Open To: House of Pollux / Godsend
Location: Brussels, Belgium
It would be a lie to say that Dilara could not feel the weight of the mission on her shoulders. It wasn’t to say that she didn’t take previous endeavours seriously - it was almost something she was known for, at this point, even the smallest of tasks undertaken with solemnity, as though it were the most imperative task in the world. This was something different entirely.
It was Godsend that set Hebe on edge. The prospect of working with Godsend again was not an attractive one. Things had to go well - for the good of the crew, if not the entirety of Pantheon. They could not afford another mess to clear up, not if they wanted to stay strong.
She’d set up base in the city, a place close to the centre where she could blend in, and make her way around quickly. It was ideal for now, when she was on her way to visit her colleagues, to check in and make sure they had all they needed. They were expecting her, and so when she approached their accommodation, she was expecting them to be waiting for her.
Once inside, Hebe nodded her greeting. “I brought coffee,” she placed the Styrofoam cups on the nearest surface, popping the lid from her own to add a couple of packets of sugar. “Have you been to Belgium before?”
