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Hanging Out
Who: Liah, Verity and Jasper (NPC)
Where: Verity and Jasper's suite
When: around 4 p.m.
There was craziness going on, from everything Liah had heard when she'd gone downstairs for food earlier. Rumors that someone had been killed, that there was a guy locked up who'd supposedly done it. It all served to reinforce Liah's opinion that she'd been right all along and there really wasn't anywhere that was truly safe. Craziness, and she wanted no part of it, didn't want to know who'd died-- although she only knew a handful of people here by name anyway-- didn't want to be involved. Head-in-the-sand selfishness? Maybe, but she didn't give a shit right then.
She was restless and twitchy and couldn't settle on what she wanted to do, and as she paced by the connecting door that joined the suite she shared with Rowan and Juny to the one Verity and Jasper shared, she caught a glimpse of Verity in the living room part of his suite. The door often stayed open at least a crack, and that was how she'd managed to know that. Maybe she'd just make a visit... in an unconventional way. She grabbed her sketchbook with one hand and then turned to the wall between where she was and where Verity was, and carefully and quietly, she phased halfway through the wall, her face, one arm and shoulder, part of her torso and one leg in his suite. Then she stared at him and waited to see if he'd notice the sudden unusual wall decor.
( we're okay )
Where: Verity and Jasper's suite
When: around 4 p.m.
There was craziness going on, from everything Liah had heard when she'd gone downstairs for food earlier. Rumors that someone had been killed, that there was a guy locked up who'd supposedly done it. It all served to reinforce Liah's opinion that she'd been right all along and there really wasn't anywhere that was truly safe. Craziness, and she wanted no part of it, didn't want to know who'd died-- although she only knew a handful of people here by name anyway-- didn't want to be involved. Head-in-the-sand selfishness? Maybe, but she didn't give a shit right then.
She was restless and twitchy and couldn't settle on what she wanted to do, and as she paced by the connecting door that joined the suite she shared with Rowan and Juny to the one Verity and Jasper shared, she caught a glimpse of Verity in the living room part of his suite. The door often stayed open at least a crack, and that was how she'd managed to know that. Maybe she'd just make a visit... in an unconventional way. She grabbed her sketchbook with one hand and then turned to the wall between where she was and where Verity was, and carefully and quietly, she phased halfway through the wall, her face, one arm and shoulder, part of her torso and one leg in his suite. Then she stared at him and waited to see if he'd notice the sudden unusual wall decor.
( we're okay )
