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Corinnas Odd Encounter Sr Seamus 250419
On a windy evening, in the comfort of her cozy, fairy-lit room within Repentance House, Corinna's quiet was interrupted by a knock and the refined voice of Dr. Ewen Spilsbury, a professor with an interest in the occult and ritualism. He claimed to represent the Sapphire Martyrs, a group with a plan to hinder apocalyptic events, and revealed Corinna was singled out due to her unique predictive abilities. Despite the interruption and her skepticism, Corinna agrees to give Spilsbury a tarot reading concerning his sister Harper, intrigued yet cautious. As the reading proceeds, touching on past guidance, present journeys, and the promise of a twin flame in Harper's future, Corinna's skills seem to genuinely impress the professor. He proposes her involvement in his plans, not merely for her tarot readings but for her potent yet untapped potential to foresee critical upcoming events.
The offer, however, takes a twist when Florian, one of Corinna's close friends, enters the scene. His presence shifts the dynamic, grounding the conversation back to the reality of their student lives amid the grandiose propositions of saving realms. Ewen tries to rope Florian into the deal, suggesting both could contribute significantly to the cause. Yet, despite the professor's persuasive tactics, leaving behind his business card and a hefty cash payment for the reading, Corinna and Florian remain hesitant. They promise to contemplate the offer, prioritizing their current lives and responsibilities over the daunting and immediate commitment to a cosmic-scale project. As Dr. Spilsbury exits into the night, leaving behind a mix of unease and curiosity, Corinna and Florian stand together, contemplating the weight of the choices before them and the strange, unbidden gateways those choices might unlock.
(Corinna's odd encounter(SRSeamus):SRSeamus)
[Fri Apr 18 2025]
In the prettily-decorated fourthbedroom of Repentance House
This bedroom is a cozy haven of softness and light, where the scent of vanilla mingles with warm, woody notes and golden fairy lights twinkle across the walls and ceiling. At its center, a grand canopy bed draped in sheer curtains and layered with blankets in gradients of greenfrom pale mint to deep forestplus pillows and mochi cat plushies, creates a cloud-like retreat. A thick green-toned carpet softens the floor, shifting from soft sage to mossy velvet beneath your feet, while books and art supplies fill neatly arranged shelves and a tidy desk beneath a warm lamp. By the large window, a cushioned nook with scattered pillows in soft green hues offers the perfect spot to curl up, sip tea, and watch the rain slide down the glass.
It is night, about 55F(12C) degrees, There is a last quarter moon.
(One of your targets has been identified by The Sapphire Martyrs as a key figure in their apocalyptic plan due to their unique abilities or knowledge. The group has sent a persuasive and charismatic recruiter to Haven, trying to bring your target into their ranks. The recruiter is not a typical villain, but someone who genuinely believes in the cause and is ready to sacrifice everything for it. Your target and their allies must resist the recruiter's manipulations and figure out a way to expose or counter the Martyrs' plan without falling into despair or causing more harm.)
Corinna sits on her bed, tapping on her cell phone, trying to check if texts are going through yet. She growls out of frustration. "FUCKING DUMBFUCK WIND!" she sighs, flopping on her bed. Oh the frustrations of the young and constantly connected...
Once upon this oh about quarter after 10 PM on this dreary, or windy rather, Friday evening, while Corinna pondered weak and weary of this Dumb Fucking Hurricane, there suddenly came a tapping as of someone gently rapping at her bedroom door. It is quiet at first and then a little louder. "Miss Hu? Miss Hu? I would like a moment of your time if you please," the voice is soft and pleasant. Refined even, as if from upper crust Boston society.
Corinna looks up towards her door. But she frowns as she hears the sound of an unfamiliar voice. An upper crust voice. She bristles a little, rolling her eyes before she scoots off the bed, stomping over to throw the door open. "WHAT?!"
Standing in the door way is a middle aged man in a tweed three piece suit. He has a pronounced belly and receeding hairline of light auburn hair and hazel eyes that peer out from behind thick horn-rimmed glasses. "Ah! Miss Hu! A delight to finally meet you. I amd Doctor Ewen Spilsbury. I trust you have heard of me?"
