Room 507, Thursday morning

[nadiathesaint]

Despite having managed to get past the blind panic she'd been in just after hearing about Sloane, Nadia did not sleep any better Wednesday night than she had all week.

She was running on less than fumes, but fortunately operating under less than optimal sleep had been part of her training in Argentina, not too mention part of her past experience on the streets anyway.

She thought she heard some kind of commotion coming from somewhere on the floor just as she was getting to "the good part" of her adventure story (Mario had just helped Elena defeat her evil uncle Alvin Stern, and they were going to "celebrate"), so she shut her laptop and crept over too the door, unlocking and cracking it open to peer into the hallway, holding her gun at ready.

Furrball immediately took advantage of this and darted from the room.

[ooc: open to anyone who might be passing by 507 or the guy who's actually in it.]

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[sensethevisions]

Yes, she did hear something and Phoebe was soon at her door. When she saw that it was open, she swallowed. "Nadia?"

Her voice may have been a little shaky.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia's first thought was that Sloane had somehow gotten to Phoebe. She'd mentioned her in her email when she was nine, after all, he knew they were friends. . . .

Nadia opened the door slightly more even as she kept scanning the hall way and gestured for Phoebe to come in.

"What's wrong, what's happening?"

[sensethevisions]

"Cole... and Blair... in our bed..."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia totally assumed that Phoebe did come in shut the door and locked it behind her, tucking her safetied gun into waist band of her pants. "What? Your bed?"

Hey, she already thought Bel and Blair were sleeping together. She just also thought that Bel was generally smarter than having an affair where Phoebe could find him.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded mournfully. "And that's on top of having the strange premonitions of awful things that I can't stop."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter had been by the window making sure there was nothing going on down on the grounds. Hearing that Phoebe had caught Bel and Blair together in their bed surprised the hell out of him, to say the least, but the talk of premonitions got his attention quite fully.

"What sort of premonitions?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe wiped tears away. "Snakes, pills, disembodied hands putting dead frogs in abed... a door with a busted locked and someone pounding to get out." She sighed. "They won't stop, but they also won't give me more information. And someone put mutilated frogs in Willow's bed yesterday."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Whatcha doin'?" Cally was peering out from her own nearby doorway, a little blurry-eyed and in her pajamas.

[nadiathesaint]

"I thought I heard something." Nadia nodded to Cally. "Can't be too careful."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Still worried about your dad?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Or whoever is pretending to be him. They got Jamie yesterday. I don't want to take any chances."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Got to... what happened to Jamie?"

[nadiathesaint]

"I found him unconcious in the room yesterday. He'd been drugged."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi was flouncing down the hall and hoped over Furrball as he darted away.

"Mornin' Nadia. Did you hear something just now?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Yeah, I did. There's something weird going on in Fandom."

Like that was any surprise.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I hope it's the 'dancing weetiny bunny' variety."

[nadiathesaint]

"More like 'dead frogs in the bed, mysterious visions and phone calls, and general scariness' variety."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Ahh nut bunnies."

[nadiathesaint]

"I think someone might be possessed."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

*KNOCK KNOCK*

[nadiathesaint]

Gun out, safety off, Nadia stood on the other side of the door.

"Who is it?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Your only friend Pip!"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia hesitated, then cracked open the door.

"Yeah?"

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Just checking in on you," Pip said. "Everything alright?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Bel and Blair are sleeping together, Phoebe is having very bad premonitions about things like snakes and pills and hands and people getting locked into places and about the dead frogs in Willow's bed yesterday, and there's no sign of Sloane or someone pretending to be Sloane yet," Nadia reported in one breath.