#andy02

The main auditorium in the community center had filled up fast. Cece had arrived early to claim her spot, them spent some time flitting around town for some last minute necessities and to see if any friends needed help. After assisting with welcoming the stragglers and setting up the first aid corner, Cece escaped to the hallway for a much-needed breather. Situations like these weren’t foreign to her - everybody who had grown up in Olympus, in the southeast in general, had likely experienced a storm like this before - but that didn’t make it any less tiring. She pulled her wallet from her pocket and headed around the corner to the vending machines, craving a soda instead of all of the water that was being handed out. “Nobody’s hanging off your limbs?” she remarked with a smile when she caught sight of Andy. “How’d you manage that?”

Location: Olympus Medical Center Parking Lot

When: The night after the arson

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If sleeping had been hard before, now it was impossible. Eddie couldn’t stand the feeling of uselessness, so she drove over to the medical center and parked her motorcycle by a bench near the entrance. Climbing off, she sat down and lit up a cigarette. She didn’t want to be in her house, however grateful she was that it was still standing. People had gotten hurt. A kid had gotten hurt. So, if there was nothing concrete she could do, no name to follow or face to hunt down. Inhaling on the smoke, she watched the way the tip glowed and then exhaled a long plume of smoke into the night. Eddie figured the next best thing she could do was keep watch. Too many innocent people were inside, and clearly these Rogues didn’t give a shit about who they hurt. Her eyes catch movement and she glances over, relieved it’s one of their own. “Oh hey. I heard this is where the cool kids hang out.” she says, giving a small nod of her chin and a smile in greeting.

Location: Thane Auto

Georgia climbed out of the car she’d hired to come pick her up, eyes glued to her phone as she scrolled through her emails. Taking a step back from business was supposed to be the upside to becoming successful, or so she had thought. No one ever mentioned that once you start you become an addict. With a deep breath, she slipped her phone into her purse and lifted her sunglasses off of her face to rest atop her head. She felt better than the last time she’d run into Andy, and certainly looked more put together. She gave a small wave when she spotted him. “Hello.” she said, her tone friendly, but looking around, she was beginning to get the sense that she was the only one here having a decent day. It made some sense to her, but she wondered about how much was happening that she didn’t know about, and that frightened her. “Bad time?” she asked, toning down the friendliness to politeness. “I can come back.”