I am the passenger

Nadia flopped down on her bed with her notebook and a sigh, and looked over the notes again, as though staring at them and willing more information would somehow work.

She was glad that the ghosts couldn't physically harm her friends, but that also meant she couldn't physically harm the ghosts. And that was driving her nuts.

She thought again about the possibility of doing something to encourage one of her weird dreams. Being superstoned hadn't seemed to work, and she had no alcohol, which meant either trying to get herself sick, which would take too long, or hitting herself over the head with her own mallet.

Which would hurt. And therefore suck.

She let out another frustrated sigh and rolled onto her side, in doing so knocking the bear Veronica had given her off the bed.

[ooc: door's closed, post is open.]

Nadia stopped into the computer lab quickly on her way to Galactica Point to type up her notes and send an email to Veronica. She knew she should try to contact everyone on her list of people who might be haunted, but still wasn't comfortable doing that.

At least with Veronica, she knew the information would be on a need to know basis.

( To Veronica )

That done, she handwavily called Veronica to let her know she sent her some information, and that she might try to stop in later and check on her, if she got the chance. Then she headed out again.

[ooc: may eventually be a linkdrop]