Who: Dora Tonksmercy & Openyour world What: Waking up/making conversation Where: Pool Area When: Sunday morning Warning: ? Status: In progress
Having utterly failed at falling asleep in her bed, despite having some interesting conversation and joining one small girl for eating pie (the first in a decade), Dora hadn't returned to her room the night before, not permanently. Certainly, the witch took some of the sheet and bedding, with her. The walls and such were not the type she was used to climbing, and Dora got a few bruises before she was properly set up. But she had slept much easier, hanging above the pool in a makeshift hammock. It held her, nice and cozy, and it kept her out of reach of any zombies. She hadn't felt inclined to sleep with others at the barricade. They attracted the zombies, which gave them a good purpose for her.
Come morning, however, she hadn't particularly expected company. Sleepy at first, she went wide awake staring at a ceiling of sorts. Sitting up, too quickly, the hammock shifted, and her torso hung out over the edge. Gathering her breath, Dora made her top lighter and lighter, arms long and reaching up to get a hold on the ceiling. Balance maintained, she took her normal form again. It hadn't been pretty, but then she didn't care too much for looks, in that sense. It was only then she looked around.