Meeting of old friends
Who: Mona Lisa, Raphael
Where: Horton apartment building, #405
When: Shortly after this talk Here
Rating: PG?
Summary: Many years is a long time to not see somebody, even harder when they don't seem to know you.
the log:
He set down his communicator thing, after agreeing to let her see him. He wasn't sure why, but for some reason he felt compelled to let her see him.
Once he actually got a chance to sit, and try and wrap his mind around everything he was told and read, he had read back over his first journal entry, especially at what Mona Lisa had said about how they supposedly met, and even her back ground story. Why would she lie?
He stepped out of his own apartment, and shut the door, walking down the darkish hallway, the apartment he had wasn't that bad, if you didn't mind the cob webs, and the dust, a place like this, and the way the buildings looked, he couldn't complain, especially considering he normally lives in a sewer.
Plus with monsters aparently running loose in the city, there were worst things out there to worry about then dust bunnies, and spiders. He eventually found the apartment number, and eyed the door moment, trying to steel himself for what he might see on the otherside. He took a breath, before he knocked on the door, and waited for it to open, or to be invited in. He hoped this would go better then their initial meeting on his journal.
Where: Horton apartment building, #405
When: Shortly after this talk Here
Rating: PG?
Summary: Many years is a long time to not see somebody, even harder when they don't seem to know you.
the log:
He set down his communicator thing, after agreeing to let her see him. He wasn't sure why, but for some reason he felt compelled to let her see him.
Once he actually got a chance to sit, and try and wrap his mind around everything he was told and read, he had read back over his first journal entry, especially at what Mona Lisa had said about how they supposedly met, and even her back ground story. Why would she lie?
He stepped out of his own apartment, and shut the door, walking down the darkish hallway, the apartment he had wasn't that bad, if you didn't mind the cob webs, and the dust, a place like this, and the way the buildings looked, he couldn't complain, especially considering he normally lives in a sewer.
Plus with monsters aparently running loose in the city, there were worst things out there to worry about then dust bunnies, and spiders. He eventually found the apartment number, and eyed the door moment, trying to steel himself for what he might see on the otherside. He took a breath, before he knocked on the door, and waited for it to open, or to be invited in. He hoped this would go better then their initial meeting on his journal.