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Early Morning Jitters
@speakablyundone
Location: Prewett Estate
Date: June 24th, 1984
Time: Early Morning, Before the Final Meeting
Hestia Jones started walking as soon as she apparated into the entry room. She barely glanced at where she was going, eyes buried in the copies of the maps she’d taken home with her. If one looked closely, or knew her well-enough, they would notice behind her smartly coiffed hair and made up face were two tired, sunken eyes that hadn’t gotten much sleep.
The maps had hardly left her hands since she’d brought them into her flat. She’d never admit it, but she’d actually fallen asleep with them laid out next to her, having passed out from exhaustion some time between 2-3 in the morning.
But, she was certain she’d gone over every possibility, and she was working on being more certain that the teams would take it from here.
It would work, because there was no option otherwise.
Hestia was so busy reading through her maps on the way to the meeting room, that she bumped headlong into another Order member, spilling her maps onto the floor. She quickly crouched down to pick them up.
“Oh, Merlin, I’m sorry, I-”
Hestia suddenly felt a familiar tingle on the back of her neck that caused her to swallow the rest of her sentence. She peered up from the ground at who she’d bumped into. She managed to fix her face at least a little before addressing her, more tentatively than she’d meant to.
“Oh. H-hello, Lynch.”
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