River lay on her bed staring up at the ceiling. She had only had one class today, and after that she had curled up in bed.

Looking back on the past two weeks, they certainly seemed a lot longer than just two. First, the plague. It had started on Monday, when people in class had been unwell. From there it had got worse. She had stopped by Anakin on ( Read more... )

River stood on her toes, reaching up to attempt to push an acorn against the glued open jaws of the vole skeleton hanging from the ceiling lamp. The skeleton was pushed backwards, then began to swing in a pendular motion. The acorn fell downwards and River caught it in her other hand. On the walls the shadows began to move and shift, but River's ( Read more... )

River had hung a vole skeleton from the ceiling lamp, and now lay on the bed, watching the shadows that moved around the walls, cast by the slowly rotating thing. It felt like company. The room had seemed even more empty than usual since a certain person had left after a visit, now over a week ago, and with Buffy back in Sunnydale there was only ( Read more... )

Homecoming had been a busy weekend. Greeting homecoming alumni had been part of her job on Friday, and that had included Parker and Sam. After that there had been the carnival, where she had thrown an apple at Lee, given the plague to Adah and practised shooting with Parker. Oh, and she had signed up for the kissing booth, where Cedric had stopped ( Read more... )

Having returned from the clinic the previous evening, River had still felt a little bruised when she woke up in the morning. She was hungry though. A quick visit to the common room kitchen solved that, and she settled down on her bed with breakfast, while drawing complicated blurbs in her notebook.

The week had been eventful as usual. Classes had ( Read more... )

( Her first week back at Fandom had been busy... )

Blair had taught her how to meditate, and led her on to the spirit plane. Strange place. But she was pleased to know that there was a place where the blue hedgehogs existed. But more importantly, she now knew where to go looking for answers.

She phoned Jack and Kaylee. Then she phoned Parker. And then Jane.

And she really needed to tell Buffy.

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Simon had left. She already missed him, but at least this time she had handwavily introduced him to Berthold. That had gone reasonably smoothly compared to other introductions this weekend. Meeting Naomi, Blair's mum, had been successful at first, but had ended with Naomi wanting to take Blair out of school. River felt she was at least partly to ( Read more... )

River was lying on her bed, making random lines on her sketch pad. If asked she'd probably claim there was some logic behind them, but to be honest there wasn't. Instead her thoughts were wandering to some of this week's events.

It had all started when Blair had thought about testing Berthold. For Blair it must have been perfectly innocent, and ( Read more... )

Dear Simon,

Things are currently a bit confusing, as some students have switched bodies. I have given up trying to understand how everything works here. On a more positive note there was a carnival this Friday, including rides, food and shooting. Don't worry, I didn't shoot. One of my teachers won a pink rabbit for me.  The day before that a large ( Read more... )