Post by The Jenn on May 2, 2011 22:26:21 GMT -5
Leona remained in a state of shock for some time after, ignoring the doctor and the Morganberry unless they took pains to get her attention and just staring into the mirror. Her vanity felt shattered. Her pride in her looks buried itself in a hole. All she could do was stare at the thing on her face and wonder just how much her mother was going to have to pay to get this fixed. Probably a lot. Maybe more than she could afford. Magic could be tricky, everybody said.
A cursed black pot had exploded all over her and sent a cursed silver mask to run into her poor, cursed face. And that wasn't even getting into what was wrong with the rest of her.
She felt... fatigued. Utterly drained. She couldn't summon the energy to react as the situation deserved, which would involve levels of freak-out previously unknown to man or beast.
When Richard Her Hero informed her of the steps he'd taken to return her to a mother, she mumbled a tired, mildly dazed thank you and something about a reward. Surely her mother would reward him for stopping and helping her.
A cursed black pot had exploded all over her and sent a cursed silver mask to run into her poor, cursed face. And that wasn't even getting into what was wrong with the rest of her.
She felt... fatigued. Utterly drained. She couldn't summon the energy to react as the situation deserved, which would involve levels of freak-out previously unknown to man or beast.
When Richard Her Hero informed her of the steps he'd taken to return her to a mother, she mumbled a tired, mildly dazed thank you and something about a reward. Surely her mother would reward him for stopping and helping her.
