Claudia Donovan (
notmyownage) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2012-05-03 10:29 pm
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The roof, Thursday night
It was Claudia's last night in Fandom.
She wasn't going on to do anything really Earth shattering. Tomorrow she'd be catching her regular portal to South Dakota and going to the Warehouse, like she did most Fridays, anyway.
She just wasn't coming back.
But that was tomorrow. And tomorrow was an eternity away. So she sat up on the roof, her feet dangling off over the edge, and stared out over Fandom. Even if she came back some day, she was never going to get this view again. Because tonight was her last night.
She was just going to South Dakota. She'd done way weirder things, and gone to way more dangerous places.
So why the hell was she so terrified?
[ooc: probably Claudia's last post as a student before swapping to alum status. Fridays are busy for me at work, so I may not have time to put her anywhere.
So, you know, open.]
She wasn't going on to do anything really Earth shattering. Tomorrow she'd be catching her regular portal to South Dakota and going to the Warehouse, like she did most Fridays, anyway.
She just wasn't coming back.
But that was tomorrow. And tomorrow was an eternity away. So she sat up on the roof, her feet dangling off over the edge, and stared out over Fandom. Even if she came back some day, she was never going to get this view again. Because tonight was her last night.
She was just going to South Dakota. She'd done way weirder things, and gone to way more dangerous places.
So why the hell was she so terrified?
[ooc: probably Claudia's last post as a student before swapping to alum status. Fridays are busy for me at work, so I may not have time to put her anywhere.
So, you know, open.]

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They had never really become friends. Too different, most likely. But a fondness had developed between them, or so Karla believed. And she would miss her crazy little sib, even if it was just hearing about her trebuchet exploits on the radio.
"At least you're well-prepared for that kind of crazy, huh? Fandom does that much right be us. What's a little magic warehouse compared to an island built on whimsy?"
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She stood up the, taking one last glance at the stars. "I should head back to my room," she said, sounding a little apologetic. "I've got packing of my own to do. I'm heading home tomorrow, too. For the summer, I mean. And I have to clean my room before I can actually find anything to pack."
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And with that, she flashed Claudia another smile and headed for the roof's edge, creating a staircase out of air to descend down to her room.
What? It was Claudia! Being a brat about magic was practically required at this point!
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