No classes, plus achiness and trauma from having been forced to keep playing her guitar for several hours the day before, meant Nadia slept in ( Read more... )

Nadia had nearly managed to forget that today was the day that was officially listed as her birthday, but had remembered upon noticing the date a little while ago, after the assembly ( Read more... )

Nadia had made sure the space between the beds in room 507 was cleared and set out some pillows and blankets for her and Pippi to sit on, with a stack of books to hold the candles. While she waited for Pippi, she mentally went over the process for meditation again, hoping she'd be able to find Duck and maybe get him to help her help Pippi ( Read more... )

After waking up in jail, then spending seven or so hours in a car arguing with Jamie about music, Nadia was feeling more than ready to be back. Or in Florida, but assuming Layla Miller was right, doing that would be a biiiiiiiig mistake ( Read more... )

The trouble with arguing with Pippi was, now she was rooming with her, and was much more likely to have to, you know, see her and talk to her again really quickly after said argument ( Read more... )

Nadia was spending a thrilling Saturday night on her bed, with Furrball attacking her feet, her guitar propped in her lap as she worked on "Thinking isn't Emo".

No emo on the roof was what you'd said to me ( Read more... )

In the chilly dark that was the pre-pre-dawn New Jersey morning, the headlights of passing trucks and cars swooped along the embankment at high speed, briefly illuminating an empty expanse of overgrown brown grass broken only by occasional patches of dirty gray snow and the flourescent green and white sign indicating a rest area at the next exit ( Read more... )

Nadia lay on her back on her bed, staring up at her chart, trying to figure out what she was still missing from the puzzle of what had been going on around here, lately.

She was starting to go a little crosseyed from it, actually.

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Nadia looked over her notes one last time before closing her laptop.

She had a lot to get done tomorrow, and dance class right in the middle of it.

Nervous? Maybe a bit.

Still, she was pretty sure she had all the details straightened out.

She handwavily contacted the people she knew would help out, then flopped back on her bed, pulling ( Read more... )

Nadia had her gun and her mallet and a stern expression on her face as she started through the school, looking to recruit people to go and confront whatever had possessed Jamie.

It had been a long week, and it was time for all of this to stop.

[ooc: locked to those who know who they are, for the establishing of the group for evil!Jamie ( Read more... )