Corinna makes a face as she takes in the pot bellied man. Her arms cross as she leans on her door frame. Typical rebellious girl shit. "No, who the fuck are you?"
"Doctor Ewen Spilsbury," he quickly repeats when Corinna questions who the fuck he is. "I am a professor of Occult Studies and Ritualism here at the university. I also have clinic hours from time to time, but I am here to talk to you about something else. I heard that you recently joined the band Riot Farm. Is that true? I may have an exciting opportunity for you, if you are interested."
Corinna tilts her head at the professor, eyes narrowing. "Yeah... I did... Do professors usually do house calls to the dorm?" she asks, a sense of natural skepticism rising. "Lemme see your ID," she presses.
Dr. Spilsbury reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a plastic laminated card that clearly shows his name and all the necessary creditals to prove, he is in fact who he says he is. Clipping the badge to his coat pocket he smiles at her, "We are authorized to come into the dorms as needed of course. We try not to be too disruptive. However, when he holds out his badge, the ring he wears is a simple silver ring with a tear shaped sapphire."
Corinna leans over, enough to check the creds. She scowls, her arms still crossed as she hears the older guy out. Her eyes clock the ring, but only sparingly. "Okay, what do you want then, Professor?" The last word is a little sarcastic. But who of this age is not an annoying punk?
"Ah," the Professor says, "You have been identified as a someone who we believe will be critical to the up coming events that will unfold. Tell me, what do you know about the future? Or perhaps future telling specifically?"
There's a clear shift in Corinna's attitude when the professor brings up fortune telling. "Oh, are you here for a reading Prof? Didn't need to beat around the bush so hard then. I offer tarot readings and tea leaf readings. For a price, of course."
"Oh no no I know what my future holds, Miss Hu, and our future holds," Spilsbury says with restrained glee. "However I am most interested in your ability to see the future. I wonder though, perhaps a reading is warrented. You do know when the world will end, don't you?"
"It's upcoming," Corinna remarks, shortly. "So we've got the time we have now." She looks over Spilsbury, begrudingly standing straight and allowing him into her dorm room. "So you want a tarot reading then? You got a question about the end of the world or something?"
Ewen takes a step in and closes the door behind them, valuing their privacy for the moment. "Yes please. I will even give you a head start in validating your skills. I have a sister, Harper. Please tell me her fate if you would be so kind."
Corinna reaches for a used tarot deck from her desk, gesturing for the professor to sit at a nearby table. She takes a seat across from him and begins to shuffle. "Harper. Please, focus your thoughts on Harper. On your question. I will do a three card spread for you."
Shuffle. Shuffle. Shuffle
"Put your energy into the question, Professor."
Ewen thinks a moment before he sits down and then does as Corinna asks, closing his eyes and laying his hands firmly on the table. "What does Harper's fate hold in the coming apocolypse?"
Corinna pulls three cards from the deck, one after another, laying them out from left to right in front of her.
The Hierophant.
The Moon.
The Lovers.
Her brown eyes gaze over them all, taking it all in. She glances over at the professor for a moment before pointing to the first card, from left to right.
"Past, Present, and Future. Harper was significant in your life, someone who you looked up to. Who offered guidance to you in the past..."
Ewen doesn't look at the cards, his eyes are on Corinna the whole time with a half grin and an appraising look. "So far so good. She is, in fact, my best friend. Despite her choices. Please continue Miss Hu."
Corinna nods and continues, her hand moving to the next card. "I see that she has been... on a journey. To find herself. She needs this time. She needs you to be patient with her while she finds her inner wisdom. She just release fear and embrace her intuition. Only through that can she transform into what she was meant to be..."
"And what was she meant to be," Ewen pushes on Corinna, though there is no anger or emotion in the request just pure analysis at this point. "And I want you to try to tell me the future, without using your cards. I think you have the power with in you to do great things, Miss Hu. Great things."
Corinna looks to the final card. "She is about to find her twin flame. A deep and meaningful relationship that will bring her joy. The choices she has made in the past are coming to bear, and she will find what her heart desires, even in the face of whatever obstacle comes her way."
She turns her gaze back to Ewen. "You want me to... just tell you?" She blinks, confused. "I need a vessel. I don't make predictions off the fly like that... besides. I wouldn't even know where to start, with that."
