Racing to find a place for my soul ... Or at least a place that's less familiar

Phoebe had decided that she wanted to be outside for awhile this morning. She had a workshop to put together for Thursday and she was also a little restless about being cooped up. Her shoulder was really bothering her, but as promised, she had taken a pain pill when the pain got really bad. Okay, she had taken half a pill. Let's not talk semantics, shall we?

It was nice out so far and not too hot as of yet.

Thus, she was under the tree with her notebook, in theory writing up her workshop for Thursday.

Of course, that looked remarkably like staring off into space.



[[OOC: So completely open like an open thing with no doors.]]

After the walk through the park which ended up with her getting hit in the face and the stomach because something had River terrified and worried about Pippi, Phoebe bowed out of going to the clinic and instead returned to her dorm room. She was really glad that Cole was out with Seely because it meant she could check out the damage ahead of time and think up a plausible excuse as to why she was bruised and such.

She locked the dorm room and went to the bathroom and turned on the light. When she saw her reflection, she had to gasp.

"I look like hell."

That was followed by, "Cole is going to lose his shit when he sees me."

Phoebe cleaned up the blood from where her lip had been split and then sighed, wincing slightly as her stomach tensed in pain. Yeah, there were bruises on her stomach from one of River's fists. And her face... gah... that was going to be quite the impressive black eye.

She'd figure out what to tell Cole later. She was more worried about what had upset River so much since she had felt all of her fear and her worry and her confusion. Phoebe cleaned her face carefully, and then went to the freezer to see if they had anything to put on her eye.

She moved through the suite turning off every light before going into their bedroom to lay down for a little while.