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[B]Tagress Hospital: Recovery Ward[/B]

"Fuaah..." Lisette breathed, curled up on her side in her blanket and sleeping peacefully. Her blonde hair was untied and neatly splayed out across the pillow behind her.

Since being brought in three days ago, Lisette had spent much of her recovery time fast asleep. Aside from muliple nicks, cuts, and bruises, the girl had been lucky enough to come out of the incident without any lasting injuries. Yet, it appeared as though she had gone beyond her limitations in regards to channeling magical energy; simply put, she had overexerted herself. As naturally talented as she may be, she needed much more practice in carefully controlling her magic.

Kapi sat at the foot of her bed, feeling a wee bit bored and trapped, unable to hop down to the ground. He nudged Lisette on occasion, but she slept like a rock, turning onto her other side whenever he tried to get her to play with him.

Finally, she began to stir, and blinked her eyes tiredly. "G'morning Kapi..." she yawned. "Um, what time is it?" she asked him, sitting up and hugging her knees. Kapi squeaked happily in response, pawing at her foot.

Lisette turned her head toward the window, squinting at the sunlight filtering in through the curtains. She had woken up a few times to eat and drink water, but now was the first time it fully occurred to her that the storm had stopped, and they were all safe. 

She smiled.

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Selan's heels clicked on the hallway floor, stopping once she came across a familiar pair.

"Where are you two going?" Selan said, raising an eyebrow at Moira's bandages. She had just come out of Don's room, completely unsurprised to find an empty bed with the sheets scattered about.

Selan was allowed to be released from hospital care early, although she had stuck around to check on everyone else's conditions. There was nary a scratch on her, save for her shoulder and the bandages wrapped around her neck, covering very large and very ugly-looking indigo bruises -- a thankfully-temporary reminder of her encounter with Drusilla. For once, she preferred not to think of it as being Don's fault.

Not that she had gotten a chance to tell him that.

Seeing Moira and Syed up and about was a good sign, at least. Truth be told, she was worried at first about some of the others' more severe injuries, but it seemed like they were all going to be okay.