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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 6058031" data-attributes="member: 79171">[OOC] [sblock]Opening her eyes, Clover startled at the strangeness of the situation. She felt like she had been asleep for a long time. An enormously long time, in fact. Her mind was fuzzy, as though she had been in the middle of something very important and suddenly God had decided to pull the plug on her life and plunge her into darkness. But there was still a tickle of recognition there in the back of her mind. Sitting up, the world came back into focus around her; a shining bar, colorful liquors. There were tables and food and drink, but all the smells were stagnant as though the world had stopped and no breeze had blown in a while. And there were people. All human, from her memory of them, except the pig-tailed girl that sat on the bar stool next to her, frozen in time. No one moved, actually. Lacey's face was stuck in place, the last way that Clover remembered seeing it: Contemplating the cards on her hand. And there the cards were, still fanned out in her palm and ready to be picked. After a few minutes of being stuck in the strange frozen scene, Clover began to get annoyed. She began to look at her wristwatch repeatedly (which still said the same time, no matter how many times she looked), and jiggle her foot impatiently. She had tried in vain to get up off the stool and walk around, but she seemed to be stuck in place waiting for the scene to begin again. Finally, in boredom and a fit of rage, Clover angrily threw back her head and yelled at the ceiling, "Okay, you! Enough! Replace the batteries already and kick that bunny back into gear, would you?" The nerve of some people![/sblock] [/OOC]</blockquote>

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