#kronosstarter

it’s the last box they have to move for the night in preparation for the charity event being held at the church over the weekend. doing work like this is nicer at times, they think, especially when these days, they’re constantly surrounded by flashing cameras and journalists asking for quotes, it’s good to feel like they’re still part of a community, even if they’re having to volunteer after all of his daytime duties as per the request of the PR office. 

just as they’re stepping away from the storage room, they hear a rustle, and it catches them off guard enough for them to jump and nearly stumble backwards. then, a friendly face under the dim light makes them let out a relieved sigh instead. 

“oh — jeez, you really scared me there,” elijah says, a hand moving to their own chest. “sorry, if i knew someone was still here, i wouldn’t have turned the lights off.” 

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Despite the announcement leaving a familiar chill in her bones, Emerald keeps the façade lifted with feigned optimism. She'd spent enough time on herself to mingle with the crowd, to control the very thing they've placed in a commercial vial, but she could feel the anger bubbling in the middle of her throat.