String x Theory
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- Posted: Sat, 09 Feb 2013 01:00:38 +0000
Saria watched as Ralic transformed and bolted, leaving her alone to her thoughts.
Everything felt very unreal. But she knew it was real. She quickly made her way into the bathroom attached to her room and stepped inside, running some cold water from the faucet and splashing it in her face. The chill water did a great job at "waking" her up, assuring her that she wasn't dreaming.
She turned around, leaning back against her sink as she scanned her bathroom. What Ralic said danced through her head, how he'd been following her for years. Well he better had respected her privacy, too. She smirked at the sass in her own mind, but the smirk faded as she continued to think about all the weird crap that happened to her over the past couple of years. The drafts, the curtains moving when there was no breeze, the chills, -- honestly, all of the signs of ghostly activity. And as a hunter, dang, she should've realized what was going on. In retrospect everything was so obvious.
She picked up a towel and dried off her face, returning to the mirror and smoothing out her blue hair. She really was hungry, but she really needed a drink as she mentioned. She quickly changed clothes into her usual hunting attire - her favorite outfit, due to how comfortable it was and how easily it held her assortment of daggers. Making sure she was properly covered and armed, she stepped out of her bathroom and then out of her bedroom, closing the door quietly behind her.
She looked around at the hallway, seeing that no one else was on the second floor quite yet. She could hear a good bit of conversations happening downstairs in the bar. It seems like the place was quite lively today while she was busy having a mental breakdown and facing Ralic.
Everything felt very unreal. But she knew it was real. She quickly made her way into the bathroom attached to her room and stepped inside, running some cold water from the faucet and splashing it in her face. The chill water did a great job at "waking" her up, assuring her that she wasn't dreaming.
She turned around, leaning back against her sink as she scanned her bathroom. What Ralic said danced through her head, how he'd been following her for years. Well he better had respected her privacy, too. She smirked at the sass in her own mind, but the smirk faded as she continued to think about all the weird crap that happened to her over the past couple of years. The drafts, the curtains moving when there was no breeze, the chills, -- honestly, all of the signs of ghostly activity. And as a hunter, dang, she should've realized what was going on. In retrospect everything was so obvious.
She picked up a towel and dried off her face, returning to the mirror and smoothing out her blue hair. She really was hungry, but she really needed a drink as she mentioned. She quickly changed clothes into her usual hunting attire - her favorite outfit, due to how comfortable it was and how easily it held her assortment of daggers. Making sure she was properly covered and armed, she stepped out of her bathroom and then out of her bedroom, closing the door quietly behind her.
She looked around at the hallway, seeing that no one else was on the second floor quite yet. She could hear a good bit of conversations happening downstairs in the bar. It seems like the place was quite lively today while she was busy having a mental breakdown and facing Ralic.