InsaneJournal

It started off simple enough. Tsung allowed her to do whatever she liked with the mansion and though she was expecting the papers for her transfer any day now, it couldn't hurt to take a look at the place.  The problem though, was finding a need for all of them. Sonya had spent her life in homes with only a few rooms at best: an entire mansion open for renovation was simply overwhelming.

One room however, once she'd turned on the light, caught her interest. Obviously a library, with a ceiling reaching fifteen feet, and shelves of books.  The room had the cold, drafty feel of not being used in a while and clearly the maids thought so too, judging from the amount of dust that'd collected on the books and furniture. What really caught her attention though, were the massive piles and stacks of books and scrolls. What was more, they weren't there just a moment ago, or they would've collected atleast a small film of dust. And more than that, she recognized them as from Shang's library..

It was obvious what she had to do with them. A more spiteful act would be to burn them all, but back in Outworld, Sonya had just cracked a dent in the amount of material he had and diliberately setting it on fire would've made the time spent a waste. She started mapping out a plan ( it was a good thing Shang was at a mandatory meeting, it'd leave her enough time with what she had to do. The first thing was to get rid of the dust that had piled up everywhere, Sonya gestured and sent the dust to the trash bins in the back of the house. She then had to get rid of all the books originally on the shelves, sending them to down to the storage room in the basement, then the more tricky part..using magic to send the books and scrolls in their proper order.  The spell took a lot more concentration and focus than mere transporting and when it was all done Sonya was compelled to sit on a near by chair, dizziness making her rest her head between her knees until it passed. The magic was far from complicated, but dust and arranging books correctly and on a large scale took a lot of focus, and for a beginner, it could be especially draining.

She waited until the dizzy spell abated, slowly getting up. She had to move slow or she'd get dizzier, the sorcery not only draining her energy but also body heat. Sonya was actually shivering as she left the library towards her own room, rubbing her arms to get back some heat.

She finds Charles on her way up, telling him tell Shang Tsung that she'd be in her bed chambers for the rest of the evening.

It seems to take forever for Sonya to reach her room. On her way, she passes by a maid with a bag of dirty laundry. The maid, a Ms. Taylor, took one look at her pale and shaky form, before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a individually wrapped toffee candy-she'd been attempting to quit smoking, but Ms. Blade looked like she needed one even more. Sonya thanked her long enough to accept and take the candy, sucking on it as she continued trudging along to her room.

When she finally made it, she stopped only long enough to take off her shoes and socks before practically diving into the bedclothes, shivering as she tried to get some much needed sleep.