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[inmylight_commander]

[Kat's journal opens with a CRASH. Nope, the castle hadn't forgotten about all the components she'd previously wished for in order to make her impressive armory, a hangar, and the FALCON. One wish for breakfast as she was finishing her morning routine brought it all down on her in one fell swoop, and for someone unused to feeling at such a disadvantage she'd lost her balance directly into her desk.]

Damnit, what the hell?

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[dontpatr0nizeme]

Kat, you shouldn't be up. You are ill.

[inmylight_commander]

I'm a Spartan, Washington, I shouldn't be -- I can just power through this. [Yeah screw this, she's trying to get up again.]

[It's not going so well.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

You can't power through an illness.

[Pushing her back to the bed.]

[inmylight_commander]

I have to at least try.

[She goes down easy, far easier then she thinks she should, and the brings a hand up to her temples as her vision tinges with black at the edges for a moment.]

[Softly,] Washington, what is going on?

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Please. Don't.

You need to rest. It's the castle's work.

[inmylight_commander]

[She presses her hand over her eyes.]

I hate when this place pulls shit like this.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Don't we all?