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Who: Spencer (scary_enough) and Hanna (newitgirl)
Where: Spencer's room
When: After this
Rating: G, maybe PG at most? Nothing to cause much concern
Summary: Two little liars in Wonderland
the Story: Spencer stood in the doorway of the room she now supposed she could call hers, letting her back rest against the door-frame as she waited for Hanna to arrive. Or at least, the person who looked like, sounded like and claimed to be Hanna. Honestly, she wasn't sure how she felt about her friend having apparently been in two places at once over the last fortnight. Naturally, her first thought had been A - and really, Spencer hadn't quite let go of that possibility. But somehow, everything she'd heard so far about the place had implied that whatever was going on, it was far bigger than anything A was capable of. Especially if, as Spencer suspected, A was somehow linked to Toby Cavanaugh.
Her other theory so far was that this Hanna was a construct, sent by whoever was in charge so that Spencer would trust what she was being told. After all, what was more reassuring in an unfamiliar world than the familiar? She wasn't entirely sold on that theory either - whether it was the stress of the past few days, she didn't know, but Spencer found herself wanting Hanna to be Hanna. And for the time being, if only to give her frazzled mind a chance to settle down, that was the theory she would stick with for now.
Scanning the hallways, Spencer crossed her arms over her chest as though it would protect her from anything lurking. Having never quite believed the Disney version of stories, even as a young child, she was all too familiar with the darker side of Wonderland. She tapped her foot impatiently, unable to keep still, hoping that Hanna would find her soon and that no-one - or nothing - else would while she was unprepared to face them.
Where: Spencer's room
When: After this
Rating: G, maybe PG at most? Nothing to cause much concern
Summary: Two little liars in Wonderland
the Story: Spencer stood in the doorway of the room she now supposed she could call hers, letting her back rest against the door-frame as she waited for Hanna to arrive. Or at least, the person who looked like, sounded like and claimed to be Hanna. Honestly, she wasn't sure how she felt about her friend having apparently been in two places at once over the last fortnight. Naturally, her first thought had been A - and really, Spencer hadn't quite let go of that possibility. But somehow, everything she'd heard so far about the place had implied that whatever was going on, it was far bigger than anything A was capable of. Especially if, as Spencer suspected, A was somehow linked to Toby Cavanaugh.
Her other theory so far was that this Hanna was a construct, sent by whoever was in charge so that Spencer would trust what she was being told. After all, what was more reassuring in an unfamiliar world than the familiar? She wasn't entirely sold on that theory either - whether it was the stress of the past few days, she didn't know, but Spencer found herself wanting Hanna to be Hanna. And for the time being, if only to give her frazzled mind a chance to settle down, that was the theory she would stick with for now.
Scanning the hallways, Spencer crossed her arms over her chest as though it would protect her from anything lurking. Having never quite believed the Disney version of stories, even as a young child, she was all too familiar with the darker side of Wonderland. She tapped her foot impatiently, unable to keep still, hoping that Hanna would find her soon and that no-one - or nothing - else would while she was unprepared to face them.