Room 223, Sunday Night
Sep. 20th, 2009 09:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
life_inshadowTara was spending Sunday night the same way she had spent most of her weekend: sitting cross-legged on her bed, flipping through a book.
Because she'd been focused most of the last two days, though, she had switched from a book of demonology to a comic book about the children of superheroes. She was developing a crush on the alien girl who flew.
While she read, she absently flicked balls of paper around the room telekinetically for Mr. Moxy to chase down. This totally counted as practicing her powers.
The room door was open, and Tara's cat was growing into a fierce hunter.
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Because she'd been focused most of the last two days, though, she had switched from a book of demonology to a comic book about the children of superheroes. She was developing a crush on the alien girl who flew.
While she read, she absently flicked balls of paper around the room telekinetically for Mr. Moxy to chase down. This totally counted as practicing her powers.
The room door was open, and Tara's cat was growing into a fierce hunter.
[Open post, yep!]
