[Remember that girl living at 837 Hastings Boulevard who was smiling vacantly for a while? Well, Karina has snapped out of her droning in a rather abrupt fashion: right as her droned self was cooking lunch for the family. As you can tell, she's pretty surprised by this development.]

Wha--

[Cooking has been summarily abandoned, in favor of her ( Read more... )

[Great. Just great, really. Her first few days in this town and already she really wishes she had her powers back. At least when she had her powers she didn't feel so cold, even in that skimpy costume ( Read more... )

[ACTION; 837 Hastings Boulevard]

[Urgh. What time is it now? Her mother would probably be yelling at her to hurry up and get to school, but strangely, she can't hear her voice. Whatever, she's still half-asleep, so she takes a few moments to sit up, savoring her soft, soft bed ( Read more... )

You know the drill. How am I doing with Karina here? I'd love any sort of advice!

Flames: will be deleted.
Concrit: appreciated!
Praise: ...erm. This too, I guess?
Plots: LET'S DO IT.