[b][u]Writer's Block[/u][/b] [i]A small township in Illinois[/i] A writer sat on her bed, Asus tablet in hand, wondering what to type. Or who to reply to. Cannon wasn't replying in pms, so any alt timeline spin-off Finnarah was at a hault. Royal had no interest nor characters to reply to recent return of a favorite character. Bakon was probably as bored as she was. And the writer was stumped on what to do. She ran through a mental list of characters. Chase? No, he wandering the forests at the base of the Ollimund Mountains, waiting for literally anyone to help him start a village. Mason? It had been a while. No, that would mean him moping about his dead wife in a post. Mark? Nope. Stranded in a Desert. The chick with a name longer than the equator? Nope. Mia? Nah. Not right now. Maybe... just maybe... Kali? What would a silent Warlock who loves reading do? The thought took shape.[spoiler]Closed[/spoiler] [b][u]A Character Suffering From Writer's Block[/u][/b] [i]Dojo Library, 02:54[/i] Kalianna sat in the library, her Raven Sheath helmet rested on the table. Her soft, pale, periwinkle skin marked her as an Awoken. Her white blonde hair trickled over her face like a stream over rocks, obscuring her face and and violet eyes. She was staring down at a piece of paper, her head hovering over it, a pencil resting to her left. She heaved a sigh, leaning back, her head moving as her eyes rested in the ceiling. The strands of hair fell away from her face. She looked barely legal. Bags had gathered under her eyes. Her ghost, that was just as pale and blue as she was, appeared. The Ghost's female voice was loud compared to the silent library, "You can't think of anything, can you?" The Awoken responded. Her voice as soft as her hair. "No, Hygie," Kali replied. She had grown used to calling her Ghost this. It was much quicker than the long, inconvenient, [i]Hydrangea[/i]. "Well, you like plants, don't you? Write something about plants," Hydrangea suggested. "Yeah, you try coming up with a plot involving plants," Kali challenged, with some anger. "You've been at this for 12 hours, give it a rest, Kalianna. Get some sleep." [i]Sleep.[/i] The word rang through her head. [i]Sleep.[/i] "No," Kali replied, "Sleep is for the weak."[spoiler]Open[/spoiler]