Second floor common room- Monday evening

[seriesofbaddecisions]

After class and training, Sabine had gone and done some shopping, then put everything away in the common room kitchen, putting her firebird on all her stuff in marker. Not that she didn't trust you people, but she didn't trust you people. Her entire plan for the night going forward was very much that of a teenager left on their own: ice cream for dinner and trashy TV.

And then when she looked up from grabbing a spoon, she spotted the gremlin on the counter.

She froze, waiting to see what it was going to do. She'd gotten thicker gloves since dealing with the bitey things at Hera's, so she was probably okay, but she wasn't positive.

The gremlin, meanwhile, also froze, waiting on her.

Sabine backed away slowly, with her spoon and ice cream, and slowly backed away towards the couch, eyes on the gremlin the whole time. It didn't move the entire time, and she sat down without any problem.

She was still looking back occasionally to make sure the gremlin was right where she could see it, though.


[dorms two days in a row! Open CR!]

Comments

[white_oleander]

"I...suppose not," Briar Rose said very slowly as she considered it. After all, for all their warnings and reprimands, she'd never actually encountered a stranger before. Except, of course, the handsome gentleman in the woods, and they had danced, and it had been...so lovely...like a dream...

Her eyes went a little cloudy and distant as she remember it, humming slightly to the melody that had moved them, then shook her head and remembered that she was very much not there right now.

"Perhaps if you could just tell me where I am, first?" she tried again. That should be a good compromise, wouldn't it?

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"You're in a place called Fandom, in a school," Sabine told her. That sounded safe, right? "Everyone's nice and friendly."

Except the bitey green thing.

[white_oleander]

"Fandom?" Briar Rose's head tilted, her brow creasing. "A school?" Then she sighed, shoulders sagging, an expression imploring the ceiling as if that would have more answers. "Well, that doesn't help much; I've no idea why I would be in a place like that. But thank you. My name is Briar Rose, and it would seem that I am ever so lost, and I haven't a clue what to do about it. Oh, and my godmothers will be so upset with me; I'm really not supposed to wander too far from the cottage, you see..."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Well... until they show up, there's terrible TV?"

Look, what were you supposed to do in a case like this except show your poor gremlin-bitten roommate Bachelor in Paradise and hope it didn't traumatize her more?

[white_oleander]

That bewildered look was not going anywhere else any time soon. "Terrible teevee?" she asked. "But why should we want something terrible?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Because it's entertaining?"

Entertaining in the way that Jordan needed to go</>.