<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://blogs.psychcentral.com/creative-mind/files/2013/08/EmmaWatson5.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rahne Sinclaire<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Headmaster's Office<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 2nd 2017, Mid Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charles Xavier<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Having her meeting with the professor.<br/><hr/><br/>Rahne quickly cast her gaze back to her lap when the Professor started to use a more serious tone, knowing immediately that she had misstepped. And again, he would feel her mind recoil and resist his words. He could claim that she wasn't broken, or didn't need fixed. But when she knew there was so much that was wrong with her, how could she agree to that? She had been born to a whore, abandoned by whoever her father was, and cursed with a mutation that defied the perfection and divinely inspired human form. Man had been made in God's image, after all, and woman to be his companion.<br/><br/>Turning into a wolf, and desiring the female form over a male's defied God's design rather completely. How could she not be broken? And wouldn't changing some of that be better, regardless, than not?<br/><br/>"Ah...But, Professor..." she started, only to be cut off as he continued. The darker thoughts in her mind stayed at the surface, working against his attempts to show her the good that she could be, than there was nothing wrong with her. But memories of the past year, when she had started to embrace what she was, still shone through in places. Working with Logan to understand and control her powers, to the point that, if she wanted to, she could enhance her senses without growing fur. "But the Reverend said..."<br/><br/>She just closed her eyes, biting on her lips, cutting herself off as the professor continued on to say that he wouldn't do as she had hoped he might. Even if it would change her, it had to be for the better, that was what she had in her mind. What did the progress she had made in the past year matter, if she was still falling into the trap of temptation?<br/><br/>"O' course, Professor..." she just said softly, unable to argue with an authority figure, and unwilling to risk making him even more upset with her. "Ah think Ah might have taken up enough o' your time...The blocks are...okay? Ah can go?"