For Chris, Armand, or really anyone...

[glacianbitch]

Karla is hiding. She wouldn't put it that way, but she is. She hasn't quite locked the door, but she is sitting in a corner of her room on the windowseat, hidden behind the curtains, forehead pressed to the window and knees drawn to her chest. She is very much not in a happy place. She wants some loved male people.

Karla never thought to see her uncle again. Ever. It's not a pleasant surprise. She gets up shakily and goes to drink the tonic Jaenelle made her, trying to ignore the sick feeling in her stomach. Talking to Uncle Saetan and Jaenelle helped, and Morton...

Thank the Darkness for Morton being there.