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Re: The morning of the switched flood

[seegodhatesme]

[The first gets just an annoyed sound, but her eyes snap open at the second, and she’s quick to sit up.]

From in here?

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[atowncalledtreffy]

Yeah.

Haven't checked the places where I stuck weapons earlier, but yeah.

[Trevor exhales, sitting down on the bed beside Sypha]

Something's happening. You all right?

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[seegodhatesme]

[She intends to send a light up to see if anything else in the room has been taken. But nothing blooms in her hand when she opens it, and Sypha goes still, and very silent. She doesn't try again - she doesn't have to. Light is an impossible spell to fail.]

Trevor...

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[atowncalledtreffy]

[he doesn't know what's wrong yet, but Sypha's tone tips him off and Trevor looks up from his communicator, glancing over his shoulder]

What? You all right?

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[seegodhatesme]

[Her eyes are wide, shocked, and she tries for ice, circling her hands in front of her.

Nothing.

Fire.

Nothing.

She can't even make a breeze.]

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[atowncalledtreffy]

[Oh, fuck.

Trevor reaches over for one of Sypha's hands, hoping to calm her down]

Sypha. It'll be all right.

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[seegodhatesme]

[She jerks her hand away from him, pressing them both against her chest instead, and looks around as if she's never seen this cabin before. And she hasn't, quite. The inn room at the center of it is almost unchanged, but the kitchen from Dracula's castle and the bathroom beyond it are gone. So are the windows, with their vague and unreal views.]

What...

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[atowncalledtreffy]

[Trevor lets her pull away, sitting cautiously still. He's unsure how to best reassure her]

I'm going to go see what's going on. Whatever it is, we'll fix it.

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[seegodhatesme]

Don't- No, I know, we need to sort it out.

[Shaking her head at herself, Sypha rises to get her robe from where she left it on the floor. There's a hard lump in her throat, and her hands feel alien to her as she pulls it on over her head, but she hurries all the same.]

I'm going to demand some answers.

Re: The morning of the switched flood

[atowncalledtreffy]

[At a loss for what to do himself, Trevor exhales and gets up to put on a shirt and follow his girlfriend.]

Well, at least we're not doing anything insane today..