Room #508, Thursday Late Afternoon (after classes)

[sogothcally]

Cally had spent most of the day brooding. She'd intended to get out to the clinic to see if she could get her jaw unwired, but the memories of the attack had her, well, too shaken to leave the room.

She still couldn't believe it.

[ooc: Open. Woe, for Cally is emo, alas.]

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[imac_kenzie]

Mac, once again, headed up to see Cally after classes. She's pretty cheerful, and still totally oblivious to all things.

[sogothcally]

Cally waved Mac into the room. She was obviously not looking too happy. "I remember," she said.

[imac_kenzie]

"You... remember?" The fairly cheerful smile fell from Mac's face, to be replaced by a concerned frown. While she hasn't immediately clicked on what it is Cally's remembered, she does know upset when she sees it.

[sogothcally]

"I remember who... who it looked like. Who attacked me," Cally said.