Elphaba's legs were slowly going numb. She'd been playing with Kalm when he'd suddenly and unceremoniously flopped onto her lap, purred and gone straight to sleep. As he was now a solid 85 lbs, moving him was a touch problematic and waking him up...well, that often led to scratches before he realized what was going on ( Read more... )

For days, Elphaba shivered in bed, delerious and fevered, green skin burning and dry and dark eyes too too bright for health or sanity. She asked for her father. For her sister. For Glinda but didn't seem to know the woman when she came to her. When her fever finally broke, she was still too weak to get up. Emotionally she was spent, fragile. ( Read more... )