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[iwas_cassandra]

[when Angela wakes up in a room that's clearly a castle room, and her room back at the inn, she knows something's a little screwy. She hates it when things get a little screwy and she can't see them coming, but that isn't the point. As she makes her way out the door and expecting to wind up back in the hallway, and instead finds what looks like a

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[spongetastic]

Mom, you're back in the castle?

[iwas_cassandra]

Apparently. Not by choice, obviously, but here nonetheless.

[spongetastic]

That's a little strange. [a pause]

Is there someone in the room with you?

[iwas_cassandra]

[a pause of her own]

It's more of an apartment than I room, I think.

[the sounds of footsteps as she walks to the main door, looking over the nameplate]

I seem to be sharing with a man named Leonard Church.

[diedforthiswar]

[Church has been recovering from meeting Caboose again in these parts, so when he hears someone else almost right outside his door he's a little testier than usual. (Somehow.) That is to say. She can have an armored soldier with a sniper rifle filled with crayons still but screw it pointed at her.]

Okay, lady. Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my room?

[iwas_cassandra]

[she sees the gun and she's looking rather pissy.]

My name is Angela Petrelli. I'm a resident just like you, and it'd be in your best interest to put that down. Now.

[diedforthiswar]

[He lowers the gun slightly, because shooting a civilian just isn't how he rolls.]

Then if you live here, you've got your own place. Which you should be in other than, y'know, mine.

[iwas_cassandra]

[a heavy sigh]

You're new here, aren't you?