Ewen's eye twitches almost uncontrollably at the mention of her twin flame. Corinna is correct but who ever that flame is the older professor clearly doesn't approve. In an attempt to hide his bit of emotion he removes his glasses and takes a handkerief from his pocket, rubbing the cloth over the glass lenses. "Well, you thus far have said all of the right things. Would you like to hear my proposal? I think you will be most interested and, I would be lying if I didn't say this part, I need your skills."
Corinna looks puzzled. "Your proposal? You weren't here for a reading?" She scowls for a moment. "That's a fifty dollar reading right there," she informs him. "But I'll hear you out, sure. So long as you're paying before you go."
Spilsbury pulls out a fine leather billfold and produces a $100 bill and places it on the table in front of him, square to Corinna. It appears real and fresh. He isn't playing around. "I want to tell you about another organization. $100 for you to hear me out. An extra 50 for your reading, and if you decide to join, the debt of millions of people spread across hundreds of realms."
From outside the bedroom comes the tell-tale clicking of footsteps as Florian draws near, not bothering to hide his approach. He lifts a hand up and raps his knuckles on the door a couple of times, calling out: "Cori?"
Corinna looks up at a familiar voice behind the dorm doory. "Hey Flo! Come on in, it's open! Just doing a reading for Professor-" She stares at Ewen. It being quite clear that she's forgotten the dude's name
"And sure, I'll hear you out." Her hand snakes out to the bill, pulling it back and tucking it into her pocket for no-take-backsies.
Ewen stands when Florian enters the room and holds out a hand. "Doctor Ewen Spilsbury, Occult History and Ritulism Professor," he introduces himself in a clear upper crust Bostonian accent, "I am very interested in Miss Hu's abilities and would like to bring her into my project." Depending on how aware Florian is, he might notice the silver ring with a broken sapphire on the hand extended to him.
"Hey," Florian greets Corinna and the Professor upon stepping inside, but curling up a sunny smile for the aforementioned woman. When Florian's gaze flits to the extended hand, he walks closer to shake it, head bobbing firmly for the Professor. "Name's Florian, nice to meet you, Professor," he says with a polite smile, although some of his focus is taken away by the gleam of the silver ring on the Professor. He flattens his mouth and retreats with a step back or two, just silently glancing between him and Corinna while contemplating something.
Corinna gestures to Ewen. "The professor here has a proposal of some sort. Wants help with... some shit?" Real descriptive of her, but she turns her gaze over to Ewen, looking expectant.
"Miss Hu is, without a doubt, one of the best futurists the Sapphire Martyrs have ever seen, we would like her to help us with saving the Other, Godrealms, and Hell by helping forsee the future impact of present events," The Good Doctor says with a smile, jumping right to the point. "She has the talent she just needs to hone it and bring it to bear. I truly believe she can tell us what the impact will be with our various operations."
Florian's attention must have slowly drifted off elsewhere, deep in some thought, because the Professor's revelation has him snapping his attention back up to the Good Doctor with a little agape stare. "Oh, is this like a... recruitment offer? For her?" He offers a side-glance to Corinna for just a second. "We, uh... hm. Well, I'm one of Corinna's first few friends here on campus, actually, so. Maybe she and I can discuss about the prospect, and we can reach out to you some time in the future?"
Corinna raises an eyebrow at the offer. "Is there a salary invol-" She stops, glancing to Florian. One of them is speaking more sense than the other. "Flo is right, let me, uh, get back to you? Maybe you have a card or a number, or like something?" She asks Ewan.
"Oh that would be lovely, but maybe you would also like to Join... Florian wasn't it?," Ewan says with with abroad grin. "I am sure you both would be willing to give it your all? Pay the price to save the universe? We only have a few short years left and if we have any hope of doing the right thing we must act now."
"The thing is, Professor, all of these things about the Other, the Godrealms? Hell? Are all still... you know, very new to us. The supernatural world out there can be real scary and dangerous. We just need to discuss, if she and I agree, on how we can even balance our time for studying while also working with your group." Florian flashes an awkward little grin to the Professor. "Because like... I have other stuff out-of-campus too, my part time job. We just don't want to go headlong into things, if you get what I'm sayin'."
