The Lobby Of The Hotel (OtA)
Cassie was no idiot, and she wasn't going to be a helpless victim this time.
She knew that she wasn't the best fighter -- even with everything Bea had been teaching her -- and as of yet, she hadn't come across a spell that would work on these things. She could probably call forth fire on them, but she didn't want to have to get close enough to them to touch them.
Especially after one had spit at her and hit her left arm. It burned like crazy, but after he was beaten back, she'd found something to make a messily tied bandage with and had wrapped it around the cleaned as she should get it wound. She knew there was a clinic set up here in the hotel, but she didn't want to leave the doors right now. The burn could be taken care of later.
That was why she was positioned by the hotel doors in the lobby. When something tried to get in, she held the door open if they looked like they belonged here. If they didn't, she hit them a lot with the wooden staff she had until she'd beaten them back outside. She'd do the same thing if people were being chased into the hotel.
When there was a break in the action, she'd sit down in one of the chairs nearby and jot down on hotel stationary notes for new spells she needed to find or create.
Not that she was taking many breaks because there was always something at the doors.
She knew that she wasn't the best fighter -- even with everything Bea had been teaching her -- and as of yet, she hadn't come across a spell that would work on these things. She could probably call forth fire on them, but she didn't want to have to get close enough to them to touch them.
Especially after one had spit at her and hit her left arm. It burned like crazy, but after he was beaten back, she'd found something to make a messily tied bandage with and had wrapped it around the cleaned as she should get it wound. She knew there was a clinic set up here in the hotel, but she didn't want to leave the doors right now. The burn could be taken care of later.
That was why she was positioned by the hotel doors in the lobby. When something tried to get in, she held the door open if they looked like they belonged here. If they didn't, she hit them a lot with the wooden staff she had until she'd beaten them back outside. She'd do the same thing if people were being chased into the hotel.
When there was a break in the action, she'd sit down in one of the chairs nearby and jot down on hotel stationary notes for new spells she needed to find or create.
Not that she was taking many breaks because there was always something at the doors.