stacyexperiment: (i'd rather not)
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Gwen had been laying low since truth day, because she kind of had some major issues with the whole dying thing and hated that it was out there on radio for everyone to know and she didn't know how people would treat her and ugh everything was terrible. But she figured maybe today she'd wander down to a common room and test the waters a little...

And then she heard a thump at her window, and got out of bed to investigate. And when she looked out... flying eels. Seriously? Flying eels.

"Nope," she said, and got her phone to take a picture to send Peter, and then got back in bed. Nope, this was all she was doing today.

[Closed door, but the post can be open!]

2015-01-21 20:23 (UTC)
seeks_truth: (cass pb: formal)
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"I have only seen a movie once," Cassandra admitted. "It was... bewildering."

2015-01-21 20:46 (UTC)
seeks_truth: (cass: seeking)
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Cassandra blinked. "I... do not know," she said. "There were lights, and colors, as if it was magic caught in a box."

Look, she was new.

2015-01-21 21:03 (UTC)
seeks_truth: (cass: seeking)
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Cassandra shook her head. Perhaps a little too long and a little too quietly, making her look like more of a little girl than a warrior in a suit of armor.

2015-01-21 21:31 (UTC)
seeks_truth: (cass pb: going going)
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"How does it work?" Cassandra asked.

2015-01-22 08:56 (UTC)
seeks_truth: (cass: determined)
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"So it is not magic," Cassandra concluded.

That was a load off her back.

2015-01-22 16:55 (UTC)
seeks_truth: (cass: determined)
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"Or more deadly," Cassandra said dryly. "But I suppose I should learn the local technology, if I am here."

2015-01-22 17:23 (UTC)
seeks_truth: (cass pb: formal)
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"I have no classes on Mondays," Cassandra said thoughtfully. "Perhaps that is an option."