#pandoraalcmene

[reggiecatastrophic]

Location: Pandora’s Apartment

Date: Midafternoon, June 28, 1984

Starter: @pandoraalcmene

Reggie knocked on the door, carefully balancing a stack of two takeout containers on the other. Why certain venders refused to give out bags was beyond him. He waited patiently for a few moments before raising his fist to knock again. He paused as it swung open. He watched as Pandora ushered out the client she’d had over and felt a stab of regret that he’d interrupted a session.

“Sorry to barge in,” he told her as he headed to the table where she still had papers spread out. He put the containers on the edge where they hopefully weren’t in her way. “Food, yes? It’s like 2:00, yes?” Even though he was calling her out for missing lunch--for making the plans herself and then ghosting him--Reggie said it fondly. Pandora’s brain was something he wouldn’t even pretend to understand. He didn’t fault her for it.

[ofemmevance]

Location: Prewett Estate Infirmary Date: June 24th, 1984, During a quiet moment @pandoraalcmene​

Hestia had gone back to the maps and she wasn’t sure where Evan had disappeared to, but she figured he was probably grabbing something from somewhere, or perhaps checking the maps. It was nice to have some quiet, even if it was just for a few minutes, before everything went to chaos again. She was working on making more burn salve, while also making sure that they had enough dittany to heal anything that came to them, and making sure that they had blood replenishing potions. Explosions, fiendfyre, and attacks. There was going to be a lot of blood loss. 

She was trying not to worry, which was difficult for her. She knew that she wouldn’t relax until her people came back to her. All she could do was focus on the task at hand, which was final preparations. Once people started coming back she knew that there wouldn’t be much time to resupply or deal with things. 

Emme made her way towards the cupboards again, wondering if she should move some things around for easier access. But she also didn’t want to mess with Evan’s organization and cost precious time. She glanced up when she noticed a figure in the doorway and spotted Pandora standing there. “Hi,” she greeted her, trying to smile, but it fell short. “Do you need something? Are you hurt?” Emme didn’t really know Pandora, but she had always seemed nice.