Generalities are all we have, of course, at the End of Time. I envy you your specifics.

[una_persson]

Characters: Una Persson and Bruce Wayne.
Date: Somewhere around early/mid-January.
Location: Mercant's, a restaurant in the Fire sector.
Situation: Sequel to this thread. Dinner date for Bruce and Una, somewhat overdue.
Warnings/Rating: TBD but probably nothing major.

So they were a little late in getting to this. Considering everything that had happened in the interim—Eshai's murder, the hatching of the turtles, various friends disappearing—Una just decided to be grateful that yet another thing had not managed to postpone, again, this frequently-rescheduled date.

She'd agreed to meet him there, and at the appointed time, disembarked from a pedicab wearing a new dress she'd recently bought, nothing too flashy or elaborate, but with a distinct effort definitely being made.

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[una_persson]

She sits, nods her head in sympathy. "I heard. I'm sorry." It's always an odd sort of condolence, and she's found that keeping it simple is usually the best way to deal with it.

[cowled]

"I'd rather they be home," he says, running his finger around the rim of an empty glass. "My butler is very well versed in caring for wayward children, so I expect he'll look after them perfectly well. And with all the dangers here, I can't in good conscience hope that they stay."