Who: Eddie Loke and Alena Alkeinos
What: "MELANIE BROWN ROCKS AT AIR HOCKEY!"
Where: Eddie's house
When: Wednesday late afternoon around 5 pm
Rating: PG-13 for possible language?


She had gotten off of work early today seeing as the shop had been pretty slow, even for a Wednesday, and it was around four that her father had just told her to go home. This was perfectly fine with Alena seeing as today had been the day he chose to corner her and bitch her out just as she had been waiting for him to do. She knew it had been coming, but as Alena stood there in the office listening to Alvin, Sr. go on and on about how she needed to get her act together and start taking responsibility for herself she nearly lost it. All that had happened in the past few months, and his children's involvement in such, nearly came spilling out. Superpowers, teams, kidnappings, tortures, rescues, deaths - everything. Often able to rationalize what was going on around her, things lately had been taking their toll on the precognitive. It would have done no good even if she didn't keep herself together, that last thing she needed was her father thinking she was babbling about nonsensical things because of a manic phase. That sort of thing usually had unfavourable outcomes.

Her plan for the night had been to get off and grab Gabe before going to bed, but her father had so nicely asked (read: demanded) that she drop off some things by his house. He was to be going out of town at the end of next week for a convention and wanted to make sure that his tattooing machines were up to speed before such. Raising no complaints, even though she surely wanted to, she had begrudgingly dragged the three machines into her childhood home and up to what had once been her bedroom that now served as his study. The house was empty except for her mother cooking in the kitchen. Knowing that she would have later been further bitched out if she didn't at least say hello to her mother Alena slumped into the kitchen. Twenty minutes later and lots of nitpicking on Yvette's behald found the middle Alkeinos walking back out to her car in an even more pissed off mood with a tupperware container filled with stuffing. The fuck am I supposed to do with a goddamned shitfucking thing of stuffing? It's not fucking Thanksgiving! An idea suddenly snapped into her head as she looked down at the container her hands.

Getting into her car she set the stuffing in her passenger seat and started up her car. Pulling out of her parent's driveway she turned left, the opposite direction of where her own apartment lay. It didn't take long to drive to her destination and she was soon walking up that familiar sidewalk with the stuffing in front of her like she was presenting a Christmas hen. To Alena's knowledge Eddie had never locked a door a day in his life and as such she didn't bother to knock but simply made her way inside. "Eddie?" She called out as she took the container in one hand and bent down to take off her Doc Martens. The lining of her shoes was starting to tear and she feared it was about time to get some more. Dropping the shoes next to the door her mix matched socks would find their way furhter into his house as she peered around a corner into the kitchen to find it empty. "Want some stuffing?" Yelling again she turned around to make her way towards the door to the basement peering down to see if that's where he was. "Cause I freakin' have some." Years of experience had brought Alena to the conclusion that it was much easier to get some of that patented Eddie Loke fortune cookie advice when he was well fed.