[Sophia the Thunder Mistress]

Sophia drifted comfortably back into consciousness. She was so warm... Her eyes snapped open suddenly as she glanced at her wristwatch. Shaking her head she realized she'd slept through half a day of partying. It won't do, she thought, it simply will not do. Pushing Fin's arm off her she crawled off the sofa and stood up.

She looked down at Fin, sleeping with his face squashed at a very unusual angle, and briefly contemplated folding up the sofa bed with him still inside it. She grinned at the thought, but knew she wouldn't do it. Instead she flung a cloak over him and kissed him on the forehead. She'd come back and check later to see if he was awake.

Feeling much clearer of head (and no hangover- marvellous this party!) Sophia wandered into the Ladies' to see exactly what the damage to her costume was. Surveying herself in a full length mirror, her eyes travelled in horror from the crushed flowers to the bloodshot eyes to the wrinkled and sagging gown. She looked like she hadn't changed her clothes in a month.

She shrugged, the only costume she'd seen that still looked as good as when it came in was Lush's glowing white. But her aura seemed to be slipping off slowly, like an unbalanced halo. Sophia supposed it didn't matter.

Wandering back into the main hall she noticed the newly patched roof and the prowling Cami. Grinning she moved to the opposite side of the room. Karaoke it seemed was the order of business. She picked up an orange juice and settled in to watch. Earwen was doing a beautiful little number from Grease, if a little off key. Sophia gave her a standing ovation, cheering at the top of her lungs, before looking around to see everyone turned to stare at her. She closed her mouth and sat back down.

[ May 04, 2003: Message edited by: Sophia the Thunder Mistress ]