Room 217, All Day

[walks_two_paths]

Savannah was laying in the bed with her sketch pad. Yes, she was resting... from time to time. The stuff Dr. Troy had given her helped with the headache and caused her to sleep. It even helped against the nightmares -- mostly.

What it didn't stop was the worry about everyone that had been involved the mess over the weekend. (WTF, evil teddy bear?) Wyatt, Isabel, Johnny, Chris... she was worried about all of them.

Eve and Anders had come by to see her last night and she had finally told Eve what had happened to her -- after making Eve promise not to do anything first. hey, she was power exhausted, not dumb. She knew her mother, thank you very much.

Destiny looked up at her and with a happy, playful yip tugged at the pencil she was trying to sketch with. Savannah managed to giggle softly as she played tug of war with the puppy.

As she played with the puppy, she bit her lip and then reached for the phone to make a call.

After hanging up, she laid back against the pillows with the newly liberated pencil.


[[OOC: For the boyfriend and anyone else who might come to visit Savannah or the puppy]]

Comments

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

"Okay. I mean, not 'okay' okay, but... y'know... not evil anymore."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"Chris wasn't evil just... driven... if he hadn't gotten there..."

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

"Okay, not evil, then," Eve amended. "Let's go with weird, then. Because that? For Chris? Was weird."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it was. But... like me or not, know me or not... he did save my life even if he didn't try to."

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

"For which I am incredibly grateful," Eve said. "And I'd rather have people turn weird rather than evil any day of the week."

She frowned before looking up. "I did not mean that literally, Fandom," she said.