When: Present Day Where: District X With: Jon Kent @halfalienblood
Irene found that sitting on a bench, her guide dog resting at her feet, was one of the better ways to spend an afternoon. The slight breeze on her face, the ambient sound of footsteps, voices and birds, it was soothing as she sorted through many futures. There was something on the horizon but it was still utterly indistinguishable.
Somethings though, in the more immediate future, were a great deal more concrete. “You’ll wear a hole in the floor if you keep up pacing with such intensity. Why not save yourself a guilt trip, Young Man.” she said gently, lifted her head, not turning to look at Jon but she knew he’d be aware her words were meant for him.











