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Feb. 18th, 2012
1 - Action
Feb. 18th, 2012 12:33 pm[She wakes to another cell. And her heart stops.]
[This isn't Jacob's apartment. It's not even his grandparents' place. She looks around, wildly, for that man, but he isn't anywhere to be found. Not at first. Her pulse starts racing, and the rarely-felt panic begins clawing at her mind. She has to get out. She can't let him win again.]
[She hasn't eaten, hasn't slept, in what feels like days, and that probably only adds to her confusion and panic.]
[But that doesn't stop the fire.]
[As she all but bursts into the hallway, staggering, stumbling in her desperation, it kindles to life across her skin, over hair and clothing. Strangely enough, nothing else seems to be so much as warmed by the passing human torch. Stones she steps on will remain cool to the touch. It's only Kara who's on fire right now.]
[Approach?]
[This isn't Jacob's apartment. It's not even his grandparents' place. She looks around, wildly, for that man, but he isn't anywhere to be found. Not at first. Her pulse starts racing, and the rarely-felt panic begins clawing at her mind. She has to get out. She can't let him win again.]
[She hasn't eaten, hasn't slept, in what feels like days, and that probably only adds to her confusion and panic.]
[But that doesn't stop the fire.]
[As she all but bursts into the hallway, staggering, stumbling in her desperation, it kindles to life across her skin, over hair and clothing. Strangely enough, nothing else seems to be so much as warmed by the passing human torch. Stones she steps on will remain cool to the touch. It's only Kara who's on fire right now.]
[Approach?]