Evelyn Stones
August 10, 2018 6:23 PM
Feelings incoming [Tag Professor Carter] by Evelyn Stones
It had been a few days since the start of term and since Evelyn's conversation with Ness in the library. She still wasn't wholly convinced that this was her best course of action, but couldn't think of anything else. If she were an adult, she'd probably want to know about bad things happening to children, so she wasn't too worried that Professor Carter would be upset with her for talking to her, but she was worried that she'd be told she was overreacting or something. In fact, her mind was full of questions as she returned to the Common Room after classes and made her way to Professor Carter's door.What if she was overreacting? What if she couldn't make herself clear and Professor Carter thought she was lying? What if she could make herself clear and Professor Carter still thought she was lying? What if nothing could be done? Did she even want anything to be done? What would happen if her parents found out she'd gone to somebody about this?
She knocked softly on Professor Carter's door, her heart pounding. After one big breath, she pushed the door open and popped her head in.
"Hello, Professor Carter," she murmured. "I was wondering if you had some time to talk?"
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Prof. Isis Carter
August 13, 2018 4:57 PM
Don't worry, I'm prepared for that. by Prof. Isis Carter
.At the knock on the door, Isis straightened upright. She’d been a bit too slouched to be truly professional, trying to wait out the latest bout of nausea she was feeling. It’d been coming and going for a couple days now, so she was pretty sure she’d contracted some sort of stomach bug. Which was just super fun and only slightly panic inducing, based on the whole disease-that-led-to-a-quarantine-of-the-school thing that had gone on the year prior. Isis doubted this was anything similar, and she knew logically that she could hardly live the rest of her life with this paranoia, but it was definitely a thought that crossed her mind.She was, however, surprised to see the source of the knock a moment later when her door began to open. Typically, the whole “come to my office if you need anything” bit of her speech to the first years was just a formality; it was rare that any of them actually came to see her, at least this early in the year. For Pecari House, that was automatically alarming. What the hell could have already gone wrong?
“Of course,” she answered kindly, standing up to welcome Evelyn in and gesture to the chair on the other side of her desk, all the while distinctly wishing her stomach was somewhere far removed from her body if this was the way it was going to behave. “Come on in. Is something the matter?” She certainly hoped it was nothing serious. A case of homesickness or something could be dealt with fairly easily, but Isis held a decided distaste for actual student difficulties. Not because she couldn't handle it - looking at her own life, it was more than evident that she could at least scrape by - but because it was always such a shame when a student was feeling negatively, especially one so new to the school, and so young.
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Evelyn Stones
August 13, 2018 9:48 PM
/me is skeptical. by Evelyn Stones
It was good that Professor Carter looked friendly, because Evelyn had just about convinced herself to forget the whole thing and leave. As it was, she smiled at the professor and made her way inside her office, taking the seat the woman offered. Professor Carter looked woozy, but relaxed, and Evelyn suddenly felt over-dressed in her lime green lipstick. She set the thought aside-- that wasn't the point of coming."Sort of," Evelyn replied to the woman's question, although it wasn't really much of an answer. "I've sort of made a friend I think and... well my friend said I should come talk to you. I'm not sure if you know Ness McLeod? Ness said I should talk to an adult if another adult was being mean... if my dad...."
Tears welled in her eyes and she blinked, irritated with herself. These weren't the sort of emotions she liked to demonstrate at all, let alone in front of an adult she didn't even really know at all.
"I didn't know who else to go to," she whimpered. "Ness said that not everybody's dad gets as mad as mine or does mean stuff."
Evelyn tugged nervously at the sleeve that covered her mangled arm, suddenly worried about how bad her tree-climbing scars would look if anyone was concerned about her wellbeing. Of course, it was her father that had refused proper medical care, so maybe they weren't far off.
"It's not like I'm in danger or anything... but I don't know if they'll let me go home... and I don't really want to go home... but like... I dunno. Ness said that some dads are real nice and sometimes my dad's not very nice and I don't want to worry anybody or get anybody in trouble but I just sort of feel like you aren't supposed to hit people, no matter how mad you get but I don't know if it's different because if I did something wrong then maybe it's different if I make him mad and I just don't know what to do but Ness said I should talk to an adult."
She took a big deep breath, realizing she'd been rambling, and then burst into tears.
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