Thread: Threnody and Open Who: Melody Jacobs and Open When: January 8, 2008 Where: Manhattan What: Melody’s convinced that the Lair needs a spirit cleansing and heads into the City for some new age supplies she needs to do it. Which, of course, since things are still slightly crazy, results in her having to break into the store she goes to.
The Lair was one big death hunter’s paradise, which was nice, but it made Melody a little bit crazy. Especially since she already had to work to keep all of the dead people from talking to her. So she’d decided to take a trip into the City, hoping that the woman she’d gone to for occult supplies in the past had either opened up shop again or had abandoned her store… and that it hadn’t been looted yet. Actually, Melody was distinctly hoping for the latter considering that she didn’t have a lot of money.
Chloe Song had owned Aphrodite on the West Side long before Melody had moved to Manhattan. And Melody had been shopping at her store within a week of moving into a small, run-down studio apartment. They weren’t friends exactly and Chloe most definitely wasn’t a mutant, but they had brief conversations whenever Melody stopped by.
So she was a little sad to see the store locked up and dark. Chloe obviously hadn’t come back to work so anything could have happened to her. But now Melody was more concerned with how she was going to get into the store to pick up the things she needed to give the Lair a good, thorough spirit cleansing.
Trying to jangle the door, on the off chance that someone else had already broken it, Melody found it locked tight and sighed. Fine. Then she was going to have to break the glass and hope that a cop or someone didn’t decide to arrest her. Then again, any sort of law enforcement was likely to be mutant-run and, Melody guessed, they’d be more lenient toward another mutant. She couldn’t deny that that was nice.
Shrugging off her jacket, she wrapped the sleeve around her hand and punched a hole in the glass door right beneath the lock, clearing out the jagged edges as best she could before sticking her hand through to reach through and up to flip the lock. Easy enough.