#chris001

[rothane]

@christopheriisms​ setting: calliope, morning after the storm.

For now, Rowan has chosen not to say anything about the position Chris and Reina had been caught in only moments earlier. But even if she pretends not to notice the few seconds they had been huddled together in the freezer (or at least, the few seconds she had seen --- who knows how long they’d been in that position before) there is no denying the sight of Reina in a shirt that quite clearly belongs to Chris. However, any chance to tease her sister (though she isn’t sure she’d take said chance anyway) is taken away when Reina dashes outside with Andy to check her car, leaving her alone with Chris. The dining room is a mess, to say the very least. Glass all over the floor from where the windows had shattered, tables overturned with legs broken off. “I guess you’ll be busy the next little bit,” she comments, gesturing to the mess. Really she’s got no idea how long fixing this will take, Andy’s always been the handyman around the house and all she really does is change the lightbulbs every now and then. 

[scthcartcr]

@christopheriisms

As a native to Olympus, Seth knew just about everyone. Chris was certainly one of them that he knew, although he was a few years older than him. However, being that neither of them really ever left town, he knew enough. Now, he comes walking into the man’s hardware store, looking for some new shutters to install for the next storm, knowing that there will inevitably be another one. It’s just a matter of when and the Clubhouse and his own home needed some additional protections. Looking through the aisles for a moment before just approaching the counter, he crosses his arms over his chest to speak to the man. “You run outta new storm shutters already this week or you still got ‘em?” he asks, knowing that there’s bound to be people like him looking to replace old and broken shutters following the big storm.