Rory was bored. And hungry. Mostly bored, though.

She'd had a productive and very nice week, between ongoing plans for vengeance, catching up with friends, a trip into Special Collections, being brought vaguely healthy food, making a new friend and having her keys transfiguredAnd Homecoming had been very nice, from the carnival where she had ( Read more... )

Rory had been working to translate as much of the giant Egyptian book ever since Bridge had left. She was close to tears looking at the excrucitatingly little progress she had made, but she'd gotten enough to know that she'd unleashed something bad by reading aloud ( Read more... )

Rory? Had had a rough couple of days, or weeks, or whatever.

So when she came back from the common room, she grabbed her notebook, and started writing a letter, not even bothering to mentally scold herself for being silly enough to write again.

( Hey, you )

After being talked into singing at Caritas (and if those looks she had been getting meant anything, her solo in the damn pageant was not going to go over well) and stopping by to see Anakin, Rory made her way back to 236 ( Read more... )

Her first night in Parker’s suite, Rory ( dreamed )

Rory woke Sunday morning, and after surveying the dismal, drizzling, overcast world outside her window, decided to stay in for breakfast ( Read more... )

When Rory arrived at Logan's, she was still shaking, and not just from the cold.

She pulled her key from her pocket with a trembling hand, and unsteadily fiddled with the lock. Succeeding after a moment, she opened the door and rapidly stepped in, pulling it firmly shut behind her and locking it again.

"Logan? Y-you here?"

( Rory's dreaming... )

Rory slept soundly and (thankfully) dreamlessly in the clinic the morning after she had been attacked. She had woken a few times in the middle of the night when both doctors had been in to check on her or adjust the needle in her arm, but had otherwise rested fairly peacefully.

[ooc: Locked to Logan, yo.]

After dropping her laptop off with Bridge, Rory came back to 305 and flopped onto her bed, exhausted.

It had been an excessively long day.

[ooc: OMG, locked to Logan]