Pax Letale

It had been a few days since Honey recieved the photograph on her cellphone of a little girl and her husband kissing in public over a simple cup of coffee. After finding out the slut lives in her building she decides to get her point across.

Outside of Evan's door is a a gift box wrapped in aqua blue with a big, beautifully formed bow in pink and matching blue polka dots.

The tag reads, "I thought of this and knew you deserved it."

(will Evan open?)

Hello everyone. It looks like Zara did a fine job introducing me, so I'll spare you all the small talk. My name is Navid Arzani. I'll be in D1 when I'm not at work, and I'm looking forward to meeting my new neighbors as time permits. I run a few growing civil and religious rights advocacy organizations, most notably an interfaith education/tolerance program. You'll probably get tired of seeing announcements about our events, but you can ignore those easily enough. For those who don't ignore them, we can always use volunteers. Send me a message whenever you're interested, and we'll find something for you to do.

[Locked to 705]

How are you faring, Brighid? I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier I was going to be your neighbor. Things have been a bit hectic since Zara and I decided to make the move. You'll have to come up and visit when you have a spare moment.

[Locked to T1]

What's this I hear about a dinner party? Let me know what we should bring. I hate showing up somewhere empty handed.

[Locked to P3]

It's been a while. I was sorry to hear about your father's passing. I'd like to stop by when you're available; we have a lot of catching up to do, it seems.

[ After a few stops and starts and plenty of accidentally entirely deleted attempts, Evan figures that inquiring about a supposed coffee meeting couldn't hurt. ]

Hi there, it's Evan from 106? I thought I'd take you up on that coffee adventure I allegedly invited you to. If you're not too busy?