Nov. 5th, 2019 at 7:36 PM
I feel like we've both been so busy with all the rebuilding and other things going on and I'm missing our bonding time. Maybe we could do something, just the two of us?
Pegasus riding? The zoo? Go for a hike?
One thing I've enjoyed about my time in Atlantis - I've been able to solve problems, sometimes multiple ones per day. The thing about mechanics is that most things want to be fixed; they want to run smoothly and do the job they were made to do. I won't call it simple but it lacks the complexity that so many of us face back in Mystic Falls and New Orleans. It lacks the complexity that the COS brings us here.
It allows me to feel like I belong. It allows me the breadth of affection and good humor. But more than that, all of you allow it. So, I wanted to say thank you. If you're free tonight, let's get together. A simple dinner with no schemes, no motives, nothing about the COS or what's happening in our other lives. Let's just be together.
P.S. Thanks for dealing with me when I was high.
My team has been called on a mission, they don't think it should last more than a few days to a week.
Don't do anything crazy while I'm gone.
This is cold comfort; I miss Liv and I'm not at all happy she was sent back. We haven't had a loss in quite a while and I just wanted you to know if you need someone to talk to, I'll listen.
Especially you.
Perhaps it's best for Josie to stay inside until we figure out what sort of Klaus came to Atlantis.
I know better than to ask if you're okay since you're always okay. I just wanted to reach out because we know the danger of our world. It seems to follow hard on Klaus' heels and I don't want to pass judgment until we see how he behaves when he pipes up on the network. But I'd rather reach out than be silent.
I'm still growing vervain in the kitchen.
COS barged into HQ, attempting to send all of you back where you came from, and managed to get quite a few before you figured out what happened (Daisy, +1 for you) Vampires were (or are >]) set loose on your very streets and now you're running scared after dark, sure that they're going to exsanguinate you in one 711 Big Gulp ... fyi we don't believe in Styrofoam You haven't had a party in at least 12 hours