glengda (glengda) wrote in alleyrpg, @ 2010-08-08 14:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2030: 08, character: glengda grimstone, character: roxanne weasley |
RP: Roxanne and Glengda
Date: August 8th
Characters: Roxanne Weasley and Glengda Grimstone
Location: Grimstone Mansion
Private/Public: Private
Rating: PG
Summary: There's only so far you can push your immune system
When Glengda woke up, she didn't want to get out of bed. She told herself that she should; a respectable wife didn't spend the day in bed, and a healthy woman didn't either. She tried to sit up, but her body felt like it weighed a lot more than it used to, and when she finally started getting upright, her head swam.
She let herself back down and promised herself that she would try again in a few moments. It wasn't as though Alexander would notice if she took a few more minutes, not the way that their schedules had already been disrupted by The Panic.
She woke again to Philby standing over her, piping in her annoying little elf voice about breakfast and her son. Sighing to herself Glengda nodded to whatever it was, and shooed the house elf off back to her duties. She again tried to sit up. This time she made it upright, even if her head swam and spun and her stomach lurched.
Slowly, she dressed in an attractive day robe and sat at her vanity to pull out the prepackaged charms to do her hair and makeup. Her face in the mirror was ghastly pale and her eyes looked strange. She activated the prepackaged charms by snapping them open, but her reflection in the vanity mirror was still disquieting.
The walk down the hall seemed too long, and the walk down the stairs was interminable. Then her foot came down on nothing and she was falling.