Who:Mercy Thompson & Open What: Working out Where: Gym area When: Evening Rating:TBD
Mercy was tired of the weird shit going on. It was like living in the Tri Cities all over again. Things just happened and she had no idea why. Or what was behind it. And she had to stop herself from trying to help out when she had no idea if she could be useful. She had been biting her tongue for weeks - this place had enough help that she dind't need to stick her neck out every time something went bump in the night. Even if she wanted to. She was, however, enjoying the time she was able to spend with Adam. It was the longest she'd been with him in one place in a long time and she was happier than a clam. so she meandered down to the gym, not knowing exactly where Adam was, and went to work on the punching bag. She missed her nightly training at the dojo back home. She was missing Sam and the Marrok, too. They were so close yet so far away. She even missed Stefan. Marsilla, no, Stefan yes. Mercy let loose her frustrations upon the bag, wishing didn't fix anything.