Who: Elizabeth and Thor What: Meeting! When: Friday afternoon Where: Their flat
Elizabeth had spent quite a bit of her time at the hospital trying to help with all of the injured during the demon mess. Although she had not been formally trained in medicine, thanks to all of the reading she had done in her Tower and her own experiences during the war on Columbia, she did manage to make herself useful. Now that things seemed to be calming down a little on that front, she had chosen to only act as an as-needed volunteer at the hospital, and instead take a full-time job at the library. Books and quiet, she realized, were what she needed right then. Sometimes the screaming and the blood triggered flashbacks to the war and anxiety attacks. Elizabeth unfortunately had to step out one to many times so she could calm herself down. If she stayed in that environment too long she didn't want to risk making a mistake.
So returning home from a shift at the library, Elizabeth entered her flat to find a hammer. She was sure that hadn't been there when she had left. Confused, she set down her purse and keys and went over to the hammer. She tried to lift it, but it didn't budge. Strange.
Pulling out her cell phone as she walked to the kitchen for a soda, Elizabeth was going to post to the network a question about the new item in her apartment, when she almost ran into a very large blonde man. "Oh!" she stopped in her tracks, "I'm sorry I didn't...I...what are you doing in my flat?"