by Katarina Karkov » Tue Jul 20, 2021 8:03 pm
Katarina had spent a few days cooped up in her room, as one might expect from a rather traumatic experience. But, there's only so long once can stare at the internet, constantly refreshing for more news on the Symkarian situation. And "unrest in the Balkans" isn't exactly headlining most newscasts, anyway.
And so, she carefully walked into the dining room, still wearing her half-Latverian mask to protect her damaged face. In her mind, everyone was looking at her. They must have all been reading the news, which had her picture on it. And even if not, Doctor Doom landing in the middle of the quad would create at least a few rumors certainly. It was, perhaps, a bit self-centered to think the world revolved around her, but that was how she felt as she slowly walked through the line.
((open))