Philosophy classroom: office hours, Thursday morning

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Tara is in her office, and available to talk to students. There are dark rings under her eyes, and she yawns occasionally, as she sips what smells like peppermint tea.

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"Oh, Maia, I'm not saying I won't help! Of course I'll be there!" Tara leaps up to hug Maia. "But you're a seer, and she's a seer, and I'm just a Wicca. I've already screwed up so bad, I just don't want to make it worse. You need help, Maia. We need help."


((It's all good. Was a brilliant idea.))

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Maia hugged Tara quickly. "This thing, whatever is doing this to me. Its getting worse Tara. I feel- I feel it draining me now. Not just getting cold, I feel it pulling me."


((OOC: will be back in a half hour. ))