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Characters: Dumbledore and Kankri
Type: log
Open or Closed: Closed
Summary: Kankri wakes up in the hospital wing after his inconvenient discorporation to find the headmaster waiting for him to wake up.
The first thing that Kankri noticed was that he felt inexplicably lighter. The second thing that he noticed was that he felt inexplicably cold. He opened his eyes and found himself, yes, in the hospital wing. He didn't remember being there. He didn't remember much of anything, really, everything was foggy and floated just out of grasp.
He went stiff when he lifted a hand to run it through his hair, and saw...well, saw right through it. His hand was silvery blue and transparent. His. Hand. Was. Transparent.
Immediately, he sat bolt upright, a sickly cold feeling of panic settling in his gut. What was going on?
Type: log
Open or Closed: Closed
Summary: Kankri wakes up in the hospital wing after his inconvenient discorporation to find the headmaster waiting for him to wake up.
The first thing that Kankri noticed was that he felt inexplicably lighter. The second thing that he noticed was that he felt inexplicably cold. He opened his eyes and found himself, yes, in the hospital wing. He didn't remember being there. He didn't remember much of anything, really, everything was foggy and floated just out of grasp.
He went stiff when he lifted a hand to run it through his hair, and saw...well, saw right through it. His hand was silvery blue and transparent. His. Hand. Was. Transparent.
Immediately, he sat bolt upright, a sickly cold feeling of panic settling in his gut. What was going on?
