Morningstar Manor

The Mocha was strangely quiet, but to Cleo it was better than the absolute silence of the apartment. Jazz was at the hospital, Cleo wasn't sure if she'd even come home, they'd sent some texts, but, Cleo was worried. She'd tried calling Olly, but he was out, or just not answering his phone. Sometimes she knew he mislaid it. Idly she stirred the iced latte in front of her, for some reason she'd bought it, but she wasn't interested in drinking it now.

With a sigh she leaned back, wondering if there was anything she could do that would help anyone after last night. She wasn't sure anything would help, but, she felt so, so ineffectual just sitting there. With a groan she leaned forward, resting her head on her arms. She hoped Tom was all right, along with the other badly injured people, but she was still kind of in shock after it, even though she'd been trying to help where she could along with Emma. She still wasn't sure exactly what had happened to start it off, but, what she did know was that it had been very very bad.

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It was three in the morning where Eli was. He couldn't sleep and just wanted to talk to Bea. The last package he'd gotten from her had included a better webcam and a microphone so he could talk to her. With the new accouterments tucked into his pockets, he traveled swiftly and stealthily to his work.

His key got him in the doors, and he carried the rest of his gear to not make noise. All the lights stayed off until he got to the office area, where he flipped on one light and started a computer. He plugged everything in, sat down and signed on. Her name was light up hen he logged on and he smiled.

oohhh baby what a sight for sore eyes...

It had been a horrifying weekend, full of details for her job but more than that, full of sadness for those who'd been hurt...or worse. Now Elspeth, tired and ready to crash, stirred a pot of chicken soup and rubbed at weary eyes.

"Do you want some toast with this?" She asked Niles. "I have some Italian bread in the drawer."