Who: Elle and Peter. Where: Streets of Mundus When: Late at Night Why: So they can talk. Open: Sure, but let them talk for a bit. Rating: Medium.
After her little meet and greet with her new roommates, Elle excused herself and went back to her room. She inspected everything, showered, and then climbed in bed. She was sure how long she slept, but her sleep was riddled with nightmares. She dreamt of him killing her repeatedly and when she woke up with a gasp for the third time Elle figured, she had enough of trying to sleep.
She dressed all in black, which was odd for her since Elle always had some splash of color. She made her way out of her room and out of the apartment. Probably wasn’t the wisest of ideas to come out at night, especially wounded, but Elle didn’t want to stay there anymore. She just needed to do something, anything to keep herself busy, so she decided to go for a walk.
As she made her way along the sidewalk she fidgeted with her bangs to keep the mark on her head covered. She should have told Adam she wanted to see him, perhaps she will in the morning. He could heal her and then she wouldn’t have an ache in her head or leg as she limped down the sidewalk.