Repose

Who: Fen, Kratos, Nel
What: A conveniently timed repair
Where: (After)Life
When: "Soon"
Warnings/Rating: Doubtful

The sink's malfunction had required nothing more than a thought—at present, any water from the faucet would erupt upward, soaking wall and ceiling. Inside the pipe, a toy which a child had left behind was jammed at the perfect angle to cause the fountain effect that Nel found ridiculously entertaining.

At present, she was dressed in yellow and black, and she was reclining on one of the studio's many sofas. It was early in the day, and she'd messaged Fen indicating that he should arrive sooner rather than later. Not that she'd considered an explanation for why her exquisitely burly brother could not resolve the matter of the sink himself. Truthfully, she wouldn't allow Fen to fix her sink, even had there not been machination afoot, so it would require no true talent of acting on her part. Nel was as capable of fixing a sink as she was of repairing the motorcycle that was parked at the entrance to the studio.

She'd no sessions scheduled until the evening, and she was, at present, relaxing. Music played, and she was drinking beer from the bottle. She'd fed the evening before, and she was currently beginning to feel hunger, but not dreadfully so. She liked drawing out the sensation of want, and learning more about Rae's mysterious and Greek handyman seemed rather a wonderful way to pass the time.

The front door was, as it always was during business hours, unlocked—after all, Nel had nothing to fear from anyone at all.

[After returning to the Bus Stop, which is a ghost town, and receiving the card.]

Got the card. Thanks. No harm done.