Jun 20, 2009 23:24
((OOC: Internet issues are fixed, so let's get this party started))
[Quistis wakes slowly, curled up with her knees almost to her chin, as if to conserve body heat. She looks surprisingly peaceful - at least until she opens her eyes, only to see branches and leaves above her and feel a breeze she certainly shouldn't if she was indoors.]
What...?
[She sits up, pushing loose hair out of her face, reaching blindly for a clip or tie before realizing one isn't there and retracting that hand. She doesn't notice the book nearby.]
...What's going on?