Room 407; Sunday Evening
Zatanna was sitting on her bed, staring at the piece of paper she had been working on in silence.
Dad,
Sorry for not writing...since I arrived here. It's been crazy, you know? Everyone is different, and there is so much to learn from nearly everything that happens here I was briefly overwhelmed. Well, not 'briefly', if you know what I mean. Still, I just wanted you to know I am fine and well, and that I'm having fun and learning things, being responsible, trying to be nice...you know the drill. I'm rooming with Elphaba, and she is GREEN; isn't that awesome? She keeps saying she isn't magic, but I'm sure she'll come around and let me know when she feels ready. She's a good friend and I want to give her space, so I'm not being pushy, really! I'm even doing my magic training somewhere else so she doesn't need to deal with whatever that might go wrong. Nothing has gone wrong, don't even start with it.
Of all the other new people I've met, there is this girl, Raven...I did something horrible to her. Or rather, I didn't she is also a magic user, and looks like she is rather powerful. Not me, me, but some other dimension's Zatanna, her Zatanna. And she sort of hates me and fears me She's a bit -ehem, a LOT- of a goth, so she's all dark and...goth-like. I feel horrible, I feel like a monster Honestly, she is a bit intimidating. Her mom is dead because of me!. Her friends really know how to be pretty close-knit, too. Karla looks like she wants to put that Craft of hers into use. There are many other magic users around though but she's the one I owe; what should do dad? How do I deal with this? I don't like being not liked, I don't like not liking others. I guess...you can't really get to know everyone, but you know me, I'm stubborn and I won't stop.
Honestly, I'm scared
I love you Dad,
Zee.
Sighing, Zatanna folded the letter and put it on the little night table next to her bed. She just sat there in silence; usually after writing her father she felt sad, but also relieved she could keep him updated, even if it was just her imagination. But now...she would have done anything to hear his advice.
[OOC: Door cracked, open post! NFB for the contents of the letter, everything else is fair game.]
Dad,
Sorry for not writing...since I arrived here. It's been crazy, you know? Everyone is different, and there is so much to learn from nearly everything that happens here I was briefly overwhelmed. Well, not 'briefly', if you know what I mean. Still, I just wanted you to know I am fine and well, and that I'm having fun and learning things, being responsible, trying to be nice...you know the drill. I'm rooming with Elphaba, and she is GREEN; isn't that awesome? She keeps saying she isn't magic, but I'm sure she'll come around and let me know when she feels ready. She's a good friend and I want to give her space, so I'm not being pushy, really! I'm even doing my magic training somewhere else so she doesn't need to deal with whatever that might go wrong. Nothing has gone wrong, don't even start with it.
Of all the other new people I've met, there is this girl, Raven...I did something horrible to her. Or rather, I didn't she is also a magic user, and looks like she is rather powerful. Not me, me, but some other dimension's Zatanna, her Zatanna. And she sort of hates me and fears me She's a bit -ehem, a LOT- of a goth, so she's all dark and...goth-like. I feel horrible, I feel like a monster Honestly, she is a bit intimidating. Her mom is dead because of me!. Her friends really know how to be pretty close-knit, too. Karla looks like she wants to put that Craft of hers into use. There are many other magic users around though but she's the one I owe; what should do dad? How do I deal with this? I don't like being not liked, I don't like not liking others. I guess...you can't really get to know everyone, but you know me, I'm stubborn and I won't stop.
Honestly, I'm scared
I love you Dad,
Zee.
Sighing, Zatanna folded the letter and put it on the little night table next to her bed. She just sat there in silence; usually after writing her father she felt sad, but also relieved she could keep him updated, even if it was just her imagination. But now...she would have done anything to hear his advice.
[OOC: Door cracked, open post! NFB for the contents of the letter, everything else is fair game.]