#convo:liam

Marlene couldn’t stay at her brother’s side forever, much as he knew she wished to. The woman had to eat, sleep and be treated herself. Dirk had stepped in, promising profusely to watch the sleeping boy until she was back, luckily Marlene had already spoken with him some so that helped calm her enough to rest, she’d need all the strength she could muster for the next few months, he couldn’t imagine what she, what they both were feeling. 

And Dirk had never been very good at sitting still, so he was crocheting; his efforts were mediocre at best but it was more so he had something to do with his hands while he watched the sleeping boy, his gaze flicking to the door every time a shadow went past. When Liam stirred, he froze mid-stitch, eyes trained on the younger man. 

“Hi,” he said softly, as Liam’s eyes opened, “Marlene’s here, she’s asleep in her own room Liam, you’re safe.” he said, words slow and clear, “Do you want me to get her for you?” she needed rest but... Marlene would likely kill him if he didn’t offer her brother the opportunity to be with her. 

There were ecosystem’s everywhere, even in abandoned buildings. The whole reason he was here was due to a large nesting of bats that he was being silent to avoid disturbing as he took stock of them. The building was hardly usable anymore, he’d heard the fire department regularly needed to keep an eye on it for structural safety purposes but he was much more interested in the nesting mammals above him.

Chou’s attention was diverted when he heard a crunch on the floor and whipped around, seeing a man in the doorway, his uniform denoting him as a member of the fire department. Without speaking, he gestured up at the bats before beginning to silently move to leave the building, motioning for the other to follow.

Making use of a break between her classes Jennifer was taking the lay of the school and trying the assess the changes which had occurred during her absence, there were more than she had expected. She hadn’t predicted there to be so many new players in the game, but who knows, some could even work in her favour.

She approached the lacrosse field after finishing inside the building, spotting some students she did not recognise practising on the field. She planned on just observing until her stiletto sliced into the ground up to her heel a little ways off. She could easily pull it out but was trying to behave as normal as possible for any who didn’t know about her.

Pulling an embarrassed face she waved at the boys practising, files tucked under her other arm, “Umm, excuse me! Any of you boys willing to give a teacher a hand?” she called, using her waving hand to point at her sunk in shoe.

You’ve got some nice guitar skills there.

Ah. See, I’m still trying to catch up I guess. Not that I dig too deeply into things like that..

Eh. It's no big deal.