With Sasha’s help yesterday it had hardly taken any time getting the house secured and ready for the impending storm. Viktor had left for the Ark afterwards and Alicia had gone back to spend the night at her brother’s house. Even though she knew he would be careful and that he was capable of what he was doing, the spotty datapad connection had made her constantly worry that something had happened to him. Then a couple of messages had come through at once, and she had calmed down, until the network had gone down again, and she had started worrying all over again. Eventually, she had fallen asleep, and she had woken up to find Sam refusing to spend another 24 hours similar to the first evening she had spent here. Before she could object, she had found herself running through the rain with her backpack – filled with everything she figured she might need for waiting out a storm – towards breakfast at The World’s End.
Breakfast had been delicious, as always, and it hadn’t taken long before people had started talking more freely between the tables than they normally did. Sam had drifted off towards the back where he was playing cards with a group of people, two of which she recognized as working in security and one she thought might be working at the farm. Alicia, on the other hand, had ended up shooting darts with one of the Muggle doctors who lived in the Settlement. She almost felt bad for the poor bloke; there was a reason Alicia had been the one most often picked to do penalty shots back in school, and her ability to score on the Pitch apparently translated into her ability to hit the dart board.
“And that, my friend,” she cheered, doing a little victory dance after she had just sent her final dart straight into the bullseye, “is how it’s done. I need a drink.” Leaving him behind to play with someone else, she headed towards the bar, though turned to see who had opened the door. She sent a small wave and a smile towards Charlie when she recognized him, before she slid into one of the free chairs and caught the bartender’s attention. “I’ll have an ice tea, please.”
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Date: 2013-03-18 10:49 pm (UTC)Breakfast had been delicious, as always, and it hadn’t taken long before people had started talking more freely between the tables than they normally did. Sam had drifted off towards the back where he was playing cards with a group of people, two of which she recognized as working in security and one she thought might be working at the farm. Alicia, on the other hand, had ended up shooting darts with one of the Muggle doctors who lived in the Settlement. She almost felt bad for the poor bloke; there was a reason Alicia had been the one most often picked to do penalty shots back in school, and her ability to score on the Pitch apparently translated into her ability to hit the dart board.
“And that, my friend,” she cheered, doing a little victory dance after she had just sent her final dart straight into the bullseye, “is how it’s done. I need a drink.” Leaving him behind to play with someone else, she headed towards the bar, though turned to see who had opened the door. She sent a small wave and a smile towards Charlie when she recognized him, before she slid into one of the free chairs and caught the bartender’s attention. “I’ll have an ice tea, please.”