The Roof, Wednesday Afternoon

[studyingfear]

As far as Tseng was aware (hopefully; Rufus hadn't yet had time to go through all of his own sources to figure out what Tseng did and didn't know about his comings and goings), he'd been dropped off by a portal Monday night, back on the island, and (relatively) safe and sound.

In reality, Rufus had gotten back just before his morning class, with enough time to drop a sleepy Dark Nation off in his room and make it there without looking ruffled.

If Tseng hadn't caught him, it meant that he'd managed nearly thirty-six hours out of the Turks' reach. On Gaia. That was (hopefully) a first. He'd confirm it later.

Now that class was over, he'd swung by the coffee shop, picked up a drink, and made his way up to the roof of the dorms to survey the grounds.

He was tired. He had things to catch up on and deals to review and plans to refine.

But, sitting out in the sun, drinking a coffee and looking down at everything… he was surprisingly content to just… be, for a small while. Eventually, he pulled out his laptop and his PHS and began to work.

[Open!]