From 29 Chimera Court to the Causeway, Wednesday Morning

[on_her_korhal]

Kerrigan was packing.

Oh, she didn't need to, but she had a feeling the squirrels - those little rodents - would be spying on her. She could have sent them skittering away, of course, but right now it was an opportunity to prove to Anakin that she really was doing as she had said. As a human.

Just because she didn't plan to return to the island right now didn't mean she might not want to in the future.

So: she was packing a completely unnecessary duffle bag. In about fifteen minutes' time, she'd be out of here, down the causeway, finally shaking this restrictive human guise and returning to her plans back in Koprulu. They had been developing new species of zerg for long enough. Time to start putting the next steps into motion...

[[ first piece of ocd open to all, and second to one... ]]

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At the House

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

For any last goodbyes.

Down the Causeway (NFB, for one)

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

With every step down the causeway, Kerrigan let go of a little more of her assumed human identity. By the time she was out of sight for anyone looking in casually from the island, she had already discarded the illusion that kept her hair the way it was.

A few feet later and the green was seeping back into her skin.

OOC

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

*clings to Kerrigan*

Not that she's ever leaving for good, zomg.