- Jun 18, 2015
- 10,109
- Gender
- Female
- Pronouns
- She/Her
- Posting Status
- Irregularly

Jude was better, at least in the physical sense. Roa had healed the bruising on his hand. He'd healed the bruising on his chest, for that matter. But he still looked exhausted, and he was still putting the pieces back together mentally. He'd talked to Rory. He'd talked to Travis. He'd talked to Officer Genovese.
He hadn't talked to Broen. He hadn't talked to Zora. He'd left them for last. He wanted to give Broen his space, let him calm down before he risked making things worse. He didn't want to do anyhting stupid. He didn't want to do anything rash.
Zora was another story. He'd thought about giving it time--there was no rush or anything--but the more he thought about it, the more certain he became.
So he'd texted Zora, asking her to meet in a little cafe not too far from the community center, and then he'd gone to wait. No uniform. No work clothes. But he was wearing his suit again, once more under his clothes. He didn't want to meet her without it.
He hadn't talked to Broen. He hadn't talked to Zora. He'd left them for last. He wanted to give Broen his space, let him calm down before he risked making things worse. He didn't want to do anyhting stupid. He didn't want to do anything rash.
Zora was another story. He'd thought about giving it time--there was no rush or anything--but the more he thought about it, the more certain he became.
So he'd texted Zora, asking her to meet in a little cafe not too far from the community center, and then he'd gone to wait. No uniform. No work clothes. But he was wearing his suit again, once more under his clothes. He didn't want to meet her without it.