay here for a second, sweetie, and then I'll take you to the infirmary." Stepping out into the hall, she was about to go to Sophia's office when she came out. The hem of her shirt was marked with blood. "Oh my Goddess!"
Sophia raised her hand, "It's not mind, Daisy." She turned to look back in the office. "Elaine-" the secretary, "she passed out after throwing up blood."
"I have a student too."
The witch crossed her arms over her chest. "Daisy, I think we have a problem."
Now she was planning. Did she want a boy or a girl? If they had a boy, they'd have two of each. For names she tried to think of ones she liked that began with S- Again, for the whole pairs thing. Balance. A certain sense of euphoria filed the Elf. A hope for good things to come for her family. Maybe it was time things started coming up rosy.
"Miss?" A voice interrupted her reverie. Turning, she saw a familiar face. It was Briar, the vampire from Parker's class. Only instead of being the dashing young lad with the jet hair, tanned skin and chocolate eyes, he was sallow and pinched. Clutching a hallpass in his hand, it meant he wasn't here for bad behavior.
"Come in."
He didn't seem to be able to focus as he wavered as he walked, collapsing into the chair. "I'm feeling poorly Miss. Sir- He sent me here to see you." The tough little vampire's voice shook like he was going to cry. "I can't blink."
A Mother first, Daisy put a hand on his shoulder. She could feel the fever through his shirt which was funny as vampires are known for being cooler. "Oh, Briar, you probably can't because you're sick." Rubbing his shoulder, she noticed a rash up the back of his neck. Lifting away his collar, she looked down. The skin of his back was beat red and parts looked almost raw.
"Miss!" He tugged away but opened his mouth to gag. Just as she passed him the bucket, he began to vomit up a torrent of blood. He coughed and retched before wiping his mouth off. "Sorry."
Daisy shook her head, "Don't apologize. Im going to go get Headmistress' secretary to run and get a healer. Stay here for a second, sweetie, and then I'll take you to the infirmary." Stepping out into the hall, she was about to go to Sophia's office when she came out. The hem of her shirt was marked with blood. "Oh my Goddess!"
Sophia raised her hand, "It's not mind, Daisy." She turned to look back in the office. "Elaine-" the secretary, "she passed out after throwing up blood."
"I have a student too."
The witch crossed her arms over her chest. "Daisy, I think we have a problem."