( MANDALUS ) || ❝ i stood at a distance to feel who you are, hiding myself in your eyes. ❞
[ Things continue on as they always have in the Sanctuary. Treating abnormals, helping them adjust to their new home. Keeping them safe, handling the ruffians out in the greater world. Not to mention the occasional drama caused by her team. Not that Helen would change it for the world. It is what makes it home. People are what make it a home, not just the building.
Though there are times the Sanctuary is actually quiet. In the early night, when most of the residents are going to bed - save the nocturnal ones and the insomniacs. After securing the premises, Helen moves up to her office with a book in hand. She sets her wine glass down on a small table beside her, curls her legs up under her, and starts to read.
They do call it the calm before the storm. ]
Though there are times the Sanctuary is actually quiet. In the early night, when most of the residents are going to bed - save the nocturnal ones and the insomniacs. After securing the premises, Helen moves up to her office with a book in hand. She sets her wine glass down on a small table beside her, curls her legs up under her, and starts to read.
They do call it the calm before the storm. ]