It wasn't unusual for Kaname to talk in her sleep. Actually it was more uncommon for her to sleep through the entire night silently than it was for her to be mumbling softly to herself. The words themselves, when actually intelligible, were a weird mish mash of advanced sounding technological terms that likely wouldn't have made much more sense if ( Read more... )

Kaname awoke to troubling dreams again that night. Like Wednesday, she really couldn't remember anything of the contents of her dreaming. All she knew was that when she woke up in the middle of night like this was that she was certain that there had been a dream, and that it was one that left her feeling... wrong, somehow. The sensation was vaguely ( Read more... )

The first thing Kaname was aware of as she awoke with a moan was that her wrist and shoulder hurt like fuck. Trying to move turned out to be a bad idea as it just made it hurt worse and she hissed, eyes flying open as pain lanced down her left arm and right wrist ( Read more... )

Kaname was sprawled sideways on her bed, frowning at whatever she was hearing from the cell phone pressed to her ear. The cookbook she'd been paging through lay at her side, for the moment, forgotten ( Read more... )