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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[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Guy shrieked again. "WHERE?!"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"There!" Kerrigan struck out at the fiendish thing, and promptly destroyed a coffee table in the process.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"That was an antique!"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan paused in her waving about to stare at Guy.

Her lip wobbled again.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Oh, that wouldn't do at all. "...I'm sure we can repair it."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"But there's a mouse!" she brought up again, "And I broke something again!"

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"We'll fix it," Guy promised. "And then we can have tea."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan sniffled girlishly and poked through the wreckage with the broom. "Think it's gone now?"

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"And now tea," He assured her. Maybe looking around to make sure. "And some Lifetime."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I do like Lifetime," Kerrigan said, chewing on her bottom lip and lowering the broom. Slowly.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"I heard there was a good movie tonight."

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

The broom hit the ground with a thud.

"Let's go watch it," she said, wiped some of the tears from her face, and headed for the living room.