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Jun. 7th, 2019 04:30 pmThe wind and the snow haven't let up in days, all but cutting Marcus and Kat off from the rest of the city, and he's even more glad now than ever that he'd thought to call her once the snow started to fall. Going to get her from her place and bringing her out here where he knows they can stay safe and relatively warm even if the power goes out was an easy decision and having her here with him eases some of the low, simmering distress he feels with Sabrina's departure. It puts one of his people out of danger.
He's been in touch with Neil, too, and some others, making sure they're safe. Maybe he can't bring everyone out here to his house, especially with the snow still coming down, but he wishes he could try.
Trass is long gone, out in the snow, probably patrolling the property. Marcus knows Matthias would love this weather, would be in his element here, and so it doesn't surprise him at all that Trass has essentially disappeared. He'll be back, but probably not until the snow melts.
At the moment, Marcus is doing his best not to worry. He's not checking his phone every five minutes, looking for a response from one of the many people he's messaged in the last day. He's not checking in on Kat every ten minutes to see if she needs something. Instead he's sitting at the table in his kitchen, sketching absently.
He'd like to hear from Neil again. From Nina and Kaz. He wishes the workers at the Home would call with an update on the kids. He'd also like to hear from Dan. Earlier in the day he'd sent a text message, checking to make sure he was okay, but he hasn't heard anything back yet.
Another page in the sketch book is turned and Marcus starts on the same house again. And he tries not to worry.
He's been in touch with Neil, too, and some others, making sure they're safe. Maybe he can't bring everyone out here to his house, especially with the snow still coming down, but he wishes he could try.
Trass is long gone, out in the snow, probably patrolling the property. Marcus knows Matthias would love this weather, would be in his element here, and so it doesn't surprise him at all that Trass has essentially disappeared. He'll be back, but probably not until the snow melts.
At the moment, Marcus is doing his best not to worry. He's not checking his phone every five minutes, looking for a response from one of the many people he's messaged in the last day. He's not checking in on Kat every ten minutes to see if she needs something. Instead he's sitting at the table in his kitchen, sketching absently.
He'd like to hear from Neil again. From Nina and Kaz. He wishes the workers at the Home would call with an update on the kids. He'd also like to hear from Dan. Earlier in the day he'd sent a text message, checking to make sure he was okay, but he hasn't heard anything back yet.
Another page in the sketch book is turned and Marcus starts on the same house again. And he tries not to worry.
