If you were to ask her, and actually managed to get an answer, Cara hadn't had the best of weekends. But it on the whole it had left her feeling not, good exactly, or even better, but steadier. More comfortable in her skin than she'd been in longer than she cared to admit. She'd even managed to get several hours of solid sleep without working herself into exhaustion first a whole two nights in a row.

Which since she'd gotten used to that constant state of tiredness, now left her with energy to burn off. Hence the fact that after finishing her daily exercises, she'd spent the last hour rearranging the furniture, then moving it back again just so she'd have something to do.

[ooc: door closed, post open]

Like usual, Cara had avoided the picnic. Instead she went running in the preserve until she was almost too tired to lift her feet enough to climb the stairs back up to her room.

Unlike usual, she locked the door behind her before she pulled off her boots and gloves, and started unlacing her leathers. It was hardly a secure barricade, but at least it would prevent a repeat of any unwelcome surprises.

[ooc: for two.]

After her unpleasant surprise yesterday, Cara had not been particularly shocked to find the journey book on her doorstep this morning, or when the message telling her to come here had appeared in it earlier that evening.

She looked over the building as she approached, for all its apparent decrepitude the walls were solid and looked thick enough to muffle most sounds. As blatantly obvious traps went, a blind man could see this one coming, yet here she was, walking into it with her eyes wide open.

She paused in the doorway, hand on an agiel, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. "What do you want, Rahl?"

[ooc: for two. Where she is, and who's she's meeting okay for broadcast, the rest not so much.]

Despite how long she'd been pacing Cara hadn't quite yet managed to wear a hole in her floor, but that was largely due to the fact the carpet was very durable.

She forced herself not to open the door every time her circuit of the room took her near. With no real way to communicate between here and the Midlands, she was only going to know if Richard or Kahlan was coming was when they did or didn't arrive.

Besides, it wasn't like she had any reason to expect them to come again, given showing up last time had been more than she deserved.

[ooc: open]

"It's not that I'm unhappy or ungrateful they came, even if I wasn't expecting them."

Cara was not avoiding either of her guests.

"Or that they walked in on us, we'd barely even gotten started."

Because that would imply there was a problem with Richard or Kahlan being here.

"...rum is not the solution to all of life's problems."

People sneaked out of their rooms to find a random squirrel to talk at about things which most definitely weren't problems with all the time. Right?

[For the one with the most epic hair on the island.]

Cara had decided to give the picnic a miss. She didn't like crowds and mingling at the best of times, and given she didn't have anyone coming to visit her, going to this particular one was a slap in the face she could avoid

Besides she had much, much better things to be doing with her time. One of which was in the room with her.

[For ze boy and then...]