[ with her daylight ring, caroline's back to a reasonable schedule. not that she was ever particularly given to insomnia or nocturnal behavior, but the temptation had certainly been there when she'd been held on (safe)house arrest during the first few weeks of her new amsterdammer existence. but with the familiar circle of silver and lapis lazuli on her index finger, she's back to rising early and staying up late, the benefit of needing less sleep making her particularly useful to the citizens of the safehouse and the city both.
and, in the wake of all that's happened in new tokyo (not to mention digitally on the network), caroline's wanted to be useful. she's thrown herself into supply runs, both on the routes gaby had given her and on ones back and forth between the new and old safehouses — and while it's physical work, it's enjoyable, too.
by the time she bumps into fitz in the safehouse kitchens, it's mid-day; she's a little tousled from so many hours running around, but looking no less chipper than as if she'd just risen from a beauty nap. ]
Leo! [ always happy to see her favorite man. ] What are you doing here?
approx oct 22 (give or take)
and, in the wake of all that's happened in new tokyo (not to mention digitally on the network), caroline's wanted to be useful. she's thrown herself into supply runs, both on the routes gaby had given her and on ones back and forth between the new and old safehouses — and while it's physical work, it's enjoyable, too.
by the time she bumps into fitz in the safehouse kitchens, it's mid-day; she's a little tousled from so many hours running around, but looking no less chipper than as if she'd just risen from a beauty nap. ]
Leo! [ always happy to see her favorite man. ] What are you doing here?