#thornhavenstart

          Alasdair had not been back in Thorn Haven long before he began working again. To be precise, it took exactly an hour. The perfect amount of time allotted for him to unpack his bag prior to the series of phone calls out despite the late hour. He only retired to be when it reach an unreasonable time for him to be bothering people who weren’t workaholics. Besides, he had deliveries he would have to attend to the next day. Which is why — come morning — Alasdair took a few slaves out from the cells to be put to work to help unload a delivery into Eternal. He’d made the message clear. Fuck up and regret it. Alasdair was hardly in the mood to deal with anyone unruly.

Brandon nursed his whiskey in his hands as he sat on the leather chair with one leg across the other. Glancing around at the random happenings around him, he took a sip from his glass with a bored expression. The night was turning out to be pretty dull and he was longing for some fun. Sadly, nothing seemed to be turning up.

Violet sighed as she sat in the courtyard and watched the rain. She had already done some laying down in it, leaving her soaked, and now she was sitting with a smoke in hand watching it. Listening to the way it hit the ground and the roof. She’d been quiet for a week. Something that seemed to spoke the guards a bit.  She’d never been quiet or complied wth things. Yet here she was, rain covered and silent enjoying the moment of peace.

She had only been locked away for two days and it already felt like a lifetime. The one upside was being allowed outside to get fresh air. Whatever they had done to her had cut off her connection to heaven, leaving the angel feeling lost. Outside, in the fresh air, where she could see the sky. It didn’t seem so bad. Mercy wrapped her arms around herself, smiling up at the sky. If this was all she had to be optimistic about, she would enjoy it while it lasted. “Everything doesn’t seem so bad when we’re allowed out here,” Mercy said, loud enough for the person beside her to here. “A little bit of sunshine or moonlight makes everything seem better.”

Chance smiled as he added the finishing touches to the cage and then looked at his new furry friend. “Well there! The best cage for the cutest fur friend!” Lifting the little ferret up he kissed her nose and then set her in the cage. She was young, still a baby, but Chance was more than happy to have her. And of course with a cage in his house and office it meant he could watch her while he worked. He shut the cage as he moved to organize some papers. He smiled again happy to know he had something to help him destress.