October Daye (copperandgrass) wrote in valloic, @ 2020-08-03 21:40:00 |
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October didn't know what to expect. It was Tybalt. He always both irked her and made her feel comforted at the same time. These days, it was more the second, though both still applied. Right now though, she needed him. Needed the comfort of a familiar face, even if she hadn't seen him in quite a while.
Thank Oberon she still had the leather jacket. She'd been wearing it when all of it happened. All it would have done is pissed her off even more than the blatant kidnapping did. Though she'd gone through and read all of Tybalt's threats and responses. He was even more angry than she was. The King of Cats wasn't someone you wanted to piss off, even if he didn't exactly have authority here. He was a fierce adversary.
Though she pissed him off frequently and he didn't seem to mind too much. She walked around the front of her empty apartment. The 'guest' rooms taunted her. She was used to living with a circus of people. The days of solo Toby, in her home at least, had long since passed. No Quentin, no May, no Jazz. Raj was over there so much that he practically lived there anyway. Root and Branch, she already missed them. It was much too quiet.
At least she had Tybalt though. Tybalt was predictable that way, always showing up when she needed him. Erase that thought, she said out loud and sat on the arm of the couch, crossing her arms. She didn't need to think about that right now.
She was in her usual fare, the jacket, jeans, and a white tank top that was miraculously free of blood. She hadn't actually been hurt in a while, at least.