You want to change?

[Libby's comm catches a few shots of the ceiling as she clutches it in mild panic, utters a rather masculine yelp and tumbles from her infirmary bed.]

Ow! I'm really going to feel that later...

[She turns her comm towards her, to film, when she notices that it's on. Might as well, right? She just would have made an entry later. And right now...she looks like Hurley, and she's rubbing the hip she landed on. She already knows who she's become--she doesn't need a mirror, it's fairly obvious by itself. So she's smiling.]

Mozenrath? This is Libby. I need to know whether or not you've been affected, so get back to me, okay? Also: Martha, Morgan, Billy, West...if you remember anything, Ruby, Sam, Jack, Desmond--how are you guys faring?

[She prods at her stomach quickly, feeling for the area where her her abdomen should still be healing, and then turns to reassure the doctor closest to her, whoever that is.]

I'm fine, the wounds are gone! Just banged my hip.


[OOC: The Jack she's talking to is Jack Shephard, and she thinks that should be obvious. Ditto to Sam Tyler.]

I hate to do this so soon...I hadn't planned for this to happen yet, but the truth is simply that I can't bear to wait anymore.

I'm going back to my world--at least, I think that's where I'm headed. I don't know why, or how, but something is telling me that there's someplace I could have been all this time, and I've just been too stubborn to accept it. I think that someone might be waiting on me. I don't know if that means I'm getting a second chance at life, or...well, whatever else it could possibly signify. I'm sure of very little right now, except the near-certainty that I'll be seeing Hugo again. That's why I can't wait around anymore.

I don't know how long I'll be there, and how long that will equate to here. Despite this, I can promise you that I will be back. I've made connections here that I'd never want to lose, and I promised a few people I'd stay on for awhile longer.

All of my close friends--you know who you are--and maybe a few others will receive letters from me, if I can find a way to send them.

Ruby, I'll help you more when I return. I'm so sorry, but I stalled this for as long as I could.

I'll be gone by morning. Until then, I'm here to talk. I don't want to leave without saying goodbye.