Who: Alex and Drake (so, transformed Teddy)
Where: Alex and Teddy's home
When: Night time (all the way to dawn woo)
Earlier in the evening Teddy had given warning that Drake would be making a visit later. As always there was no way of knowing when, exactly, but after dinner Alex had excused herself and stepped into her bedroom, ostensibly to 'tidy up', before the little guy showed up. In truth she had been meaning to write down an account of recent events to be kept safe and then relayed to the Diaspora as soon as opportunity presented itself. Whatever she thought of them, Haven and her own situation in particular, Alex still hadn't made a decision regarding whether or not to cut ties. She didn't think she
could make that decision, at least not any time soon. So, things progressed as usual.
Once she was done and all security measures had been taken care of Alex realized she was a little peckish and more than a little in the mood for a nice cup of tea. Hearing the television in the living room, however, she diverted her path mere inches to move closer to the couch and look in its direction - only to be greeted not by no one at all or Teddy, but by Drake. Or, more affectionately called, 'lil' dragon'.
"Heeey. I was wondering when you'd show up." She said softly, smiling as her path diverted again toward the kitchen area. It occurred to her that in mere months - perhaps less - she wouldn't be able to walk out her room to find her beloved lizardy beast lounging around in front of the television. Or in his nest, if he felt like it. Either way, this would not happen for long.
Immediately Alex focused on connecting her mind with Drake's, something she had done so many times before that it was now instantaneous. Once she felt him there, in a little pocket within her mind, she attempted to gauge whether he would like a snack, and if so what kind. Meanwhile, the kettle was on and she retrieved a mug from the cupboard.