History of Poisons, Thursday Per 2
To say that Karla was distracted today would be an understatement. She'd already been overtired when she got to Fandom. Add that to feeling whatever was wrong with the island and discovering that Kayla could feel it, too, would be enough to shatter even the steadiest of nerves.
"Okay, what the Hell is going on?" she demanded, running a hand through hair already gone messy from the same gesture. "What's been going on with the land over the past week?! You lot live here--someone should be able to tell me something, right?"
She looked at her assembled students, waiting for someone to volunteer an answer. Anyone?
"Right. Class. You're here for class." You know, the class that had been absolutely forgotten about, yes. "I'm going out to figure out what the ffff--the Hell is wrong with the island. You can come along if you'd like. Otherwise....I don't care. Go research something poisonous. Come back next week with a new fact you learned about a poisonous plant. Whatever. Class dismissed."
"Okay, what the Hell is going on?" she demanded, running a hand through hair already gone messy from the same gesture. "What's been going on with the land over the past week?! You lot live here--someone should be able to tell me something, right?"
She looked at her assembled students, waiting for someone to volunteer an answer. Anyone?
"Right. Class. You're here for class." You know, the class that had been absolutely forgotten about, yes. "I'm going out to figure out what the ffff--the Hell is wrong with the island. You can come along if you'd like. Otherwise....I don't care. Go research something poisonous. Come back next week with a new fact you learned about a poisonous plant. Whatever. Class dismissed."