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Third Floor Common Room [Thursday Morning]
Joan had listened to radio last night and was troubled by what she heard. Why couldn't God ever come and give her instructions that would be useful in times like this?
Since He hadn't, she decided to offer the best support she knew how: food. Which was why she was in the common room making omelets for anyone who wanted them.
[open if anyone wants to play in 'real life' :D]
Since He hadn't, she decided to offer the best support she knew how: food. Which was why she was in the common room making omelets for anyone who wanted them.
[open if anyone wants to play in 'real life' :D]

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At least, not outside the dream, which was why this was reaaaally starting to bother him.
"Morning," he offered, somewhat pathetically.
[still have to head to work, but getting it started]
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"Liir, what's wrong?" she asked, remembering to turn off the flame before crossing the room.
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"Sleep. Can't sleep well. Keep getting bad flashes of things, impossible things. I've had old memories invade my dreams before, but this is entirely different. This is... this is me."
He ran a hand through his hair.
"And somehow I did something in my sleep that's... it leaves me feeling terribly raw. I'm sorry I can't be more exact."
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Again, she wished that God would give her some direction for dealing with this.
"Is there anything I can do?" she asked.
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"You feel like honey and fresh baked bread," popped out, a little embarassing as his cheeks turned red.
"Er, not so much no. I just need to shake it off. It gets better. I'm just worried about who I might have effected to cause this. It's... not a particularly pleasant ability."
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"I don't think it's you," she said. "It seems to be something going on with a lot of people. I know that probably doesn't make it less pleasant, but at least you're not alone."
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"I think I might have hurt Rachel."
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When she saw Liir, she ducked her head, confused and unsure what to say to him.
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And does her God know about it?
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"Rachel?"
He wouldn't use the name he'd used in the dream. He didn't feel he had the right.
"Could... that is, are you all right?"
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"What about you? Are you... did anything happen to you last night?"
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"One of my, er, dreams involved you last night.
"It didn't go well."
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That would be why she was looking for people. Having people around would keep her from falling into one of those damn naps, right?
Finding her own common room empty, she headed upstairs and was rewarded for her efforts with people.
"Oh thank god," she said. "People."
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She wondered if she was the only person that wasn't.
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