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fandomhighdorms2011-02-15 11:58 am
vanillajello) wrote in fandomhighdorms2011-02-15 11:58 am
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The Salle, Tuesday Morning
Kate had probably never needed a hug this bad in her entire life. So of course she was in the salle bright and early, stabbing and slashing at practice dummies. That made perfect sense, didn't it?
Last night after the portal in the park, Kate had come back to the dorms, turned off her phone despite it telling her she had a couple of voicemails, taken a quick shower, and then just fallen into her bed, completely wiped out. Sleep had come quickly, but she was still exhausted when she woke up. It was all emotional, though, and that was why she'd come down here, and was also fully intending to stay here all the way until lunchtime. Combating emotional exhaustion with its physical counterpart was totally healthy, really. So was tiring herself out so she wouldn't even notice who was in class with her after lunch.
She'd stuck a note (Down in the salle, K) on her own door on the off chance anyone would want to find her. Not that she didn't expect anyone who knew anything about how she dealt with stress these days to know the salle was an excellent guess. She also trusted people she didn't want to see right now to not come looking for her.
Yesterday was not how her supremely non-romantic Valentine's Day was supposed to go. So die, dummies. Die.
[ooc: The post is open for all your salle/Kate-bothering needs!I'll be AFK for a class in my afternoon, but other than that I should be aroooound all day.]
Last night after the portal in the park, Kate had come back to the dorms, turned off her phone despite it telling her she had a couple of voicemails, taken a quick shower, and then just fallen into her bed, completely wiped out. Sleep had come quickly, but she was still exhausted when she woke up. It was all emotional, though, and that was why she'd come down here, and was also fully intending to stay here all the way until lunchtime. Combating emotional exhaustion with its physical counterpart was totally healthy, really. So was tiring herself out so she wouldn't even notice who was in class with her after lunch.
She'd stuck a note (Down in the salle, K) on her own door on the off chance anyone would want to find her. Not that she didn't expect anyone who knew anything about how she dealt with stress these days to know the salle was an excellent guess. She also trusted people she didn't want to see right now to not come looking for her.
Yesterday was not how her supremely non-romantic Valentine's Day was supposed to go. So die, dummies. Die.
[ooc: The post is open for all your salle/Kate-bothering needs!