beunbrokenWho: Elizabeth Comstock, Pavel Chekov
What: Adorable checking-in-on-each-other. Maybe they'll play nurse?
When: March 1st!
Why: because reasons.
After the quick video-message, Elizabeth took very little time getting ready to visit her boyfriend. Boyfriend! That was still a very strange word to use, let alone use as an identifier when it came to Pavel Chekov. All the same, when he'd appeared, bruised and scraped up, something in her heart had tugged, and she knew that there was no place she'd rather be than with him.
Sure, after everything she and Booker had seen in the bottle, she was worse-for-ware mentally, but what was Elizabeth if not capable? Pushing her own problems aside in face of others? Pavel came before her, before the world she would never return to. Either she would remain here, or return with Pavel to his universe. There was no home for her left in Columbia, even less of one than had been there for her before she'd left.
After grabbing a few medical supplies she was sure that Pavel had, and a tin of tea, Elizabeth turned to the shimmering bit of air in her living room. Booker was working, leaving her alone. With a breath, she put her hands into the air, pushing both edges apart, opening a Tear to Pavel's doorstep. Without any hesitation now, she stepped through, closing the Tear behind her, and knocking on his door.
"Pavel! It's me, Elizabeth!"