Spell 22 .: Elphaba :. Thank Goodness..[In person]
[Much like the fortnight in Paris, Elphaba still had no idea which city she'd woken up in. But the one thing she did notice was that she was now alone. So Wallace had been mistaken on one part and completely wrong on the other. He'd told her Piccolo would be back; not what age he'd be, and as shown now how long he'd be around for. Her mood only darkened when she went to the window and saw sheets of snow layering the ground below, ith more cascading down from the grey skies. But, regardless, she headed out of the hotel and into the street, her hat catching any stray snowflakes. Her mission was to get herself some warmer clothes, and then..
Well, she didn't know. Usually she'd want to be exploring the new landscape, but the one person she wanted to do that with was gone. But, to stop herself getting depressed again (which the previous week had made harder), she focused on her first task. And a clothing outlet nearby helped her get that overwith.
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About an hour later, now dressed in black jeans, boots and a long, black hooded jacket, she pulls the hood over her head as she pushes her glove hands into her pockets, and starts wandering in search of a place to eat. Not that she was at all hungry, but it was better than staying in the cold much longer.]
Well, she didn't know. Usually she'd want to be exploring the new landscape, but the one person she wanted to do that with was gone. But, to stop herself getting depressed again (which the previous week had made harder), she focused on her first task. And a clothing outlet nearby helped her get that overwith.
**
About an hour later, now dressed in black jeans, boots and a long, black hooded jacket, she pulls the hood over her head as she pushes her glove hands into her pockets, and starts wandering in search of a place to eat. Not that she was at all hungry, but it was better than staying in the cold much longer.]
