Elizabeth 'Liz' Argentum (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
flamesburned) wrote2007-02-27 07:47 pm
flamesburned) wrote2007-02-27 07:47 pm
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Room 515 - Tuesday Evening
There was a sudden flash of light and Liz reappeared in her room. She landed unconscious on the floor of her room. Blackie had been concerned about where her owner was, since Liz hadn't fed her or changed her water that morning. When Liz appeared on the floor, Blackie gave meowed loudly in an attempt to wake her up, Liz was only vaguely aware of a sound that sounded familiar.
Liz was not in good shape, she was exhausted and her lips were dry from lack of water. There was blood mattered in her hair and she had several bruises, the scar on her forehead looked particularly bad. She was still wearing the clothes that she had on yesterday and they were now torn.
When Liz hadn't responded Blackie moved to the door that Liz had left ajar the previous night, she pushed it wide open and gazed into the hallway wondering if there was someone could help Liz.
For a few seconds Liz regained consciousness, without realizing what she was doing as she started to weakly sit up and having no idea that the door was now open, weak flames appeared in her right hand as if responding to the stress that she was in.
[ooc: door and post are both open, should someone wish to help Liz]
Liz was not in good shape, she was exhausted and her lips were dry from lack of water. There was blood mattered in her hair and she had several bruises, the scar on her forehead looked particularly bad. She was still wearing the clothes that she had on yesterday and they were now torn.
When Liz hadn't responded Blackie moved to the door that Liz had left ajar the previous night, she pushed it wide open and gazed into the hallway wondering if there was someone could help Liz.
For a few seconds Liz regained consciousness, without realizing what she was doing as she started to weakly sit up and having no idea that the door was now open, weak flames appeared in her right hand as if responding to the stress that she was in.
[ooc: door and post are both open, should someone wish to help Liz]