Close Quarters
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I figured the door could get jammed, and water could start to come in if we wanted to add some excitement. Finally, they can break the door open and get the hell out of their. Tell me if you have any other ideas. X3 Oh, and this is when they get back from the rescue mission so maybe he can let her know Hadley and Amatha is safe and that Aro is back. Smile


The leopard woman simply couldn't relax. The storm was here, she could smell it and hear it outside. It wasn't anything to be messed with. She was safe in here, but she couldn't process it. Nothing was going to calm her down, unless she drank. But, her stomach hadn't been feeling all that great lately and coating it with a harsh liquid wasn't the best idea. She couldn't keep sitting here though. Sidra got up and traveled away from the group that had gathered down here. Her cloak had been removed and set out to dry, and she was still chilled. This whole situation was completely unpleasant. Her hackles remained upright, the anxiety continuously building. It wouldn't dissipate until the hurricane had passed. Aro had come, but left to go search for Hadley and Amatha whom hadn't shown up to the courthouse. There was just another problem she had to stress about until he came back, with or without the earthy man and his child. Even though she didn't like Hadley, she wished him and his daughter a safe return. Maybe she should have gone...no. She couldn't face the storm, it was much too frightening.


Sidra found a room that was small, confined from everyone else. She could have gone to her own room, but everyone was right outside. She didn't want to be with everyone right now, she wanted to be alone. For one, she felt sick to her stomach, and for two she was stressed which only made the pain in her gut worse. This was just not her day. The room she chose was the storage closet down the hall from her own bedroom. It was small, a few stools up against the wall where she could sit. With a deep breath, she removed a canteen from her bag. It was only filled with water, all that her stomach could handle at the moment. An anxious yawn drew her jaws apart, and a whine followed as she settled down bringing her head down almost in between her knees. Ugh... She moaned, trying to forget about the constant nausea in her stomach. She took even breaths, closing her eyes. Her head seemed to be spinning, dizzy from all of the thoughts swirling around. What if Aro didn't return, what if he died? What if those who came with him didn't come back either? It simply couldn't happen that way...it couldn't. Could it?


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