Toffee Cabin, Tuesday Evening
Aug. 3rd, 2010 08:36 pmIt was a soot-covered Karla that arrived back in Fandom that evening. There hadn't even been enough time for her to get washed up before she'd been tossed into a Coach for home.
After Jaenelle had released her shield over the Hall, Lucivar, Saetan, and several other burly male servants had rushed out into the wreckage of the kitchen--and skidded to a stop when they saw a pair of very guilty witches surveying the damage and trying to figure out how they could spin this.
Saetan's lecture--and Lucivar's laughter--had been cut short when Holt came running up from the drive. "Coach!" he said, pointing. "From Halaway! Sylvia! Beale! Mrs. Beale!"
Terror galvanized them all into action. Saetan had practically tossed Jaenelle at Lucivar, barking, "Ebon-Gray Wind to the Dea al Mon. Now!" Before they'd even had a chance to catch the Wind, Saetan was doing the same thing to Karla. "Take the Red Wind to the Coaching station," he ordered Holt, who'd caught her.
One very uncomfortable Coach ride later (Holt had kept trying not to laugh the entire way) and one hastily-ordered emergency portal back to Fandom, and there was Karla, looking for all the world like a chimney-sweep.
"Kiss kiss," she said tiredly to the cabin at large.
[Mostly establishy, but open for cabinmates and friends. SP warning in effect, as we'll be heading home...sometime?]
After Jaenelle had released her shield over the Hall, Lucivar, Saetan, and several other burly male servants had rushed out into the wreckage of the kitchen--and skidded to a stop when they saw a pair of very guilty witches surveying the damage and trying to figure out how they could spin this.
Saetan's lecture--and Lucivar's laughter--had been cut short when Holt came running up from the drive. "Coach!" he said, pointing. "From Halaway! Sylvia! Beale! Mrs. Beale!"
Terror galvanized them all into action. Saetan had practically tossed Jaenelle at Lucivar, barking, "Ebon-Gray Wind to the Dea al Mon. Now!" Before they'd even had a chance to catch the Wind, Saetan was doing the same thing to Karla. "Take the Red Wind to the Coaching station," he ordered Holt, who'd caught her.
One very uncomfortable Coach ride later (Holt had kept trying not to laugh the entire way) and one hastily-ordered emergency portal back to Fandom, and there was Karla, looking for all the world like a chimney-sweep.
"Kiss kiss," she said tiredly to the cabin at large.
[Mostly establishy, but open for cabinmates and friends. SP warning in effect, as we'll be heading home...sometime?]
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Date: 2010-08-04 06:07 pm (UTC)So he didn't look like he'd been rolling around in soot. Anymore.
//Remind me not to let you do any cooking for me, luv.//
That was a joke. Har har.
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Date: 2010-08-04 06:20 pm (UTC)In Karla's defense, there was no real reason to assume 'Jono.' She was thinking more along the lines of buildings and landscape, not people.
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Date: 2010-08-04 06:27 pm (UTC)Instead, he hesitated, and then went digging through his coat pocket for his camera phone. He'd been looking forward to actually using it for what it was intended to do, but... Well, at least it took decent pictures. He flipped to one he'd taken of himself, just because he could, and then he handed it over to Karla.
... Or, well, held it out so that she could look. He didn't want ashes all over his phone.
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Date: 2010-08-04 07:02 pm (UTC)He winced, and then shrugged, and then he was right back to nice, casual conversation. Totally fine.
//Raven showed up just in time, when I lost it all again. I came... entirely too close to hurting Didi.//
To killing Didi. But that was not quite as easy to say.
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Date: 2010-08-04 07:18 pm (UTC)Hopes dashed were bitter, indeed.
She wasn't sure how Jono felt about being touched, but she slid a tentative hand over to him anyway, going to take his hand if he didn't move it away first. "I'm so, so sorry," she whispered.
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Date: 2010-08-04 07:34 pm (UTC)//I could have killed her,// he said, closing his eyes. //I don't care about this anymore. I'm used to this. But I could have killed Didi.//
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Date: 2010-08-04 04:12 am (UTC)She hesitantly poked her head into the cabin. "Karla?" she called softly. Blink. "What happened to you?"
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Date: 2010-08-04 04:28 am (UTC)And then she burst into tears.
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Date: 2010-08-04 04:43 am (UTC)Had she and Andy--?
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Date: 2010-08-04 04:46 am (UTC)There, that would fill her in.
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Date: 2010-08-04 04:50 am (UTC)If he were, he was so dating the wrong female.
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Date: 2010-08-04 05:00 am (UTC)The bit about Andy's brother was still a bit beyond her--honestly, she was far more used to people disliking her more than the other way around--but the aftermath of a 'botched' Healing, that was something she could understand. "Tell me about what happened," she commanded gently. "You're saying you're an awful person because you tried?"
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