glacial_queen: (Don't try it glare)
Warren had managed to drag her a few yards at most before Karla shrugged him off. "I am capable of walking, thank you," she drawled. "I know you're currently confused about what I'm capable of, but trust me on this one."

"Don't worry," Warren retorted, "There's very little I don't think you're capable of right now." The last few hours of fuming followed by Karla's cute little remarks were taking a toll even on his ability to keep quiet.

Karla's jaw clenched as she bit back another comment. They had potential super-natural creepiness to investigate and that took precedence over throttling her boyfriend, no matter how pleasant that image was. And once they got backstage... )

[More of Angel s03E13 "Waiting in the Wings," though spindled and tweaked to awesome according to [livejournal.com profile] wesleynotponcy's direction, and preplayed with [livejournal.com profile] not_a_parakeet. Follows this, this, and this. NFB, NFI, OOC is happy-making]
glacial_queen: (Gossip)
Karla was being very good today. Rather than fidgeting or spending all of her free time cataloging all the secret nooks and out-of-the way places she could think of on the island, she was channeling all of her extra energy into into checking on her various herbs and medicinal supplies. Between her conversations with Reno and Lady Ghanima, she thought knowing exactly what she had might come in handy.

Okay, mostly she was trying to distract herself from going down the hall and pouncing on her boyfriend. But this sounded better.

[Open!]
glacial_queen: (Topless)
Karla wasn't actually all that happy to be human again. For one, there was the fairly humiliating way she'd turned back. She owed Warren an apology for laughing at him for changing at the Strawberry Social. For another, it had been...easy...being an Arcerian kitten. She didn't have to think about Agio or Jaenelle or the letters stacked neatly on her desk, waiting to be handed out to various teachers.

Rawr. Things were so much easier when she was a kitten and the most she had to worry about was chasing the furry snake attached to her butt and finding someone to feed her.

Which apparently Fandom took as a cue to have her start singing:

Once, I can't remember
I was, long ago, someone strange
I was innocent and wise
And full of pain

Now that I'm a woman
Everything is strange

Once, when I was searching
Somewhere out of reach
Far away
In a place I could not find
Or heart obey

Now that I'm a woman
Everything is changed
Everything is changed
Everything has changed


[Establishy, but open and up early for epic SP as I flee to town for a bit. Yay Mexico Mexioc!]
glacial_queen: (Naughty Thoughts)
After her conversation with Roy yesterday, Karla had been...thinking about some things. specifically, thinking about the toy she'd picked up for Dean's class, now safely vanished away where no one could see it or know she still had it. But as much as she'd been able to ignore it since buying it for her assignment, talking to Roy had reminded her it was still there, waiting in all it's unopened glory.

Now it was there. Staring at her. )
glacial_queen: (Excuse me?)
"Kiss kiss?" Karla called, tapping on the wall outside of Warren's alcove. "Special delivery for Mr. Worthington?"

In her arms were several large, white boxes. More boxes floated in the air next to her. In fact, there were so many, Karla was a little concerned if there'd be enough room for everything to fit in the alcove. They might have to make a quick run to the dorms instead.

Even though they weren't hers, Karla had peeked inside a few of the boxes. Whatever else she had to say about the male and his habit of needle-jabbing, Lord Aldric did good work.

[For he whose alcove it is. Posted with permission.]
glacial_queen: (Makeout Session 5)
After a bit more cake and a lot more fun, Karla left Warren's party a little on the earlier side. No offense meant to Warren or Bobby, of course, but Karla'd made her own plans for later in the evening.

Gabrielle wasn't in the room when Karla got there (which was very convenient as Karla really didn't want to have to ask her roommate to absent herself for a little while), which meant that Karla could spend a few minutes putting the room to rights--which involved vanishing a bunch of stuff, putting on Dinah's ipod for some appropriate music, and lighting the candles she'd gotten from Tara today.

A few minutes later, there came a knock on her door and George slipped inside. Karla met him at the doorway with shining eyes and a welcoming kiss. For the next few hours, they talked and laughed, kissed and carressed, nuzzled and nipped and sighed. Nothing more than that, but, for right then, nothing more was needed.

[Establishy! George and Gabrielle modded with permission and gratitude.]
glacial_queen: (Towel)
It was the early morning after a fairly late night, and yet Karla felt wonderful. She couldn't pinpoint exactly why she felt so great, she just did. It was like the air was fresher, the weak winter sun warmer, or--

--Or her roommate hotter.

Karla stopped in the doorway of their room, toiletry basket hanging from limp fingers. She'd always thought that Gabrielle was pretty, even in that hideous green shirt she liked so much, but, seeing her now, Karla realized that her roommate was actually quite beautiful.

And more than a little sexy.

Hell's Fire, Mother Night, and may the Darkness be merciful. She was in love with her roommate.

[Door open, post locked to the roommate in question, please!]
glacial_queen: (Makeout Session 5)
So, as [livejournal.com profile] divinesurfchick mentioned in her post, Karla is going to be the catalyst for the love shenanigans going on at the Boards. However, unlike most of the people partaking the tainted pastries, Karla isn't going to fall in love with a single person, oh no. The mix of love potion, gremlin venom, and her body's natural response to poisons are going to have her flitting from one person to another. She'll be completely convinced she's in love with that person--at least, until someone else comes along.

So, what I'm looking for are some volunteers to be passionately loved by Karla for a little while and then hopelessly abandoned when she falls in love with someone else. This does not have to be a requited 'love;' we can work out the details of my little witchling stalking your character if you like. Nor is there a gender preference; boys, girls, she can't help it, baaaaby.

So be wise, because this girl satisfies Actually, in this case, it probably won't go much beyond making out. Though I did upload that icon specifically for this post. *points*

As always with love plots, if your character is in a relationship, please make sure the significant other's player okays it, even if it's unrequited on Karla's end.

Just remember, it could be worse. Karla could have made the pastries instead of just doctoring them with love-potions.




[*Do not mock my love of this song. It reminds me of college.

...Shut up. That's not entirely what I meant.]
glacial_queen: (I need a drink)
Karla had made a wise and well-thought out plan for today. She was just going to stay in her room all day long. She hadn't slept well again (third night running), and that was just adding to her temper. Being fifteen and overly hormonal was one thing. Being fifteen, and having this be what jumpstarts your hormones?

That's just unfair.

She was going to sit in her room, alternating between napping, reading, and exploring the Wikipedia that Ender had shown her Thursday morning on the roof. She was wearing loose pants, one of Morton's old shirts, buttoned to the throat, and dealing with the heat by drinking several glasses of cool wine.

It was times like this she wished she didn't burn alcohol off so quickly.

She was determined not to leave the room today. We'll see how long that lasts.


[Door cracked, but post open]

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