Room 217, After The Curse Is Lifted
Savannah always felt that one of her strengths was the ability to hold heself together during a crisis.
She had spent a few days at the barricade keeping watch, and then today she had helped in the defense of the barricade. Of course, coming face to zombie face with her brother had almost broken her. Thankfully, he had left before she had been forced to hurt him in any way. After the barricade was on fire and they had done their best to close the gates, she had headed up to roof where she faced off with a very zealous zombie admirer.
When she felt the magic in the air and had seen the light that came down and surrounded all of the zombies, it had taken her a few moments of watching the transformations to realize they had won the battle.
She wasn't yet capable of facing anybody she knew that had been a zombie and like a zombie herself, she had gone to the showers to get cleaned up. It didn't bother her that she was still in the shower as the water ran cold -- it wasn't like she could feel it right now. She was sore and bruised and exhausted. She had drained herself magically during the fight and it was a wonder she could still stand.
It wasn't until she had made it back to her room and changed into her favorite pair of leggings and oversize t-shirt that the shaking set in.
[[OOC: For the boyfriend and SP is love.]]
She had spent a few days at the barricade keeping watch, and then today she had helped in the defense of the barricade. Of course, coming face to zombie face with her brother had almost broken her. Thankfully, he had left before she had been forced to hurt him in any way. After the barricade was on fire and they had done their best to close the gates, she had headed up to roof where she faced off with a very zealous zombie admirer.
When she felt the magic in the air and had seen the light that came down and surrounded all of the zombies, it had taken her a few moments of watching the transformations to realize they had won the battle.
She wasn't yet capable of facing anybody she knew that had been a zombie and like a zombie herself, she had gone to the showers to get cleaned up. It didn't bother her that she was still in the shower as the water ran cold -- it wasn't like she could feel it right now. She was sore and bruised and exhausted. She had drained herself magically during the fight and it was a wonder she could still stand.
It wasn't until she had made it back to her room and changed into her favorite pair of leggings and oversize t-shirt that the shaking set in.
[[OOC: For the boyfriend and SP is love.]]