Who: Notus, Khione What: 'Helping' to organize Astraios' apartment Where: ....Astraios' apartment When: Afternoon, January 14th
It wasn’t long at all after talking to Notus that Khione pulled out her phone and gave her uncle a call. She’d seen him at the picture day, but he’d been taking the pictures, and there had definitely been some tense looks and words and then her father had gone and broken the camera……she really hadn’t had time to talk to him. She wanted the chance to do it without worrying if her father was watching or disapproving.
As soon as Notus had given her the okay, she had left, cheerfully making her way toward her grandfather’s place. She was looking forward to seeing what he’d collected since being here. She had fond memories of a dim study filled with softly glinting instruments, towers of books taller than she was, paper strewn over the floor and over it all, black dust.
When she got to his building, she was hardly surprised to see it looked old and dignified, almost seeming to shush the voices of the mortals around her. She smiled to herself and let herself in, the front door propped open by a stack of unopened mail. She left the door considerately ajar once more after passing through and began to climb steps, glancing at each door until she found the one she wanted. Humming quietly to herself, Khione raised a hand and knocked quickly three times.