Who: Anna Latham and Peter Maximoff What: Delivery When: Afternoon Where: Anna's Warnings: Peter has no filter, fair warning. Status: closed, in progress
Anna had placed an order for new cello parts - she had some repairs to do on her poor instrument who had taken a bit of a beating when she'd been out of control. She had been avoiding going into town unless she had to, so having FedEx delivery was a lot easier on her. She was better, much better, but she was still a little lost on the whole thing.
Her mate bond still stung with loss, and now she understood how Asil felt all these years. She worried about him. and wished that he was here with her. Then again, she did not, he would not do well in a place like this. She sighed a bit and carried her sandwich and tea out onto the small font porch. She sat at her small table and started to eat while she waited.
She gave off a lot of peace, so once he came within thirty feet of her, he'd feel it. A sense of peace and calm that may not have been there before. Even if he wasn't stressed or anything it was noticeable and not natural. She didn't apologize for it, even as she heard and smelled him coming. "Thank you for bring those out here." she said even as he arrived only moments after her nose picked up his scent, he was fast and she was amused.