Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me

Search by :  Username E-mail Region Interest AOL IM ICQ Number Yahoo! ID MSN Username Jabber

Caitlin Snow (killerfrostbite) wrote in toboldlyrpg,

Wallflower - Caitlin & OTA
Caitlin really thought she could mingle and get to know her fellow travelers. She wasn't hopelessly shy, and had managed to build up a decent repertoire of networking skills over the years, but once she got into the room, she couldn't help but feel—trapped. Terribly and hopelessly trapped.

Leaving immediately was probably not the best idea. That was more noticeable than standing by herself in the corner with her drink.

She was a lot more worried about the lack of sun. She hadn't worried about her cuffs doing their job in weeks, because her solar pendant was working perfectly. Here, though, without sun, she could feel their power draining, and draining fast.

The more she thought about it, the more her hand shook. She didn't notice as the wisps of cold enveloped and circled her fingers. Before she knew it, her club soda was frozen solid and her glass fell to the floor, shattering on impact.