Room 326, Monday Evening

[psi16]

Moving back into the dorms had been a relatively uneventful experience -- especially after being completely knocked out by a migraine the previous week. The result? She could tell a distinct difference in her abilites, as well as an equally greater need for control. That was something she'd have to get a handle on before she went back to her

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[threeweapons]

Alanna came into the room and upon seeing Lyta did her best to tip-toe over to her bed. Faithful jumped up on Alanna's desk and meowed.

[psi16]

Lyta smiled slowly, sensing Alanna and hearing the cat as she dragged herself back behind the walls she had reconstructed. Her eyes opened. "You don't have to tip-toe," she said, still smiling.

[threeweapons]

"I'm surprinsingly not good at it." Alanna admitted and flopped down on her bed befor remembering that she needed to feed her cat. "How are you?"

[psi16]

The smile slipped decidedly rueful. "Alive," she answered. "I'm still deciding whether or not I'm glad to be back in the dorms."