Layla rolled over and attempted to wriggle down into the mattress, but it was just the ground. She lifted her head and saw a tree- a lot of trees- and general woodland features that reminded her more of Latveria than Tabula Rasa. She pushed herself up from lying on her stomach to rub her eyes, blinking until the sleep way gone, then pushed herself up to standing and looked around. She absently scratched her elbow.
Huh. She was pretty sure she had her powers back. How about that.
She started padding through the forest, looking around, the bottoms of her slouchy grey pajama pants picking up some leaves and dirt. She wished she had a bra.
It was nice and peaceful, at least. She saw someone heading toward her and blinked, veering in that direction and her eyebrows lifted a little as she got closer. Apparently, there had been a time when Cable was a hottie. Again, who knew.
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Date: 2012-05-29 02:29 am (UTC)Huh. She was pretty sure she had her powers back. How about that.
She started padding through the forest, looking around, the bottoms of her slouchy grey pajama pants picking up some leaves and dirt. She wished she had a bra.
It was nice and peaceful, at least. She saw someone heading toward her and blinked, veering in that direction and her eyebrows lifted a little as she got closer. Apparently, there had been a time when Cable was a hottie. Again, who knew.
"Hey," she said.