Corinna looks between Florian and Ewan, the former's reluctance seeming to encourage her own. "Yeah. I don't think this is like a... snap judgment thing, I think I should just. Sleep on it. Maybe I call you, not you show up at my door kinda thing..." She rises and backs up from the table, backs up from Ewan.
"The perfect time to join up is now," Ewen says with a grin, a true believer. "But fine fine if you need a moment to think about it please do. If there are any questions that need to be answered please let me know now hmm?" He reaches into his pocket and produces two very professional White Oak business cards, "And please plan on attending my class on Powowis next term. German Folk magic is very powerful stuff."
Florian takes a step forth to meet Corinna, sidling up right beside her with his hand softly pressed to her tailbone. He keeps his eyes trained on Ewen this entire time, head continuously bobbing along in acknowledgment, even presenting little smiles here and there. "Thank you, Professor. We're just a couple of students suddenly pushed and made Aware of things that are... phew, I mean, far bigger than we could ever imagine, right? And trying to make end's meet out here isn't exactly easy, so we just need to figure out where we are right now in life, before we say anything to your proposal. Don't... want to say yes, just to end up half-assing it mid-way and doubting ourselves, because it sounds like quite a leap. Saving the universe isn't something trivial."
Corinna steps back, using Florian as a bit of a human shield. She emerges only to snatch one of the business cards back, scanning it before tucking it away. "Yeah, yeah, what Flo said." She seems skeptical again. "Don't forget you owe another 50 for the reading!"
Oh and Florian also extends a hand to accept one of the business cards, if offered.
Ewen squints a moment as he considers the pair then gathers his things and then nods, suspicious mostly of Florian but then gives a dip of his head to the pair. "Yes well, I see." He he produces another $50 from his billfold and leaves it on the table. "You did hear me out." He holds out the other card to Florian then adds, to Corinna, the first time using a slightly menacing voice, "Do not waste your gift Corinna Hu. It would be a true shame." And with that he shuffles out and into the darkness.
Florian shoots an incredulous look to Corinna when she asks for the money, before turning back to Ewen with a somewhat apologetic look. Florian doesn't seem to have much else to offer with words though, only watching silently as the $50 bill is withdrawn and left on the table, side-stepping to give the Professor room to make his leave. He curls a hand around Corinna's side as he observes Ewen leave.
Corinna takes the money and continues to hide behind Florian. "BYE!" she shouts at someone.
Corinna takes the money and continues to hide behind Florian. "BYE!" she shouts at Ewan.
The offer, however, takes a twist when Florian, one of Corinna's close friends, enters the scene. His presence shifts the dynamic, grounding the conversation back to the reality of their student lives amid the grandiose propositions of saving realms. Ewen tries to rope Florian into the deal, suggesting both could contribute significantly to the cause. Yet, despite the professor's persuasive tactics, leaving behind his business card and a hefty cash payment for the reading, Corinna and Florian remain hesitant. They promise to contemplate the offer, prioritizing their current lives and responsibilities over the daunting and immediate commitment to a cosmic-scale project. As Dr. Spilsbury exits into the night, leaving behind a mix of unease and curiosity, Corinna and Florian stand together, contemplating the weight of the choices before them and the strange, unbidden gateways those choices might unlock.
(Corinna's odd encounter(SRSeamus):SRSeamus)
[Fri Apr 18 2025]
In the prettily-decorated fourthbedroom of Repentance House
This bedroom is a cozy haven of softness and light, where the scent of vanilla mingles with warm, woody notes and golden fairy lights twinkle across the walls and ceiling. At its center, a grand canopy bed draped in sheer curtains and layered with blankets in gradients of greenfrom pale mint to deep forestplus pillows and mochi cat plushies, creates a cloud-like retreat. A thick green-toned carpet softens the floor, shifting from soft sage to mossy velvet beneath your feet, while books and art supplies fill neatly arranged shelves and a tidy desk beneath a warm lamp. By the large window, a cushioned nook with scattered pillows in soft green hues offers the perfect spot to curl up, sip tea, and watch the rain slide down the glass.
It is night, about 55F(12C) degrees, There is a last quarter moon.
