| Missed Appointment |
[14 Apr 2009|11:42am] |
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It was half ten and Toby was sat on the steps of Kris' gym. It was a nice day, for a change, and he was a little early for their lesson but he hadn't thought it would be a problem, Kris was usually there and since the whole place was still being renovated he would have figured she would have been there too.
After about half an hour, and there was no sign of Kris. Toby started to worry. She was never late, not to anything. Ever. Not as far as he knew and not when business was concerned, anyway.
He pulled his phone out of the pocket of his jacket and knocked his heel against the step a couple down from the one he was sitting on. His thumb found Kris' number in his contact and he tapped it with a long finger, lifting the phone to his ear.
( No Answer )
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| Positive First Step |
[14 Apr 2009|08:44pm] |
Connor ended up going back to Rhiannon's in the taxi he called for her, then slept on her couch that night. In the morning, he lingered long enough to make sure the Slayer was okay by herself, then went to reclaim his bike from Jackson Park. The day was overcast, like his mood, and he decided to walk so he could do some thinking. Lots of things were going on for him right now, and he was trying to keep a handle on all of it. For the most part he felt like he was doing an okay job, although he supposed it was all relative. He was going to have to help Rhiannon with this mysterious guy, though. Getting her powers back seemed like cake compared to his issues.
He got back to the apartment and found it empty, so he showered and changed clothes, then ate the rest of the pizza that was in the fridge while reading. He should probably give Clemence a call, see when she was available for dinner. This was how he maintained his equilibrium when he wasn't hitting things, by keeping himself occupied. No matter what form that occupation took.
The bruise on her lower lip wasn't gone yet, but it was pretty close. This was the first time in five days Faith walked without a noticeable limp. She'd considered looking up Alec, since she remembered him saying something about being a doctor, but the truth was Faith wasn't as bad off following her encounter with Grace as she had been when the vampire stabbed her in the stomach. A couple nights of laying low, letting the body mend itself, seemed to do the trick.
Besides, Faith had more important things to worry about.
( Think what you want )
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