[In which the ice queen awakes.]

[foreverchilled]

::Wherever Vidya left her, Theresa has now woken up, and pulled herself into a sitting position, roughly. She looks tired, and famished, but not quite as dazed as before... it seems the IV did it's job well.::

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[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

::Peeks her head into look after cracking the door open a bit.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa weakly turns her head towards the door.::

...who...?

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

Uh... me?

::Opens the door, smiling a bit. And she's in Erland's house. In a room. >.>::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...Vidya...?

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

That'd be me.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...is it... really?

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

As far as I can tell.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...

::Theresa seems hesitant... even scared.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

...

::Waits for a moment, and just gives Theresa a nice tender hug. ... I should put a scarf on next time.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa freezes up at the contact initially, mostly figuratively...::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::...then relaxes into Vidya's arms.::

...

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

So. How you feeling, Theresa?

::She just keeps hugging, but it's a bit looser now.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...tired. Hungry.

::Theresa buries her face in Vidya's shoulder/chest, whichever is closer.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

::Let's give her a shoulder-boob combination::

What would you like to eat, dear?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa pauses for a moment.::

...real food.

::Theresa says this as if completely expecting that 'not really food' was on the menu.::

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

::Lets go of an arm and taps her own cheek.::

What kind of real food, dear?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

::Theresa looks at Vidya confused for a moment.::

...soup... and... bread...?

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

And type of soup and bread. Or else you're going to get Chicken Soup and White Toast with Butter.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...that sounds nice...

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

Some orange juice?

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...please....

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

Anything else? Like a pink teddy bear?

::Hugs Theresa again.::

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...

...if I could... stay... that would... be nice...

[bibeakerbabe.livejournal.com]

Stay as long as you want.

[foreverchilled.livejournal.com]

...really...?

What about... ...him...