Room 223, Sunday Evening
Dec. 11th, 2011 05:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Tara was pretty sure she had a goose egg on her head -- getting walloped with a pool cue will do that to you -- but otherwise, she was in good shape when she cautiously came back to her room from the spot in town where she'd popped back into existence.
Mr. Moxy meowed indignantly from his spot on her bed and sidled up to twine around her legs.
Tara supposed she should go hunt somebody down and figure out what she had missed, but it was all too overwhelming. She needed a good rest and some time with Moxy before she started confronting exactly why the world hadn't ended.
[OOC: Open door, open post!]
Mr. Moxy meowed indignantly from his spot on her bed and sidled up to twine around her legs.
Tara supposed she should go hunt somebody down and figure out what she had missed, but it was all too overwhelming. She needed a good rest and some time with Moxy before she started confronting exactly why the world hadn't ended.
[OOC: Open door, open post!]
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Date: 2011-12-12 03:42 am (UTC)Not that she thought her presence would have made such a huge difference, but anyhow.
"So the library saved you."
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Date: 2011-12-12 04:01 am (UTC)"I wish you had been, too," Karla said. "Hearing your name on the radio--" She shook her head rather than finish. "Besides, Rinoa and I were there. It felt weird without you. Wrong."
The three of them together had pulled off something amazing.
Hesitantly she added, "I was almost caught by the Nothing Friday. I was on the wrong side of the park when the forcefield came down. It was...really close." And in a quiet voice she added, "I wouldn't have--if it hadn't been for Warren."
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Date: 2011-12-12 12:09 pm (UTC)She shook it off. "What happened to Warren?"
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Date: 2011-12-14 06:12 am (UTC)