Sabriel was sitting by her desk, writing a letter. From time to time she looked up to give the tarantula in the tank a thoughtful look.

( Dear Sulyn and Ellimere )

Sabriel jerked awake and looked around wildly wondering what had woken her. The music came out of nowhere, getting louder, like something/someone/it could tell she was awake.

I said rock what's a matter with you rock
Don't you see I need you rock
Don't let down
All on that day

So I run to the river
It was bleedin' I run to the sea

"Is this an alarm?" Sabriel asked the air, sitting up. "Are we under attack?" She reached out to grab her shirt. "I knew that girl was evil!"

Whens she was dressed, Sabriel headed out to find out if they were under attack by Dead Hands.

Sabriel entered her room, still feeling as stupid as she always felt after a flight class. She liked the class, but everyone else were so much better than her. She wasn't used to not being the best.

She noticed her phone blinking and picked it up. She listened to the message, eyes widening, and then hit the call back button. Repeatedly.

She went to get her book, and when she came back, she saw her phone blinking again. She flailed. And called back.

When she came home from the Music festival, there was another message. She stared at the phone a while, then called back.

( in case someone else needs it )

More information is here

...hopefully I didn't ban anyone who shouldn't be. *eyes ginormous list*

After running into Prue Halliwell, Sabriel had had enough of crowds for a while. She returned to her cabin and paced a little before entering the lounge area and sitting down in the sofa. Perhaps she should make some tea.

Talking to the big talking turtle, Donatello, had been nice, although she was still stuck on the 'big talking turtle' part. She'd met again Qui-Gon who's room she'd accidentally entered yesterday and he'd probably been the most normal of all she'd met today. She had thought Annette would be the one, but no.

She had only briefly met her Big Sister, but hopefully they'd meet again.

Tea, Sabriel decided. Definitely time for tea.


ooc: open like an open thing!

"You have reached Sabriel. Please leave your name and number and I will call you back." Pause. "There supposed to be a beep now, I'm not sure how I make it-- BEEEEEP!"