walks_two_paths: (Older Savannah 1 : Karanna1)
After wandering to her old Monday schedule of classes from long ago, Savannah's curiosity got the best of her and she returned to the dorms. She had made the mistake of listening to the radio last night and boy had some of that brought back memories that had been best left buried.

Now, though, she turned the knob to room 217 and stepped inside.

It looked like nothing had changed since -- well, since the last time she had been here. The two beds were still pushed together in the center of the room to form one big bed and the things she had put on the walls were still there. The desks were still there with books and machines -- and the closet doors were still open. Out of remembered habit, she went and closed the closets, and then turned to look at more of the room.

"You cannot possibly tell me that no one has been in this room since we left."

Shaking her head, Savannah flopped diagonally across the bed. )


That's what she would do. She would head back to New York as soon as she could. She'd call the Cortez jet to meet her. This was a plan. Not her best plan, but a good plan.



[[OOC: For the ex mainly... but open for anyone who would like to talk to or WTF at the 20 years older Savannah]]
walks_two_paths: (Older Savannah 1 : Karanna1)
After wandering to her old Monday schedule of classes from long ago, Savannah's curiosity got the best of her and she returned to the dorms. She had made the mistake of listening to the radio last night and boy had some of that brought back memories that had been best left buried.

Now, though, she turned the knob to room 217 and stepped inside.

It looked like nothing had changed since -- well, since the last time she had been here. The two beds were still pushed together in the center of the room to form one big bed and the things she had put on the walls were still there. The desks were still there with books and machines -- and the closet doors were still open. Out of remembered habit, she went and closed the closets, and then turned to look at more of the room.

"You cannot possibly tell me that no one has been in this room since we left."

Shaking her head, Savannah flopped diagonally across the bed. )


That's what she would do. She would head back to New York as soon as she could. She'd call the Cortez jet to meet her. This was a plan. Not her best plan, but a good plan.



[[OOC: For the ex mainly... but open for anyone who would like to talk to or WTF at the 20 years older Savannah]]
walks_two_paths: (Deep Thoughts)
The last couple of days had been of pretty much constant activity.

Tuesday had been a run-in with the wall (twice) courtesy of Umbridge, a discussion with Johnny that had changed quite a few things, and Eve coming by to help her with the easing of the pain in her shoulder and head from the earlier intimate meeting with said wall.

Wednesday had been more talking with Johnny, her last Spying workshop, and spending most of the night at Sean's place, filling him in on way too many things -- that he hadn't really been all that pleased about. They had ended up agreeing that there was no way that they could ever tell Benecio what Umbridge had done to her both times because he would raze the school... and therefore construction would have to begin again.

Thursday had been her last Firearms workshop, and getting reassurance from John Winchester that Zoe was indeed coming back to her job and the school. She was pretty sure that Mr. Winchester had no idea how relieved she was to hear that. After that, she had made cookies with River for the kick-off of cheer camp and the giving of spirit cookies. Then she had headed back to the gym for the daily activities of cheer camp -- including an awesome demonstration of kicks from Mr. Deadpool. Those would be kicks that she would be spending some time practicing. Like she had told John, they could come in handy both in cheering and in defending herself. Last night had been capped off with the cheerleader pizza party. She had come back to the room and collapsed into bed.

Today had started with her last workshop with Vala -- and boy was she going to miss having her as a teacher. She had been prevented by Sam from going to hurt the crazy lady, too. So, instead, she went to make cookies with Claire, and then headed on to the second day of cheer camp -- where she learned knife-throwing techniques from the most awesome coach ever..

Now, she was sitting cross-legged on her bed with her phone in her lap. She really needed to talk to Chris about... well, about everything. About Johnny, Sean... Eve... the Gemini Project... Eve...

She just wasn't sure how she was going to tell him everything without losing her friend forever. She knew that it was a possibility that he would quite likely never speak to her again -- if only because of the stuff with Johnny.

Because, he was her friend before anything else. The idea of that she was about to lose that friend... hurt.

However, unless it was an absolute neccessity, she had never lied to someone she cared about in her life -- and she wasn't about to start now.

Chris was too good of a person and too important for her to lie to him.

Levines didn't back down and hide... but right now? She was really wanting to.



And so she made the phone call. )


[[OOC: Pre-play started via e-mail with [livejournal.com profile] neurotic_witch and will continue in the comments. This post is locked to CHris, but there will be an open Savanah post up later for peoples.]]
walks_two_paths: (Deep Thoughts)
The last couple of days had been of pretty much constant activity.

Tuesday had been a run-in with the wall (twice) courtesy of Umbridge, a discussion with Johnny that had changed quite a few things, and Eve coming by to help her with the easing of the pain in her shoulder and head from the earlier intimate meeting with said wall.

Wednesday had been more talking with Johnny, her last Spying workshop, and spending most of the night at Sean's place, filling him in on way too many things -- that he hadn't really been all that pleased about. They had ended up agreeing that there was no way that they could ever tell Benecio what Umbridge had done to her both times because he would raze the school... and therefore construction would have to begin again.

Thursday had been her last Firearms workshop, and getting reassurance from John Winchester that Zoe was indeed coming back to her job and the school. She was pretty sure that Mr. Winchester had no idea how relieved she was to hear that. After that, she had made cookies with River for the kick-off of cheer camp and the giving of spirit cookies. Then she had headed back to the gym for the daily activities of cheer camp -- including an awesome demonstration of kicks from Mr. Deadpool. Those would be kicks that she would be spending some time practicing. Like she had told John, they could come in handy both in cheering and in defending herself. Last night had been capped off with the cheerleader pizza party. She had come back to the room and collapsed into bed.

Today had started with her last workshop with Vala -- and boy was she going to miss having her as a teacher. She had been prevented by Sam from going to hurt the crazy lady, too. So, instead, she went to make cookies with Claire, and then headed on to the second day of cheer camp -- where she learned knife-throwing techniques from the most awesome coach ever..

Now, she was sitting cross-legged on her bed with her phone in her lap. She really needed to talk to Chris about... well, about everything. About Johnny, Sean... Eve... the Gemini Project... Eve...

She just wasn't sure how she was going to tell him everything without losing her friend forever. She knew that it was a possibility that he would quite likely never speak to her again -- if only because of the stuff with Johnny.

Because, he was her friend before anything else. The idea of that she was about to lose that friend... hurt.

However, unless it was an absolute neccessity, she had never lied to someone she cared about in her life -- and she wasn't about to start now.

Chris was too good of a person and too important for her to lie to him.

Levines didn't back down and hide... but right now? She was really wanting to.



And so she made the phone call. )


[[OOC: Pre-play started via e-mail with [livejournal.com profile] neurotic_witch and will continue in the comments. This post is locked to CHris, but there will be an open Savanah post up later for peoples.]]

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