Room 210 [Sunday, Morning]
It was really amazing how fast you woke up on a morning when your wake-up call was falling out of bed and landing in a heap of limbs on the floor of your dorm room. Kate wasn't used to sleeping in beds at the best of times, and when she was a pony, she was worse.
"Oh, what the--" Pink? Really. Pink. With wings.
It was wasn't until a few minutes later she caught sight of her flank, saw the little blood-flecked sword there and she found she was growling at her own ass.
The urge to kick something was rising rapidly.
[[door is cracked, Kate is crankypants, and the post is open!]]
"Oh, what the--" Pink? Really. Pink. With wings.
It was wasn't until a few minutes later she caught sight of her flank, saw the little blood-flecked sword there and she found she was growling at her own ass.
The urge to kick something was rising rapidly.
[[door is cracked, Kate is crankypants, and the post is open!]]