Snippet #2004761

"Please try and take it easier, if I keep carrying you like this people are gonna start getting the wrong idea."

Those words seem to echo in her mind. She feels nauseous; the terrible urge to vomit is steadily rising. With a wan smile and a small word of thanks, she focuses on synchronizing her life energy with Lucas's. For a split second, both of them are linked in an inexplicable bond, and in that moment, a small amount of life energy transfers over the bridge between beings. As he carries her towards the dorms, Lacey smiles contently and snuggles herself up closer to him, wondering what kind of reaction it would make, how Lucas the calm would react to such a move. Of course, Lacey obviously doesn't feel any special kind of emotion towards him, other than friendship and reliance on both his entertaining arguments and his life energy always available.

"But I like being carried, Lucas!" Lacey purrs softly, silkily, but somehow still managing to make her voice sound thin and washed out. "You... and you like carrying, right?"

Mika. Mika. Lacey wonders who she is. She peers up at Lucas with a pondering face. She sees the room ahead of her, not too far ahead. Room 101.

"Do you know a Mika... Mika something? My roommate?"