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Michael Corner (inthedarkness) wrote in inpoormerit,

Eden's night had been restless after the 'dream'. She didn't want to call it a dream since she had actually been in pain when she woke up. It wasn't a lot but there was definitely something wrong now. Only she didn't really think she had anyone to turn to except one wirey Irishman. And she did not know where his quarters were. The smart thing to do would be to post a private message on the computer. She didn't want to risk someone intercepting in though so she went out and went looking for him.

She hadn't even bothered to get dressed so she was in loose black sleep pants, bare feet and a t-shirt. It seemed to have taken ages to find Cathair even though she'd only been up a little while officially. She could see him in the gym through the window. Ed made no ceremony of entering the building and heading straight for him, arms crossed in front of herself like she was hugging herself. "Cathair..." Being taken like that, if that's what had happened, made her nerves go haywire and she was on the verge of both hitting something and crying due to recent memories.

The axe was about to fall.