(One of your targets has been identified by The Sapphire Martyrs as a key figure in their apocalyptic plan due to their unique abilities or knowledge. The group has sent a persuasive and charismatic recruiter to Haven, trying to bring your target into their ranks. The recruiter is not a typical villain, but someone who genuinely believes in the cause and is ready to sacrifice everything for it. Your target and their allies must resist the recruiter's manipulations and figure out a way to expose or counter the Martyrs' plan without falling into despair or causing more harm.)
Corinna sits on her bed, tapping on her cell phone, trying to check if texts are going through yet. She growls out of frustration. "FUCKING DUMBFUCK WIND!" she sighs, flopping on her bed. Oh the frustrations of the young and constantly connected...
Once upon this oh about quarter after 10 PM on this dreary, or windy rather, Friday evening, while Corinna pondered weak and weary of this Dumb Fucking Hurricane, there suddenly came a tapping as of someone gently rapping at her bedroom door. It is quiet at first and then a little louder. "Miss Hu? Miss Hu? I would like a moment of your time if you please," the voice is soft and pleasant. Refined even, as if from upper crust Boston society.
Corinna looks up towards her door. But she frowns as she hears the sound of an unfamiliar voice. An upper crust voice. She bristles a little, rolling her eyes before she scoots off the bed, stomping over to throw the door open. "WHAT?!"
Standing in the door way is a middle aged man in a tweed three piece suit. He has a pronounced belly and receeding hairline of light auburn hair and hazel eyes that peer out from behind thick horn-rimmed glasses. "Ah! Miss Hu! A delight to finally meet you. I amd Doctor Ewen Spilsbury. I trust you have heard of me?"
Corinna makes a face as she takes in the pot bellied man. Her arms cross as she leans on her door frame. Typical rebellious girl shit. "No, who the fuck are you?"
"Doctor Ewen Spilsbury," he quickly repeats when Corinna questions who the fuck he is. "I am a professor of Occult Studies and Ritualism here at the university. I also have clinic hours from time to time, but I am here to talk to you about something else. I heard that you recently joined the band Riot Farm. Is that true? I may have an exciting opportunity for you, if you are interested."
Corinna tilts her head at the professor, eyes narrowing. "Yeah... I did... Do professors usually do house calls to the dorm?" she asks, a sense of natural skepticism rising. "Lemme see your ID," she presses.
Dr. Spilsbury reaches into his coat pocket and pulls out a plastic laminated card that clearly shows his name and all the necessary creditals to prove, he is in fact who he says he is. Clipping the badge to his coat pocket he smiles at her, "We are authorized to come into the dorms as needed of course. We try not to be too disruptive. However, when he holds out his badge, the ring he wears is a simple silver ring with a tear shaped sapphire."
Corinna leans over, enough to check the creds. She scowls, her arms still crossed as she hears the older guy out. Her eyes clock the ring, but only sparingly. "Okay, what do you want then, Professor?" The last word is a little sarcastic. But who of this age is not an annoying punk?
"Ah," the Professor says, "You have been identified as a someone who we believe will be critical to the up coming events that will unfold. Tell me, what do you know about the future? Or perhaps future telling specifically?"
There's a clear shift in Corinna's attitude when the professor brings up fortune telling. "Oh, are you here for a reading Prof? Didn't need to beat around the bush so hard then. I offer tarot readings and tea leaf readings. For a price, of course."
"Oh no no I know what my future holds, Miss Hu, and our future holds," Spilsbury says with restrained glee. "However I am most interested in your ability to see the future. I wonder though, perhaps a reading is warrented. You do know when the world will end, don't you?"
"It's upcoming," Corinna remarks, shortly. "So we've got the time we have now." She looks over Spilsbury, begrudingly standing straight and allowing him into her dorm room. "So you want a tarot reading then? You got a question about the end of the world or something?"
Ewen takes a step in and closes the door behind them, valuing their privacy for the moment. "Yes please. I will even give you a head start in validating your skills. I have a sister, Harper. Please tell me her fate if you would be so kind."
Corinna reaches for a used tarot deck from her desk, gesturing for the professor to sit at a nearby table. She takes a seat across from him and begins to shuffle. "Harper. Please, focus your thoughts on Harper. On your question. I will do a three card spread for you."
