Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180613113045/@comment-25828117-20180617191851

Katherine returned home to her apartment. The emptiness of the house greeted her. All the lights still off, it felt strange to disturb the scene after what she had done tonight.

Murder. And here she was, back in a familiar place, part of the routine. And she'd have to stick to it again. Until the next time...

As she entered the small kitchen area that had a window looking out on a fire escape balcony towards the back of the building she could see a street cat lick her paw until its eyes lit up and looked right into hers.

At The Brig, the lights would soon go out, making talking impossible. Chris needed to get out fast. If they came for him tomorrow and started interrogating him it'd be very hard not to see some relation with the resistance. Even if he was just held for loitering, "officially".