Frank Jaeger ✖ 013
Who: Frank Jaeger [stoicism] + Naomi Hunter [scientize]
Where: Café de Rêves
Style: Whatever you feel like Meygan
Status: Open-ish? If you know Naomi, you can probably pop in to bug them. Be aware her psychotic younger-older brother is with her.
Naomi's busy lifestyle didn't bode well for Frank. Though the young soldier had fully anticipated this when he'd arrived to stay with her, he didn't realize just how difficult it would become to spend so much as a quiet evening with the woman who claimed to be his sister. With Naomi so often leaving for a few hours or having people stop by to visit, Frank found himself either alone or quickly leaving as an unexpected arrival was welcomed into the doctor's home.
His old patrol route seemed necessary now. Finding it difficult to walk that path, he would too often end up in his own head. Such a thing could be dangerous - the sedatives Naomi gave him worked to keep his body relaxed but even they weren't powerful enough to stop the thoughts. Determined to spend at least one evening with the woman, he requested her presence for an outing - an unusual request coming from him but Naomi found herself agreeing to it.
Café de Rêves had proven itself to be strangely deserted at this time of day. Save of course for the two people who now sat near a window inside. Frank, dressed in a suit Naomi had purchased for him, sat at the table across from the woman, his hands around a mug of coffee. He wasn't much of a conversationalist, but he was content to sit quietly with the doctor.
Where: Café de Rêves
Style: Whatever you feel like Meygan
Status: Open-ish? If you know Naomi, you can probably pop in to bug them. Be aware her psychotic younger-older brother is with her.
Naomi's busy lifestyle didn't bode well for Frank. Though the young soldier had fully anticipated this when he'd arrived to stay with her, he didn't realize just how difficult it would become to spend so much as a quiet evening with the woman who claimed to be his sister. With Naomi so often leaving for a few hours or having people stop by to visit, Frank found himself either alone or quickly leaving as an unexpected arrival was welcomed into the doctor's home.
His old patrol route seemed necessary now. Finding it difficult to walk that path, he would too often end up in his own head. Such a thing could be dangerous - the sedatives Naomi gave him worked to keep his body relaxed but even they weren't powerful enough to stop the thoughts. Determined to spend at least one evening with the woman, he requested her presence for an outing - an unusual request coming from him but Naomi found herself agreeing to it.
Café de Rêves had proven itself to be strangely deserted at this time of day. Save of course for the two people who now sat near a window inside. Frank, dressed in a suit Naomi had purchased for him, sat at the table across from the woman, his hands around a mug of coffee. He wasn't much of a conversationalist, but he was content to sit quietly with the doctor.