Characters: Marine, Katrina, possibly open to anyone who wants to help them look if Marine and Katrina actually take the whole 'searching' crap outside.
What: Marine goes to Katrina for a fortune to help locate her missing ship after the ruckus all over campus somehow displaced it.
Where: Katrina's fortune-telling place (dorm room?)
When: Monday, mid-day-ish
Rating: G. Katrina wouldn't curse in front of l'il Marine, I know it!
((OOC: I can't get it to add Marine in the tags. WTF, LJ?!))
Marine rushed over to Katrina's room, not stopping to catch her breath. This was her baby she was talking about! She just HAD to find it immediately! All the hard work and time she'd put into this one... was it all down the tubes? She had to know... NOW. Breathing could wait 'til later.
"MS. KATRINA!!" Marine burst into the room, not bothering to knock or perform any other common curtesy. She was completely out of breath, gasping for air between high-pitched outbursts. The impact from the door slamming open caused another one of Katrina's decorative crystal balls to roll off its base and shatter on the ground. "I'm here!! What do we need to do?!"