Who: Eden & Cathair
Where: Cathair's cottage
When: Early morning

( What's new, pussycat? )

Who: Cath and Eden
Where: Uniform-1
When: Late morning

He had no idea how he was going to begin to explain this to Eden. It was madness, but it was the only conclusion that could really be drawn given the circumstances. Especially since he wanted more than anything to be wrong. God please let him and Jamie have gone utterly mad.

Cathair let himself into Uniform-1. He didn't see any sign of Eden, but she'd shut herself in her closet as he'd left. Perhaps she was still there.

( Bearer of bad news )

Who: Cathair and Eden
Where: Uniform - 1
When: Sunset
Warning: NSFW

Cathair was mindful to be to Eden's cottage before the sun went down. Besides not wanting to deal with the bloody wargs if they returned with only a cobbled together slingshot and a few kitchen knives as weapons, there was always the possibility they'd take her again as soon as night fell. Not that he expected to be able to stop it from happening again. But he'd try.

( Let it never be said he wasn't a proper guest. )

WHO: Cathair and Eden
WHEN: Morning
WHERE: The Gym in town

To say Cathair was getting restless was an understatement. Two nights in a row of drinking hadn't made things any better, although today at least, his groin didn't hurt. Reading was no good, he'd already read all the books he had, and his mind was far too busy to concentrate on reading. Praying hadn't help much either.

So he was down to beating out the stress. Luckily, there was a small gym in town. He didn't need much, just a heavy bag and a few hours. He was dressed simply in a black sleeveless tee shirt that's screen printed design had long faded to a collection of dots and a plain gray pair of sweats with his usual heavy boots, his hair clubbed back and his hands wrapped up with athletic tape he'd nicked from the druggist's shop. After warming up, he started taking out his frustrations on the heavy bag.

His fighting style was nearly pure boxing, with the occasional knee shot or cross jab with an elbow. Effective and brutal. This was what he needed, to work up a good sweat and off some of the nervous energy that was building. They were waiting for the axe to fall and it had set his combat nerves to nonstop twitching. This would hopefully keep him from making another mistake like he had with Eden.

WHO: Eden & Open
WHERE: Out on the 'streets'
WHEN: Late afternoonish

( There were a lot of things that could make that taste in her mouth... )