<div class="floatleft">(http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/03/af/0d/03af0decc30c7bc22db04899bd58e795.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character Name</strong>: <em>Cordelia Goode</em><br/><strong>Who:</strong> <em>The Witches of Robichaux's Academy</em><br/><strong>Where:</strong> <em>Robichaux's Academy - Ancestry Room</em><br/><strong>When: </strong> <em><em>Friday, 13th of June</em></em></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/>The morning arrived when it was time to speak to her students.  Time to speak of the days, the times to come, and the development of their gifts.  She had been putting it off for far too long, but the students of Robichaux's were all destined for great things.  From her bedroom, which had stayed locked for the past few days as she wracked her brain on a way to tell them about their futures, she descended down the stairs and into the Ancestry Room.  The rails were of a dark wood and the walls were white and pure.<br/><br/><strong>"Everyone.... Everyone!  I need you all to join me in the Ancestry Room immediately."</strong>She paced the floor lightly as she waited for them, a fire coming to life and roaring in the fireplace.  Some of them had only arrived, and others had been there with her for years, but it was time they joined together for the good of themselves and that of the coven.  When they would arrive she would ask them all to take a seat and wait for the others, so she could address them all at once.