Wrong Floor
Who: Alarie and Churat
Where: Second floor, then climbing down to the first floor
When: Early afternoon
Alarie was getting restless - what with the rain pouring outside. She felt cooped up, with not much to do other than track down her brother and bug him for a couple of hours. She had been trying to give him some space, not wanting to smother him too badly with her presence. Wandering along the second floor, Alarie pushed her hair behind her ears, eyes sweeping along some of the faces passing by her. She was desperate enough for company that she would probably snag anyone she recognized for a conversation. If she couldn't find anyone up here, Alarie considered heading down into the basement to see if she could find Desdemona again. She hadn't talked to the girl since they met, but she was friendly enough and surely would be up for company if she was awake.
Where: Second floor, then climbing down to the first floor
When: Early afternoon
Alarie was getting restless - what with the rain pouring outside. She felt cooped up, with not much to do other than track down her brother and bug him for a couple of hours. She had been trying to give him some space, not wanting to smother him too badly with her presence. Wandering along the second floor, Alarie pushed her hair behind her ears, eyes sweeping along some of the faces passing by her. She was desperate enough for company that she would probably snag anyone she recognized for a conversation. If she couldn't find anyone up here, Alarie considered heading down into the basement to see if she could find Desdemona again. She hadn't talked to the girl since they met, but she was friendly enough and surely would be up for company if she was awake.
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