Room 318, Thursday Evening
Everything had finally calmed down to the point where it was back to where it used to be. And that would have been a relief for Peter, if 'where it used to be' wasn't such an epic international clusterfuck and he didn't need to make sense of it. Ngh.
At least he was starting to feel like he was in control again.
He'd been working since this morning, tweaking his essays, sending emails to his contacts and trying to gather what he could. Loki's phone was proving to be useful in keeping track of the information flow - he had several screens to use now.
That its owner might need it back... that didn't really cross Peter's mind.
[ primarily for one, but open if you don't mind SP ]
At least he was starting to feel like he was in control again.
He'd been working since this morning, tweaking his essays, sending emails to his contacts and trying to gather what he could. Loki's phone was proving to be useful in keeping track of the information flow - he had several screens to use now.
That its owner might need it back... that didn't really cross Peter's mind.
[ primarily for one, but open if you don't mind SP ]