welcome to storybrooke ❧ threads and logs

Who: Kimberly and Joan watson
What: Out for coffee
When: soon after this
Where: The Cafe
Warnings: TBD

Kimberly signed off the messenger and grabbed her coat and bag, her morpher in one of the side pockets. She'd yet to see any reason to use it since arriving (a relief to be honest), but she didn't want to need it and not have it, especially when it was just her.

She really had no intention at first of having coffee with the woman, but the invitation didn't seem a bluff and frankly, the more people she knew in this place the better she'd feel. Being alone in a strange world always unnerved her, getting to know the locals (or not locals) usually helped in that regard. Plus, the woman-from what she'd read-seemed to have a no nonsense manner about her, as well an edge-hopefully talking to her would lead to some inward stability.

Also, maybe being away from Zordon or mom had her seeking a mentor figure.

Either way, it was only a ten minute walk from the Apartment towers to the cafe. Something hot in this weather was definitely looking like a good idea.

Who: Jewels' characters
What: Mistletoe shenanigans
Where: Around town etc
When: Whenever
Rating: TBD

( Happy Holidays )

Who: Sherlock and Joan
Where: Their Room
When: September 14 (or 15th based on time zone), very late
What: Sherlock doesn't care nope, except he does.
RATING: Low
STATUS: Incomplete, ongoing

Sherlock checked his message when Joan messaged back. His brow furrowed a little because it didn't take much to know who was gone. The other Sherlock and Watson. He knew she was attached to them, and they they were her friends or something like it. Also because it was Watson? Sherlock could put aside his things and go spend time with her. He stopped off and got a bottle of wine, good wine mind you, and headed home.

He walked right inside the door and glanced around before grabbing two glasses and wordlessly helping himself to her space. He poured them each a glass of wine and handed her one. Issuing what looked like a tiny smile, but forced because he didn't know how she was feeling just yet. Most people would try the awkward hug and luckily for Joan? That was not Watson, unless she initiated it anyway.

"I'm sorry."