Shuffle. Shuffle. Shuffle
"Put your energy into the question, Professor."
Ewen thinks a moment before he sits down and then does as Corinna asks, closing his eyes and laying his hands firmly on the table. "What does Harper's fate hold in the coming apocolypse?"
Corinna pulls three cards from the deck, one after another, laying them out from left to right in front of her.
The Hierophant.
The Moon.
The Lovers.
Her brown eyes gaze over them all, taking it all in. She glances over at the professor for a moment before pointing to the first card, from left to right.
"Past, Present, and Future. Harper was significant in your life, someone who you looked up to. Who offered guidance to you in the past..."
Ewen doesn't look at the cards, his eyes are on Corinna the whole time with a half grin and an appraising look. "So far so good. She is, in fact, my best friend. Despite her choices. Please continue Miss Hu."
Corinna nods and continues, her hand moving to the next card. "I see that she has been... on a journey. To find herself. She needs this time. She needs you to be patient with her while she finds her inner wisdom. She just release fear and embrace her intuition. Only through that can she transform into what she was meant to be..."
"And what was she meant to be," Ewen pushes on Corinna, though there is no anger or emotion in the request just pure analysis at this point. "And I want you to try to tell me the future, without using your cards. I think you have the power with in you to do great things, Miss Hu. Great things."
Corinna looks to the final card. "She is about to find her twin flame. A deep and meaningful relationship that will bring her joy. The choices she has made in the past are coming to bear, and she will find what her heart desires, even in the face of whatever obstacle comes her way."
She turns her gaze back to Ewen. "You want me to... just tell you?" She blinks, confused. "I need a vessel. I don't make predictions off the fly like that... besides. I wouldn't even know where to start, with that."
Ewen's eye twitches almost uncontrollably at the mention of her twin flame. Corinna is correct but who ever that flame is the older professor clearly doesn't approve. In an attempt to hide his bit of emotion he removes his glasses and takes a handkerief from his pocket, rubbing the cloth over the glass lenses. "Well, you thus far have said all of the right things. Would you like to hear my proposal? I think you will be most interested and, I would be lying if I didn't say this part, I need your skills."
Corinna looks puzzled. "Your proposal? You weren't here for a reading?" She scowls for a moment. "That's a fifty dollar reading right there," she informs him. "But I'll hear you out, sure. So long as you're paying before you go."
Spilsbury pulls out a fine leather billfold and produces a $100 bill and places it on the table in front of him, square to Corinna. It appears real and fresh. He isn't playing around. "I want to tell you about another organization. $100 for you to hear me out. An extra 50 for your reading, and if you decide to join, the debt of millions of people spread across hundreds of realms."
From outside the bedroom comes the tell-tale clicking of footsteps as Florian draws near, not bothering to hide his approach. He lifts a hand up and raps his knuckles on the door a couple of times, calling out: "Cori?"
Corinna looks up at a familiar voice behind the dorm doory. "Hey Flo! Come on in, it's open! Just doing a reading for Professor-" She stares at Ewen. It being quite clear that she's forgotten the dude's name
"And sure, I'll hear you out." Her hand snakes out to the bill, pulling it back and tucking it into her pocket for no-take-backsies.
Ewen stands when Florian enters the room and holds out a hand. "Doctor Ewen Spilsbury, Occult History and Ritulism Professor," he introduces himself in a clear upper crust Bostonian accent, "I am very interested in Miss Hu's abilities and would like to bring her into my project." Depending on how aware Florian is, he might notice the silver ring with a broken sapphire on the hand extended to him.
"Hey," Florian greets Corinna and the Professor upon stepping inside, but curling up a sunny smile for the aforementioned woman. When Florian's gaze flits to the extended hand, he walks closer to shake it, head bobbing firmly for the Professor. "Name's Florian, nice to meet you, Professor," he says with a polite smile, although some of his focus is taken away by the gleam of the silver ring on the Professor. He flattens his mouth and retreats with a step back or two, just silently glancing between him and Corinna while contemplating something.
Corinna gestures to Ewen. "The professor here has a proposal of some sort. Wants help with... some shit?" Real descriptive of her, but she turns her gaze over to Ewen, looking expectant.
