[Well, she's been here for an hour, now. And she might have been more worried about sudden new surroundings, but it's not the first time she's woken up in a completely different place to where she fell asleep. Katie can be found lying on her stomach in a standard New Feather dress, in the spring grass by the river, paying no attention to the rain that filters down through the trees; bare feet swinging idly in the air as she investigates one (1) brand new magical journal. So many voices! You're all very fascinating, Lucetians.
But it's kind of cold out here and eventually she's going to remember that she probably has more important things to do. Like find her way home. And maybe get the burn around one wrist treated - that kind of stings. But most importantly ... have a child's voice over the journals with a crisp, British accent:]
Excuse me, book people? I know you're having lots of fun in there, but has anyone seen my hat?
((ooc: if you haven't hit up Katie's
permissions post and want to talk to her in person, I'd love it if you could do that for basis of first impressions, at least. |D))