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Nadia had spent most of her morning researching, and her afternoon, after her class, on the mainland, doing a bit of shopping. Now she was sitting on her bed, looking over her notes from her research and taking stock of her purchases.

She was nervous about her decision of how to deal with the sleep issue, but she was also pretty sure she'd made the right one.

Still, she had Rilo Kiley playing softly from her laptop and occasionally hummed along as she worked:

Its 16 miles, to the promise land
and I promise you, I'm doing the best I can
now don't fool yourself
in thinking you're more than a man
cause you'll probably end up dead

I visit these
mountains with frequency
and I stand here with my arms out
now some days, they last longer than others
but this day by the lake went too fast

and if you want me,
you better speak up -- I won't wait
so you better, move fast

don't fool yourself
in thinking you're more than you are
with your arms outstretched to me

now its 16 miles to the promised land
and I promise you I'm doing the best I can
now some days, they last longer than others
but this day by the lake went too fast

and if you want me,
you better speak up -- I won't wait
so you better move fast

and somedays they last longer than others
but this day by the lake went too fast
and if you want me,
you better speak up -- I wont wait
so you better move fast


[ooc: open to roommates or anyone who knocks]

Date: 2007-02-22 11:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
After massive amounts of baking with some of the other girls from cheer, Pippi flounced into the room with a platter full of "advance sales".

"Hey Nadia."

Date: 2007-02-22 11:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
"Yup." she said holding out the plate with a flourish.

Date: 2007-02-22 11:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
"Oooh... Okay, I'll put some aside for you then."

Date: 2007-02-22 11:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] strongestgirl.livejournal.com
"You got somebody to watch your body while you're doing that?"

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Date: 2007-02-23 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
Walter wandered in and took in the stack of gear Nadia had going. "Going for a trip?"

Date: 2007-02-23 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
Walter found a clear space on the bed and sat down. "What is a vision quest and why does it require this gear you have?"

Date: 2007-02-23 04:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
Walter looked at the gear and back up to Nadia. "Do you think it will help?"

Needless to say, he was anything but sanguine about it.

"You're supposed to fast for a couple of days?"

Date: 2007-02-23 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
Argue?

That probably wasn't going to help.

Tie her up?

She'd get loose eventually.

Drug her?

Right off the list.

Right.

"Are you taking a weapon?"

Date: 2007-02-23 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
"Do you have to? Isn't there a mystical loophole that ensures you aren't unarmed while you're starving yourself?"

Tying her up was moving up on the list.

Date: 2007-02-23 05:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] walter-n-wires.livejournal.com
Walter got up to open a window and light a cigarette. "I know you well enough to know there's no way to stop you if you're set on it.

"But...." He waved a hand and shook his head. "Shit. What do you need me to do?"

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