Who: Adam and Jordan
When: Mid-morning
Where: The farm where Adam lives.
What: A second meeting for a djinni and elemental.

Adam heard about the search parties and the missing girls, but he put all of that business out of his mind. Though he knew his family was involved, he had only gone to talk about it with Constance. Adam remained firm in his decision to stay out of their affairs. He was watching over his farm, which was the main focus of his new life. The farm itself wasn’t huge by any standards, but it was of a well size. He planted a number of cold weather crops in hopes they would grow well for the season. Spring was just around the corner, but it had not yet arrived on their doorstep.

Today, he was outside checking the seedlings as they sprouted higher from the soil. Lettuce, cauliflower, potatoes, garlic, broccoli, and cabbage were among some of the types of plants in his fields. Living away from the city had its advantages. He could walk outside like this and roam over a large tract of land without seeing another living being like himself, only the plants and trees that whispered and talked to him. Some were still in hibernation, sleeping away the cold season. Others were awake and rather chipper or sleepy. As an earth elemental, he could hear their voices and communicate with them. It was one of the perks that made farming a good lifestyle choice for him.

However, the welcoming quiet of the farm didn’t mean he would spend today alone. People did venture this way on occasion, especially if the town life became overwhelming for them. His farm was close to one of the roads, and spotting him in the field would be easy for even the untrained eye.

Who: Jordan - open
What: Taking a walk at night
When: Very late at night
Where: Out on the road

The djinn was in a restless mood. It was far too cold, and she hated the cold. Thankfully she could warm herself up. She couldn't just sit at home though, she wanted to walk. It had started pacing back and forth her place, but eventually she just left. Now she was walking out on the road, with her arms crossed in front of herself and trying to figure out why she was so restless. She couldn't sleep, she couldn't dream, none of it. Everything seemed to have her on edge lately. She was feeling isolated, and though she only brought it upon herself, she felt lonely. Honestly she had no idea how to get around that though because she was so not a people person, and not being lonely meant being decent to people. Go figure.

So she walked, and kept her arms wrapped around herself, exhaling a large breath, so cold that she could see it in front of her.

Who: Jordan Bennet - Open
What: Having a drink
Where: The bar
When: Evening

( Dare to sit down next to her? )

Who: Jordan - Open
When: Afternoon
Where: The Arts and Trade Enclave
What: Getting in out of the rain

( i can't stand the rain 'gainst my window )

Who: Jordan - open
When: Evening
Where: The cafe
What: Grabbing a bite to eat

The day had been slow but steady, and by the end Jordan was feeling more tired than she was letting on. It was saying something since she rarely felt tired at all. It wasn't like there had really been a rush of new people to bury, or the dead come knocking on her door. She couldn't quite explain what had caused this new wave of tiredness, but she hoped it would be ending sooner rather than later. In any case, it had caused her to actually wrap up things early and head home sooner than she would have normally.

After she had shut everything down, Jordan headed for home. About half way there though, she realized how hungry she was. And for the first time in a long time, she didn't feel like just finding whatever was around to eat. Normally she loathed going to places that had actual people in them. Too many people around her bugged her. But the prospect of going home and sitting alone in her house and having to cook was something that was even less appealing.

Finally giving in, she stopped at the cafe to grab a bite to eat. She was more than a bit anal when it came to certain things, eating was one of them. By the time she gathered her food and sat down at one of the empty tables, she had rearranged her food so that everything was perfectly neat and straight. Her silverware was as straight as she could possibly get it, and everything she ate was possibly in alphabetical order. But that was besides the point. There were some other people around, none that she knew or cared to know. Though there might not be too many other places to sit, except for the empty chairs at her table.

But it wasn't like she'd bite someone's head off if they asked to sit with her. Right?