Open RP in Ravenclaw Commons
Dawn didn't know where to go. Her head was trying to think a dozen thoughts at once, which was, of course, not a good way to actually process anything.
Illyria knows what I am, she thought. After all this time, you'd think I'd be happy.
Instead, Dawn just wanted to get away. Later, maybe, after the Sorting, she'd seek out Illyria. If she was brave enough to finally learn the truth about her existence. A few half-formed ideas to owl someone off-campus--Buffy, Giles, or Willow--sprouted in her mind, but then were quickly squelched. She couldn't pass this off on someone hundreds or thousands of miles away. As for friends here, Oz and Xander were the only ones who might understand, but Xander was incommunicado, and Oz was damned hard to have a conversation with. She found her feet taking her back to Ravenclaw. As she entered the commons, the bar caught her eye.
A glass of wine would be good. Maybe two. She made a beeline for the bar. It'd be good not to think of anything for a while.
Illyria knows what I am, she thought. After all this time, you'd think I'd be happy.
Instead, Dawn just wanted to get away. Later, maybe, after the Sorting, she'd seek out Illyria. If she was brave enough to finally learn the truth about her existence. A few half-formed ideas to owl someone off-campus--Buffy, Giles, or Willow--sprouted in her mind, but then were quickly squelched. She couldn't pass this off on someone hundreds or thousands of miles away. As for friends here, Oz and Xander were the only ones who might understand, but Xander was incommunicado, and Oz was damned hard to have a conversation with. She found her feet taking her back to Ravenclaw. As she entered the commons, the bar caught her eye.
A glass of wine would be good. Maybe two. She made a beeline for the bar. It'd be good not to think of anything for a while.