03-20-2011, 07:25 AM
John nodded his head at Kaitlyn. He stepped towards her, placed his index fingers on her temples, pressed his forehead to hers (this was not necessarily necessary, but close contact often helped), and closed his eyes. He allowed his mind to go clear, and the visions became vividly clear in his head. After, his eyes went wide with shock, and he took a couple of steps back, breath and body shaking a bit, and his eyes had gone from their usual grey-blue to ice-white. As he began to regain his composer, and his eyes their colour, he began to speak again: "Well, I guess that answers two questions; why you're here and who sent you. There's only one who understands time well enough to receive "visions" that clear." He looked back at the other masters. "I don't think even keeping to twos and threes will help prevent this. I think tonight we should make the exception and all stay together." He looked at Prometheus, anticipating his rage/rejection. "Before you object -- and you will, it's inevitable -- remember this: if you decide not to, to take them head on this night, then that result this one" here he gestured towards Kaitlyn "will just as inevitable. We can "discuss" the specifics of how we should proceed with her in the morning." If we live that long.
