Savannah Levine

Savannah always felt that one of her strengths was the ability to hold heself together during a crisis.

She had spent a few days at the barricade keeping watch, and then today she had helped in the defense of the barricade. Of course, coming face to zombie face with her brother had almost broken her. Thankfully, he had left before she had been forced to hurt him in any way. After the barricade was on fire and they had done their best to close the gates, she had headed up to roof where she faced off with a very zealous zombie admirer.

When she felt the magic in the air and had seen the light that came down and surrounded all of the zombies, it had taken her a few moments of watching the transformations to realize they had won the battle.

She wasn't yet capable of facing anybody she knew that had been a zombie and like a zombie herself, she had gone to the showers to get cleaned up. It didn't bother her that she was still in the shower as the water ran cold -- it wasn't like she could feel it right now. She was sore and bruised and exhausted. She had drained herself magically during the fight and it was a wonder she could still stand.

It wasn't until she had made it back to her room and changed into her favorite pair of leggings and oversize t-shirt that the shaking set in.


[[OOC: For the boyfriend and SP is love.]]

Savannah had not slept much the night before. She just had not been able to. Her mind would just not shut down and the pain just would not stop.

She had lay awake for awhile until she just had to get up and out. She left a note for Johnny telling him where she was, then grabbed what Storm had called her "Arty" bag. Making sure she had her pad and plenty of pencils, she had left the dorms and headed to her favorite spot at Serenity Cove.

She stood on the sand for awhile, watching the water and trying not to think over the last few days... but that didn't work.

Giving up on fighting it, Savannah sat down with her back to some rocks and started to sketch. Soon, she was lost in her work as she moved through her mind, putting the images on paper.


[[OOC: Is indeed open]]