Initiative.

[trustwellness]

With your course of study officially completed, for better or worse, there isn't much left for you in the courtroom itself; the elevator will take you back down to the first floor, where you'll be left off – it won't take you any lower than that. But then again, perhaps it doesn't need to. Take some time to reorient yourself, to be grateful that you didn't die, to do whatever it is you need to do – however, if you return to the main part of the building, away from the dorms... Well. There's something waiting for you in the foyer.

Comments

[neverheardofhim]

I take it this is one of those things that gold isn't going to pay for, either.

[foundfate]

Actually, future-predicting is one of the few kinds of wishes that can be paid in gold.

[neverheardofhim]

Guess you found yourself a job then. Congratulations.

[foundfate]

[Sweet, sweet employment.]

I'll try to stay out of any mage-related-shenanigans too, for your sake.

[neverheardofhim]

[Oh right. That's a thing.]

Yeah, uh. Let's keep your gift of prophecy between us, alright?

[foundfate]

My lips are sealed.

[He doesn't normally tell people about his future-sight anyway.]

[neverheardofhim]

You're a good kid, Goldie. [He let out a breath, a sigh that had been held for the better part of eight weeks.]

So will you be spending most of your time there, or am I only getting partial custody?