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hadriel_logs2017-11-15 11:31 pm
jettisons) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-11-15 11:31 pm
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Who: Raven Reyes and Bellamy Blake!
What: Settling in and being sad, probably.
Where: House 1202
When: 11/15!
Warnings: None yet!
[Bellamy's been making less of an attempt to settle in and more of an attempt to focus on taking care of Raven. It's an easy thing to throw himself into, running around the city trying to find parts for her new crutches and brace, and stocking up on supplies. As usual, there's far too much on his mind, but he's decided to consider it luck that none of their other friends are here. That means they're home safe, and it means there's no chance that any of them will get caught up in whatever the hell is going on here.
Still, that doesn't mean there aren't a million other things to think about. Like Raven's injury, or the fact that he knows she's going insane cooped up in the house. He doesn't know how to navigate this situation with the gods or the Null, and he's still trying to wrap his head around the fact that supplies and food are so readily available here, free for the taking. Today, he's brought back a backpack full of food that hasn't existed back home for a century, and a bottle of some sort of liquor that he hasn't been able to solidly identify. Rum, maybe. He's hoping the novelty of this haul will cheer Raven up, or at least distract her, so when he lets himself in he heads straight to her room, knocking on the doorframe gently.]
Hey. You hungry?
What: Settling in and being sad, probably.
Where: House 1202
When: 11/15!
Warnings: None yet!
[Bellamy's been making less of an attempt to settle in and more of an attempt to focus on taking care of Raven. It's an easy thing to throw himself into, running around the city trying to find parts for her new crutches and brace, and stocking up on supplies. As usual, there's far too much on his mind, but he's decided to consider it luck that none of their other friends are here. That means they're home safe, and it means there's no chance that any of them will get caught up in whatever the hell is going on here.
Still, that doesn't mean there aren't a million other things to think about. Like Raven's injury, or the fact that he knows she's going insane cooped up in the house. He doesn't know how to navigate this situation with the gods or the Null, and he's still trying to wrap his head around the fact that supplies and food are so readily available here, free for the taking. Today, he's brought back a backpack full of food that hasn't existed back home for a century, and a bottle of some sort of liquor that he hasn't been able to solidly identify. Rum, maybe. He's hoping the novelty of this haul will cheer Raven up, or at least distract her, so when he lets himself in he heads straight to her room, knocking on the doorframe gently.]
Hey. You hungry?