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glacial_witch

Room 218, Laaaaaate Sunday Night (After Radio)

Oct 24, 2010 22:54

After a busy day of brunch and catching up and residual excitement over being named sophomore princess, Karla had no problem falling asleep. ( Almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was claimed by dreams. )

event: battle of agio, altering canon cause i can, where: room 218, event: karla to the rescue!, jaenelle!, warning: dark themes ahead!, what: playing telephone, [warren], what: tangled dreaming, potentially triggering, post: closed, who: karla, canon catch-up, this warning not in jest, who: gabrielle

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ancientbschamp October 25 2010, 12:17:39 UTC

Gabrielle was a heavy sleeper, habitually, and usually relied on someone else's warning of impending danger to be roused from a sound sleep.

. . . evidently, her sleep pattern felt this fit the bill, and she shoved her covers away as she sat up and fumbled for a staff that wasn't there. Habit again. "Xe -- Karla? What's going on?"

glacial_witch October 25 2010, 16:16:05 UTC

Karla had already launched herself out of bed and was hastily running about the room. Was it a back thing she had Portalocity on speed dial. "I've got to go," she said, stepping into clothing. "Something bad is happening, very bad! I've got to go home!"

That might be in answer to either Gabrielle or the Portalocity rep that answered.

ancientbschamp October 25 2010, 16:20:16 UTC

Gabrielle didn't need to ask, since Karla's haste made it painfully evident, but sometimes she stated the obvious like she was contractually obligated to do it.

"Go? Right now?"

Like that.

She got a little tangled up in her blankets in the process, but managed to get up and out of bed herself. "Is there anything I can do? Do you need me to come along? Anything?"

glacial_witch October 25 2010, 16:47:33 UTC

Karla snapped her phone shut, her closet opening behind her and clothes being stuffed into a bag of their volition. "I--no. I don't know what's going on, so I can't bring anyone," she said. "Not when Jaenelle is involved. I don't know what's going on--I dreamed something awful and while I know it's true, I don't know what it means."

Blood. There was so much blood. And the possibility of Jaenelle severing the link to her body, of going away. Again. Karla couldn't handle losing Jaenelle once more. She wiped away burgeoning tears. There was no time for this.

"Sit tight," she said, vanishing the bag once her clothes finished shoving themselves inside. "Tell--oh! I should text people." She fished out her phone again, leaving a very helpful message to folks who'd want to know. "Tell people I don't know what's going on, but that I'll do my best to stay out of trouble. I'll be back when I can, okay?"

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