Post by amnesiaman on Dec 12, 2004 12:14:09 GMT -5
quotes from patronum:
"Maybe I would be able to ease up if I didn't have to worry about possibly becoming a vegetable every time i have a vision!" A few people in the pub began to stare, and many got quiet at his loud tone towards Alexia.
She just shrugged indifferently. "Well sorry! I didn't know you were visualizing anything! I was wondering if you siezed up and died is all!" She looked slightly miffed as she chugged the rest of her drink.
"You use your brain to figure out if I am dead or not, not your hands. That was dangerous. I'm just glad you didn't keep it up. You should have been able to tell I was still alive because I was still breathing, plus I likely would have fallen over if i would have kicked the bucket."
"Well," he stated, clearly still annoyed,"It depends. some of them can involve all of your senses, and you can actually move during it as though walking through the memory. people might se you or your conciousness in apparition form wandering about aimlessly on the outside, but you are walking around or doing something in the memory or premotitions. Another kind is where you are totally still, unmoving, and it just plays out on it's own without you witnessing it firsthand. Kinda like watching a muggle movie."
"Oh, wow! I'd hate for that to happen with me!" She was unaware that she was tredding on dangerous grounds at the moment. Leaning foreward she orderd another butterbeer, seemingly thirsty.
"Some times in the first kind, you can evenexperience pain. Like if you have a premonition of yourself in the future being tortured, you will be tortured. Even a few cases of people dying in their premonitions have been reported to the Department of Mysteries."
"They come a load of times. short premonitions could come from anywhere. I could probably pick one up just by touching your butterbeer." Adrian smiled, then realized he had said too much. He didn't want to use his gift in public... "I have to go," he muttered, then left back for the castle.
Adrian snapped out of the memory and began to realize he was late for muggle studies, again. His short black hair flew up in the draft from his speed as he ran to class, only to see it mostly over, and his love interest having a telepathic conversation with another person. 'the story of my life.' Adrian mumbled to himself, pushing back up his dark sunglasses, which hid his glowing pure white eyes from stares.
those will be used as memories later, but they describe his retromonitions and premoitions...
age:16
hair:black
eyes:pure white
skin:pale
attributes: a bit angsty at times,but sweet
"Maybe I would be able to ease up if I didn't have to worry about possibly becoming a vegetable every time i have a vision!" A few people in the pub began to stare, and many got quiet at his loud tone towards Alexia.
She just shrugged indifferently. "Well sorry! I didn't know you were visualizing anything! I was wondering if you siezed up and died is all!" She looked slightly miffed as she chugged the rest of her drink.
"You use your brain to figure out if I am dead or not, not your hands. That was dangerous. I'm just glad you didn't keep it up. You should have been able to tell I was still alive because I was still breathing, plus I likely would have fallen over if i would have kicked the bucket."
"Well," he stated, clearly still annoyed,"It depends. some of them can involve all of your senses, and you can actually move during it as though walking through the memory. people might se you or your conciousness in apparition form wandering about aimlessly on the outside, but you are walking around or doing something in the memory or premotitions. Another kind is where you are totally still, unmoving, and it just plays out on it's own without you witnessing it firsthand. Kinda like watching a muggle movie."
"Oh, wow! I'd hate for that to happen with me!" She was unaware that she was tredding on dangerous grounds at the moment. Leaning foreward she orderd another butterbeer, seemingly thirsty.
"Some times in the first kind, you can evenexperience pain. Like if you have a premonition of yourself in the future being tortured, you will be tortured. Even a few cases of people dying in their premonitions have been reported to the Department of Mysteries."
"They come a load of times. short premonitions could come from anywhere. I could probably pick one up just by touching your butterbeer." Adrian smiled, then realized he had said too much. He didn't want to use his gift in public... "I have to go," he muttered, then left back for the castle.
Adrian snapped out of the memory and began to realize he was late for muggle studies, again. His short black hair flew up in the draft from his speed as he ran to class, only to see it mostly over, and his love interest having a telepathic conversation with another person. 'the story of my life.' Adrian mumbled to himself, pushing back up his dark sunglasses, which hid his glowing pure white eyes from stares.
those will be used as memories later, but they describe his retromonitions and premoitions...
age:16
hair:black
eyes:pure white
skin:pale
attributes: a bit angsty at times,but sweet