Email to all students, faculty, alumni, & anyone else Karla could think of, Room 218, Sat. Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

Karla did not want to be awake right now. She wanted to be asleep, huddled under her covers (under a blanket with the skyline of New Gotham, one of the only remnants of the city left, no Dinah Dinah, no, I miss you) and cuddling her stuffed Arcerian cat, so old and worn and battered it was hard to tell what kind of beastie it had been, once upon a time. When she was asleep, she could ignore everything, especially this persistent ache in her chest, the one that sometimes throbbed Glacia but just as often throbbed Warren. And when she was asleep, she could dream or hope or maybe just pretend that everything was a dream. That this past day...week...month...whatever, had been a nightmare that she could wake up from and forget, cradled in Warren's arms, with Dinah and Momoko and everyone else just a phone call away. She'd even gladly have Hobart back if the rest of it was just a dream.

So far, no matter how many times she'd woken up, it hadn't been. That hadn't stopped her from falling back asleep to try again.

This time, when she woke up again in the late afternoon, she realized that she actually had something to do. Jaime'd called last night with some important information and she needed to pass it on before it was too late. Before she failed yet more people.

Hi all,

Talked to Jaime Reyes. His whole world appears to be fine, untouched by whatever this is. He's offering to take in anyone who can get a portal to his world before Portalocity shuts them down. For more details, you can email jaime.reyes@fandomhigh.net or reach him at 555-BLUE for further information. I encourage anyone who wants out to please consider this option. There are no guarantees that his world will stay untouched, just like there are no guarantees that Fandom will, but Jaime is a good male and will offer you as much protection as he can until this is all over. She couldn't say, 'until we beat this.' Not right now. And his mom cooks really, really well.

Best of luck to anyone who takes him up on his invitation,
Karla
Fandom Class 2013

[Offer made with weldedtomyspine's permission, both OOC and IC. If your character wants to bail but needs a place to go, feel free to hit him up and talk! Open for return emails and/or visits to a woebegone witch]

Comments

[life_inshadow]

Occasionally, Tara actually was too lazy to walk down the hall.

Really nice of Jamie but you're stuck w/me until this ends -- no matter what happens.

How are you?

-Tara

[glacial_queen]

Karla gave a hiccupy chuckle. How was she? Awful didn't even begin to describe it.

Not bad for someone newly single How long did it take Karla to write that? Too damn long. and not in Kaeleer like I'm supposed to be. Looks like you're stuck with me, too.

[life_inshadow]

Okay, there were some emails that would get Tara to get off her ass and head down the hall. This was one of them.

"What happened to Warren?" she asked as she tapped on the door, because clearly that was what Karla was trying to tell her, because there was no way anybody was actually breaking up, right?

[glacial_queen]

That was sadly not the case, Tara.

Karla opened the door, still sniffling, woebegone expression firmly fixed onto her face. "H-He wouldn't let me go," she said, trying not to just sob out the words. "Not until it was too late. Just held me until the portal closed."

[trigons_child]

Raven, of course, had felt Karla's surge of emotion that morning, and ordinarily she would have instantly teleported to her side. In fact, unwisely, she'd tried, spurred on by the desperate sense of fear and panic. But attempting to step into what little remained of the Netherverse had disoriented her and given her such a sense of vertigo that she'd crashed to the floor and been sick.

But as soon as she recovered, she'd hurried to Karla's room. She rapped on the door. "Karla?" she called.

[glacial_queen]

"Go away," Karla said, still crying under her blankets. "I don't want to see anyone."

That would send Raven away. Sure!

[trigons_child]

"You know I will not go away, Karla," Raven said, even more worried now. "And if I need to I will merely teleport inside."

Not that she thought she actually could, but it was a good threat. Or it just might make Karla try to prevent that because it would be a foolish thing to try. Again.

[glacial_queen]

Part of Karla wanted to call Raven's bluff, if only to get some peace. The rest of her knew that Raven didn't bluff, so she just curled up a little tighter under her blankets and called, "Fine. Whatever. Come in."

Karla was winning no points for graciousness.

[icecoldfrost]

There was a very, very angry telepath below Karla's window -- who happened to have a ring -- glaring upwards. As an alumni, Emma wasn't supposed to be in the dorms, but she could yell from down here.

<<KARLA DI GLACIA GET YOUR QUEENLY ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW SO I CAN TOSS YOU IN THE POND FOR BEING AN IDIOT.>>

...or Emma could yell from across town, if she had a mind to do so, but if Karla was this upset, a physical dunk in the duck pond was necessary.

[glacial_queen]

*Ow.*

Emma was being loud. Yelly, all in her head. Why would you be so mean and yelly in her head, Emma? All Karla wanted to do was sleep and forget!

*Dun wanna. I'm sleeping.*

[icecoldfrost]

<<Darling, I have this lovely bit of jewelry that lets me ignore social niceties to beat you about the head when you require it, and you're the one that gave it to me,>> Emma pointed out telepathically.