"Miss Hu is, without a doubt, one of the best futurists the Sapphire Martyrs have ever seen, we would like her to help us with saving the Other, Godrealms, and Hell by helping forsee the future impact of present events," The Good Doctor says with a smile, jumping right to the point. "She has the talent she just needs to hone it and bring it to bear. I truly believe she can tell us what the impact will be with our various operations."
Florian's attention must have slowly drifted off elsewhere, deep in some thought, because the Professor's revelation has him snapping his attention back up to the Good Doctor with a little agape stare. "Oh, is this like a... recruitment offer? For her?" He offers a side-glance to Corinna for just a second. "We, uh... hm. Well, I'm one of Corinna's first few friends here on campus, actually, so. Maybe she and I can discuss about the prospect, and we can reach out to you some time in the future?"
Corinna raises an eyebrow at the offer. "Is there a salary invol-" She stops, glancing to Florian. One of them is speaking more sense than the other. "Flo is right, let me, uh, get back to you? Maybe you have a card or a number, or like something?" She asks Ewan.
"Oh that would be lovely, but maybe you would also like to Join... Florian wasn't it?," Ewan says with with abroad grin. "I am sure you both would be willing to give it your all? Pay the price to save the universe? We only have a few short years left and if we have any hope of doing the right thing we must act now."
"The thing is, Professor, all of these things about the Other, the Godrealms? Hell? Are all still... you know, very new to us. The supernatural world out there can be real scary and dangerous. We just need to discuss, if she and I agree, on how we can even balance our time for studying while also working with your group." Florian flashes an awkward little grin to the Professor. "Because like... I have other stuff out-of-campus too, my part time job. We just don't want to go headlong into things, if you get what I'm sayin'."
Corinna looks between Florian and Ewan, the former's reluctance seeming to encourage her own. "Yeah. I don't think this is like a... snap judgment thing, I think I should just. Sleep on it. Maybe I call you, not you show up at my door kinda thing..." She rises and backs up from the table, backs up from Ewan.
"The perfect time to join up is now," Ewen says with a grin, a true believer. "But fine fine if you need a moment to think about it please do. If there are any questions that need to be answered please let me know now hmm?" He reaches into his pocket and produces two very professional White Oak business cards, "And please plan on attending my class on Powowis next term. German Folk magic is very powerful stuff."
Florian takes a step forth to meet Corinna, sidling up right beside her with his hand softly pressed to her tailbone. He keeps his eyes trained on Ewen this entire time, head continuously bobbing along in acknowledgment, even presenting little smiles here and there. "Thank you, Professor. We're just a couple of students suddenly pushed and made Aware of things that are... phew, I mean, far bigger than we could ever imagine, right? And trying to make end's meet out here isn't exactly easy, so we just need to figure out where we are right now in life, before we say anything to your proposal. Don't... want to say yes, just to end up half-assing it mid-way and doubting ourselves, because it sounds like quite a leap. Saving the universe isn't something trivial."
Corinna steps back, using Florian as a bit of a human shield. She emerges only to snatch one of the business cards back, scanning it before tucking it away. "Yeah, yeah, what Flo said." She seems skeptical again. "Don't forget you owe another 50 for the reading!"
Oh and Florian also extends a hand to accept one of the business cards, if offered.
Ewen squints a moment as he considers the pair then gathers his things and then nods, suspicious mostly of Florian but then gives a dip of his head to the pair. "Yes well, I see." He he produces another $50 from his billfold and leaves it on the table. "You did hear me out." He holds out the other card to Florian then adds, to Corinna, the first time using a slightly menacing voice, "Do not waste your gift Corinna Hu. It would be a true shame." And with that he shuffles out and into the darkness.
Florian shoots an incredulous look to Corinna when she asks for the money, before turning back to Ewen with a somewhat apologetic look. Florian doesn't seem to have much else to offer with words though, only watching silently as the $50 bill is withdrawn and left on the table, side-stepping to give the Professor room to make his leave. He curls a hand around Corinna's side as he observes Ewen leave.
Corinna takes the money and continues to hide behind Florian. "BYE!" she shouts at someone.
Corinna takes the money and continues to hide behind Florian. "BYE!" she shouts at Ewan.