Who: Emily Prentiss and OPEN What: Trying to get her new life together (so, shopping/job hunting) When: Saturday morning, early-ish Where: Main part of town Rating: Low Warnings: None that I'm currently aware of.
After spending an inordinate amount of time hiding out, Emily was ready to put her life back together. The run in with the laser-eyed puppy had really thrown her, and she'd been hiding in her apartment ever since, a virtual recluse. She'd emerged only to get more supplies, and even then, she'd preferred to order in rather than face the outside of this brave new world.
But there was only so much hiding she could do. She was Emily Prentiss, for heaven's sake. She kicked ass and took names. She didn't run and hide when things got hard - at least, not permanently. So today, she had decided the night before, was going to be the day when she ventured out again and looked for a job and some more "stuff" for her apartment.
"You would have been so much better here," she murmured to JJ. No, JJ wasn't there, and no, Emily wasn't hallucinating. But she was alone, very alone, and in an odd way it made her feel marginally better to talk to JJ, even just a phantom JJ. Just one of the shiny new character quirks she seemed to be acquiring here.
Emily showered, got dressed, and stood inside her apartment's front door, sucking in a steadying breath before opening the door and striding out. Fake it until you make it, Emily, she told herself. And laser eyed puppies be damned, she was going to talk to someone today - preferably someone normal.