<<Also, you just tried to kill yourself earlier, and I have a few WORDS on that subject.>>

[glacial_queen]

*I did not!* Karla protested, even as she teared up again at the reminder of a now-pointless Kaeleeran custom. Maybe she could get the ring back now? She didn't need a Court anymore. She was worse than a Queen in exile. She was nothing except emo.

*If I come down, are you really gonna throw me into the duck pond?*

[nothornlessrose.livejournal.com]

Cassidy didn't take much time to figure out a response, though she tried really hard to not be too surly to her Sister, her friend and a Queen who outranked her.

Lady Karla,

While I thank you and your friend for the gracious invitation, I have to decline.

Thank You,
Lady Cassidy

Cassidy frowned and sighed as she read that and shook her head before deleting without sending it. No matter how hurt she was by the way Karla had said goodbye earlier -- and when she found out what kept her here she would be grateful -- it just wasn't in her to be cold or rude to someone she cared for.

Sister,

This is the only home I have left and the people here are the only ones I know now. I couldn't save Dharo, but maybe I can find something here that will help save whomever is left.

Love,
Cassidy

Of course, Cassidy, being Cassidy, was walking down the hall to Karla's door and knocking softly after she responded to the e-mail.

[glacial_queen]

Karla wasn't going to be any less cold or rude now, either. It was totally her and not you, Cassidy. If that helped any.

She did, however, answer the door, face pale except where it was bright red, hair tousled, dark circles under each eye. "What?" she asked when the door opened.

...That was like a hello?

[nothornlessrose.livejournal.com]

Cassidy looked at her for a moment and then said quietly and simply.

"I have tea and something else that Shira showed me how to make that tastes like mint."

That was her way of saying she wasn't leaving.

[glacial_queen]

"I don't want any tea."

That was Karla's way of telling her to go away.

Apparently, it was Karla's day for getting overruled, especially if she though Cassidy was going to go because of that.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

It was evening by the time Wesley came by, having just come from Warren's room. He -- didn't know what his place was here, exactly, but Warren had told him to check on Karla and bring her a message. So.

"Karla?" he called gently from the hall. "It's Wesley. May I come in?"

[glacial_queen]

That was Wesley's voice. Wesley. Who was friends with Warren. Hmmm.

Well. That got a response. Karla was flinging herself off the bed and throwing the door open. "Did he send you?" she spat. "I don't care what he has to say! I meant it! We're done! I d-d-don't c-c-c-care what excuses he has--"

And her angry tirade was cut short by yet more tears. Do excuse her, Wesley. Her whole world had just kind of...fallen apart.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

...well, then.

Wesley was more than a little taken aback by the sudden tears and it showed on his face, an instant of fleeting I have no idea how to handle this that was quickly replaced by Perhaps it might be safer to just leave.

But he stood his ground, though it took considerable effort not to just flee. "I-- that is--" Long pause while he fumbled for words, then, "--would you like a tissue?"

[olympian-herc.livejournal.com]

Hercules was in a bad spot. He'd decided to bake a cake, and it may have turned out lopsided, but it still looked delicious. So when he attempted to call his remaining little Champion (http://not-a-parakeet.livejournal.com/8201.html) and there was no answer, he was sent into a mild flurry of worry.

So instead, he called Karla, thinking that perhaps she might know if he'd... lost his phone and was happy and sitting with her and playing with the bunny. And not anything worse.

So, there rang Karla's phone.

[glacial_queen]

"I DON'T WANT TO ANSWER YOU!" Karla shrieked in the direction of her ringing phone. Because that was both the mature and rational response, thank you, Karla.

That didn't stop her from answering it, either. It could be someone who needed more information about Jaime, or something.

"Hello?" And if she sounded somewhere between sobbing and sullen, it was because she was.

[olympian-herc.livejournal.com]

"Fair witch queen!" Hercules shouted in a voice just a teeny bit beyond what was needed for a phone conversation. "I cannot get an answer from young Warren, and I had even bothered to make a cake, and it took so long to bake it, and I'm not entirely sure if I'll ever have this recipe again!"

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

Faramir had made it home, it seemed; at least, that was the guess Gabrielle had made when she'd found his horse, Baru, out in town earlier in the day. She'd been out in the stables more or less ever since and so had missed out on everything that had happened earlier.

She was also, unfortunately, a bit lost in her own thoughts when she made it back to the room.

"I'm so tired of all of this," she said quietly, slumping onto her bed.

[glacial_queen]

"So tired," Karla agreed, voice muffled by pillows again. "And it all seems so pointless. So hard and hateful and pointless."

Room 218 was going to be a rocking party tonight!

[ancientbschamp.livejournal.com]

There should only be streamers and champagne, really.

"I'm almost to the point where I wish there was something I could hit," Gabrielle admitted. "I know it's the easy way out and it's not really a solution, and all it'll do is keep that cycle of violence going."

With a melodramatic little groan of her own, she curled around a pillow.

"But it's so tempting."