icecoldfrost | Room 528 -- Early Thursday Morning (Reply)

The first thing Emma was aware of, as she started to wake up, was how nice and warm it was in the room. Her comforter was wonderfully fluffy, and she wasn't really in the mood to get up yet. It was like sleeping in a giant blanket-fort.

It took a few moments for her to realize there was a reason her blankets seemed so huge. Emma was a bit smaller than usual. And a little bit furrier.

Emma chattered, annoyed, as she tried to reach out with her powers to make someone come help her dig her way out from under all these blankets. Except that her powers didn't seem to be working; she couldn't sense anyone, or get outside her own head! Making a distressing situation even more stressful. Emma didn't like being this alone in her head, dammit. She hadn't had quiet like this since she was thirteen, and not being able to holler for help was vexing.

It was going to be a long day.

[OOC: Off to the in-laws until Sunday, and unsure of internet access! If you see me on AIM, I'm around! Modding rights belonging to