Room 528 -- Wednesday Morning

[icecoldfrost]

It was lucky for Emma that ermines likes burrowing into things, such as blankets. Because it meant when she woke up person-shaped (and without clothes) on Wednesday morning, she wasn't freezing or in a hideously embarrassing situation. Well, no more embarrassing than being a rather cuddly ermine had been in the first place.

Blanket firmly wrapped around herself, Emma hopped out of bed and headed over to her dresser to pick out some clothes and find her shampoo. After a week of being small and furry, a hot shower and something to wear that wasn't a blue ribbon sounded fantastic.

[OOC: For the roomie, should she wish, and open to other visitors once Emma is happily clothed.]

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[glacial_queen]

Karla could camouflage! Totally camouflage! Assuming, of course, that she was deafened, struck mute, and deliberately hidden by someone else.

...Emma still loved her though, right?

*Still felt good,* Karla muttered. *Are we going to have to trade lessons in flirting for lessons in subtlety next?*

Somewhere in Hell, Karla's mother's Steward was clasping his hands and thanking the Darkness.

[icecoldfrost]

Emma just smiled. "We can do both," she replied aloud, tranquilly. "They can help each other out very nicely, and there's a certain joy to the more detailed machinations."

Emma was so very much a Frost at heart.

[glacial_queen]

"Am I going to practice the first under your tutelage?" Karla asked, mouth quirking upwards, "Or--" she glanced quickly at Beka and switched back to psychic threads. *Or are you going to grade me on how I flirt with George?*