29 Chimera Court, Friday Morning

[on_her_korhal]

Where the Queen of Blades usually slept, upstairs in a bedroom taken haughtily from her fellow tenants, there was now a little pile of blankets. Underneath them was a girl, twenty-something years old, curled up into the foetal position. She had her hands pressed to her chest.

She was sobbing quietly. The covers shook a little under the motion of it-- and the sound she produced was desperate, ragged, and very, very human. Somewhere in her psyche, an alien queen slept soundly, burrowed far away from the surface.

Eventually, her alarm rang, emitting the dulcet tones of a good Kenny Rogers number.

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[byneptunesbeard.livejournal.com]

It was hard not to be drawn in.

"I love Kenny Rogers!" Aquaman couldn't help commenting in passing by the Leuitenant's door.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Somewhere downstairs... there was a mouse.

A tiny, tiny mouse. But to one Guy Gardner, it looked to be the size of a warf rat. A vicious one at that.

So, that girlish shriek? Yeah. That was Guy.