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Emma Grace Frost ([personal profile] icecoldfrost) wrote2010-03-25 10:08 am
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Room 528, Thursday Morning

Emma had skipped class yesterday, preferring instead to cocoon herself in a pile of blankets and try to sleep-off her powers hangover. She didn't need to give herself a worse migraine by listening to Professor Dèmon prattle on, no matter how entertaining and well-intentioned he was.

She was feeling a bit better today, however, and was bored with sleeping. She'd ventured out of her room long enough for a shower and to steal a movie from the common room, and was now curled up on her bed again, happily humming along.

Hopefully her furred roommate wouldn't mind her choice of entertainment.

[Door and post are open! ETA: Now on SP as I go to the internet-less job.]
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-03-25 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, don't be cranky," Emma parroted, shaking her head at him. "You can't expect people to think like cats, after all."

[identity profile] provostsdog.livejournal.com 2010-03-25 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
That wouldn't be half as entertaining, Pounce agreed.

Beka sat down on the edge of Emma's bed and shook her head. "I'd not want to think like a cat."
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-03-25 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cat food probably isn't very tasty, either," Emma agreed, scooting to make more room for them both to fit comfortably. "And fleas would be unfortunate."

[identity profile] provostsdog.livejournal.com 2010-03-25 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
I do not have fleas, Pounce did sound insulted now.

Beka scooted back, wrapping her arms around her knees as she regarded Emma.
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-03-25 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't have fleas, but common cats do," Emma retorted, pretending she didn't notice how Beka was watching her. "It's hardly my fault you're an uncommon cat."

She finally turned to her roommate. "Do I have something on my face, darling?"

[identity profile] provostsdog.livejournal.com 2010-03-25 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," she frowned. "There's sommat amiss."

She did not mean the fog.
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-03-25 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, reports of strange creatures roaming about is usually amiss, unless it's freshman orientation," Emma pointed out.

[identity profile] provostsdog.livejournal.com 2010-03-25 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are there? The one I fought turned out to be George," Beka reasoned and she frowned. "But I didn't mean that. You've been acting strange since yesterday."
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-03-25 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"I sprained my brain a wee-bit," Emma admitted. "Trying to keep track of people who were silly enough to be out in the fog."

[identity profile] provostsdog.livejournal.com 2010-03-25 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Beka bit her lip, knowing she'd been one of those. "How do you sprain your brain?" she asked, not quite understanding how telepaths worked.
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-03-25 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Emma hummed for a moment as she thought before grabbing one of her pillows. "This is the island, okay?" she asked, setting it in her lap and sketching out with her fingers the basic layout of the area.

"And normally, when I'm not even trying, I can hear this much at any given time," she continued, drawing a circle around what would be a dorm-sized area. "One person, if I know them, I can find anywhere on the island, that's easy. Your minds are like little stars in my mind, and you're all different. "But if I'm trying to keep track of groups, or individuals, if I'm trying, I can cover this much; the school, the dorms, and part-way towards town, or into the woods."

"But the me in the Other-Fandom, the Vampire World, she could do more at once, which means I can too. So I've been practicing," Emma said. "I can do more, now. I did more. I could hear almost everyone, perfectly, for a moment, and it was like... a symphony. But too many of them were hallucinating, and I'd been working for hours, so..." She tipped the pillow over. "Boom."

[identity profile] provostsdog.livejournal.com 2010-03-25 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
It made strangely sense and Beka nodded slowly. "What happened then when it became too much to follow?"
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-03-25 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I got lost," she answered, poking at the pillow. "I don't remember all of it, not well, but I was lost in other people, so Sookie and Karla came and got me."

"You were there. I think. Or I was there with you." Emma made a face and rubbed at her nose. "They need to invent a new vocabulary and syntax for dealing with the astral plane."

[identity profile] provostsdog.livejournal.com 2010-03-25 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
She frowned, watching the pillow still. "What'd have happened if they'd not come to get you? Would you have found a way out?" she asked, uncertain if that made sense.
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[personal profile] icecoldfrost 2010-03-25 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know, I've never gotten lost quite like that before," Emma admitted. "I think so; I didn't go insane and get lost when my powers manifested, and if I was going to lose control, I think it would have been then. I just would have needed things to quiet down for a day or two before I managed to sort through all the noise in my head."

[identity profile] provostsdog.livejournal.com 2010-03-26 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Beka nodded, aware that it was naught she could help with. "So if it'd happen again, I should get Karla?"
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