Lawn of the Dorms, LATE Sunday Night

[bitchprince]

Just a few hours ago, the flamingoes had given up on their sudden, magical performance, and retreated to their usual perches for the night. The lights had gone out across Fandom Town, and so no one was awake to witness the start of the gentle tinsel snow. Glittering paper floated down, spreading across the fresh snow, coating it in shimmering colours. It was pretty, it was unnoticed, it was...

The fire alarm cut through the air without warning. The fragile peace of Sunday night shattered into tiny little shards, like a lunatic firing bullets into Christmas decorations with utter abandon. The tinsel? Kept falling. The alarm? Would not stop blaring. The firemen? Were out on the town. It was time for the annual 'strange weather' drill, and no man, woman, or angry pseudopod was going to dissuade them from ushering all the students away from the school.

As they rushed into the school, the tinsel kept falling. Enjoy, kids. We hope you stole a coat upon leaving, or you're going to be plenty cold.

[[ HAVE AT THE FIRE DRILL! Go here for our previous fire drill. Y'all know the drill! ... bad pun. bad. ]]

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[glacial_queen]

Karla gaped at Emma for a moment. Literally gaped, her mouth open a few inches while she stared.

And then laughed. A lot. "His...face!" she wheezed. "It would be...priceless!"

[icecoldfrost]

"It would, wouldn't it?" she mused. "It might prompt some of that 'fussing' you've mentioned, but since he wouldn't know until after the fact, he couldn't do much other than sputter."

[glacial_queen]

"He would do that twitchy-finger thing he does when he's reminding himself that he's now actually allowed to throttle me, no matter how often he threatens it," Karla said, smiling a bit at the image. "And then threaten to lock me in my room until it's time for the Offering. You, too, probably."

There was no way Morton could create a shield strong enough to keep Karla anywhere, of course. Unless he got help from Saetan or Andulvar...which he might.

[icecoldfrost]

"I don't have an Offering, and he's not my cousin, so he can't lock me anywhere," Emma practically sang. "Well, unless he convinces whomever manages the portals that I'm not allowed on your world anymore, but since I'm cute, I doubt such a ban would last long."

[glacial_queen]

"Somehow I doubt that Morton would want you to ever think of him as a cousin," Karla muttered wryly. "That won't stop him from blustering at you, though."

[icecoldfrost]

"You're only encouraging me," Emma pointed out. "I do so enjoy making life Difficult for people."

[glacial_queen]

"You know, when the boyos meet you, they're going to all fall to their knees and thank the Darkness that you're not Kaeleeran," Karla said, trying not to laugh. "And possibly wonder how I could have found someone who is a bad influence on me."

[icecoldfrost]

"I'm educational," Emma replied primly, even as her eyes danced. "Isn't that what they sent you to school for in the first place?"

[glacial_queen]

Karla cackled. "I don't think you're quite what they had in mind. But they wouldn't be able to argue with it."

[icecoldfrost]

"Well, they might as well learn now that they can't always get exactly what they want," Emma said cheerfully. "It's good for them."

[glacial_queen]

"Oh, Emma," Karla sighed. "I'm so kidnapping you and bringing you back to Kaeleer with me. No one would know what to do with you, and you'd just run rings around everyone."

[icecoldfrost]

"Can we darling? Really truly?" she pleaded, batting her eyelashes.

Not just because she wanted to see Karla's world, which she did, but also because she wanted a chance to hunt down some real people that she'd met in Karla's mind.

Briarwood still grated on the edges of her dreams sometimes, and Emma wouldn't object to a little therapeutic violence.

[glacial_queen]

"I...Let me think for a few," Karla said, not willing to outright deny her request. "It's dangerous, Emma. Very, very dangerous. And, gifted or not, you have no Craft."

[icecoldfrost]

"And you rely too much on your Craft," Emma replied, rolling her eyes. "I've got more than a few tricks up my sleeve that have nothing to do with Gifts or Crafts. I think I could stay out off too much trouble for just a visit."

For anything more, well, Emma hadn't survived for over a year on her own by sheer luck. She was resourceful, ruthless, and she could always bring Hank along for backup.

[glacial_queen]

"Emma, trouble follows you around like a lapdog," Karla said, rolling her eyes a little. "Probably because you feed it, pet it, and snuggle it to your bosom. Maybe not too much trouble for you to handle, but still, trouble."