Good Intentions - Closed/Ongoing
WHO: Rude expert_stoic, Elena suits_me
WHAT: Elena tries to fill in the gaps while Reno is away. Rude, as usual, is the one who suffers the most.
WHERE: Reno's apartment.
WHEN: 5-freakin'-a.m.
It was an unfathomable hour for most. There are probably even those who don't realize that there is a five in the morning. Elena had started setting her alarm for that hour weeks ago, using the extra time for target practice before heading to the office. But this morning...and for the next few mornings at least...she had another mission.
It was too early for her to be in her usual suit. She was still wearing her sweats when she left her apartment, her hair still tousled by sleep. Her legs carried her automatically, allowing her eyes to drift closed for a few steps until she stumbled and they flew open again. She forced herself to wake up early. That didn't make her a morning person.
Dawn was still trying to break by the time she reached Reno's apartment. The bag that was brought with her was set down so that she could try the doorknob or pick the lock...whichever it took. At least she didn't have to worry about any vicious guard dog. Elena was pretty sure that that shadow scampering under the couch as the door swung open could only be Peanut.
She yawned as she picked up the bag again and headed for the kitchen. She was tempted to just leave the light off, not knowing what kind of shape it would be in. But Rude's been living there, and she heard he likes to clean... She summoned her courage, but there was a relieved sigh when she flipped the light switch on. Yeah, she could work with this.
Elena started unpacking the groceries, unwilling to assume that Reno had the kitchen stocked before he left. This was the least she could do. Until he returned, she'd make sure Rude ate and had clean laundry. Just like a good little...
She paused and tilted her head thoughtfully. "I wonder..." Elena's hand rested on the counter for a moment before she turned and headed towards the closed bedroom door. She opened it the same way she did most things...without thinking, flooding the interior of the room with a little bit of light from the other.
"Hey Rude, how do you like your eggs?"
Please don't kill her. Please.
WHAT: Elena tries to fill in the gaps while Reno is away. Rude, as usual, is the one who suffers the most.
WHERE: Reno's apartment.
WHEN: 5-freakin'-a.m.
It was an unfathomable hour for most. There are probably even those who don't realize that there is a five in the morning. Elena had started setting her alarm for that hour weeks ago, using the extra time for target practice before heading to the office. But this morning...and for the next few mornings at least...she had another mission.
It was too early for her to be in her usual suit. She was still wearing her sweats when she left her apartment, her hair still tousled by sleep. Her legs carried her automatically, allowing her eyes to drift closed for a few steps until she stumbled and they flew open again. She forced herself to wake up early. That didn't make her a morning person.
Dawn was still trying to break by the time she reached Reno's apartment. The bag that was brought with her was set down so that she could try the doorknob or pick the lock...whichever it took. At least she didn't have to worry about any vicious guard dog. Elena was pretty sure that that shadow scampering under the couch as the door swung open could only be Peanut.
She yawned as she picked up the bag again and headed for the kitchen. She was tempted to just leave the light off, not knowing what kind of shape it would be in. But Rude's been living there, and she heard he likes to clean... She summoned her courage, but there was a relieved sigh when she flipped the light switch on. Yeah, she could work with this.
Elena started unpacking the groceries, unwilling to assume that Reno had the kitchen stocked before he left. This was the least she could do. Until he returned, she'd make sure Rude ate and had clean laundry. Just like a good little...
She paused and tilted her head thoughtfully. "I wonder..." Elena's hand rested on the counter for a moment before she turned and headed towards the closed bedroom door. She opened it the same way she did most things...without thinking, flooding the interior of the room with a little bit of light from the other.
"Hey Rude, how do you like your eggs?"
Please don't kill her. Please.