~Her. She changed fucking everything for me. Bree, I don't know what I will do if I can't find her. She left me her dress, and my room smells like her. I won't be able to resist if I find her. I was not expecting to find love, and yes, it is just an emotion, but not one that I am used to. Of course, I do, however, understand how it works, but it was not something that I was actively seeking. I got Will to send me a picture of her. Would you like to see?~ Leo watched the tracing program as it was attempting to track the bank accounts. It was currently in Switzerland.
~A picture? If you have one, I would love to see it. That way, if I see her, I can trap her until you come and retrieve her.~ Brielle was looking at the reports that she needed to submit and started on the first one while chatting with Leo. Once she heard the coffee machine ding, she got up and poured herself a cup of coffee into a mug that said, "IF I SAY "FIRST OF ALL," RUN AWAY. I HAVE PREPARED FACTS, DATA, CHARTS, AND I WILL DESTROY YOU." She walked back to the computer carrying the mug and started downloading the picture that Leo sent her. ~Damn. She is one hot babe, but it is not her looks that you fell for… is it?~
~I would be lying if I said that I was not drawn in by her looks, but after one night, it would not be enough. If you see her or hear anything about her, let me know… please. I'm pretty desperate here.~
~You didn't need to tell me that, but I suspected as much. If I see anyone that looks like this, I will let you know. For now, I will try to enjoy my confinement. I expect some work after this, though, or I will go stir crazy.~ Brielle downloaded the picture to her laptop. Then she got back to the file that she was working on.
~You have my thanks, Brielle. After your confinement has ended, I have you going to the supernatural mall and doing a patrol. There have been some stupid fights there, and I want you to do this since it will take you out of this area.~ Leo posted this, and then the '…' was still above the message. Before another popped up. ~If you get impatient, I can send you there right after Jenna is settled in her condominium. I will send someone to pick you up and drop you off once you are ready to go.~
Brielle read the message, smiling, and placed the coffee mug down. ~ I'd like that. Just make sure it is someone that I can stand.~ She went back to the report and finished it off. Then started the next one. After sitting there for a few hours, she laid back down on the couch, falling back asleep. A few hours later, Brielle wakes up and sees Jenna creeping out of the bedroom. "There is no reason to be sneaking around."
Jenna jumps in the air from Brielle's voice. "Jesus, you scared the shit out of me, Bree. I didn't want to wake you up. Looks like I failed at that point. Good morning."
"Sorry, I thought it was cute that you were trying to sneak around, but I would advise against it. If I did not remember that you were with me, I would think that someone broke in and was sneaking in. It may not look like it, but I have my weapons stashed all around my place, and it would take only a few seconds to get one." To prove her point, she reaches under the table and grabs a dagger and slides it across the floor to Jenna.
Jenna bent over, picked up the dagger, and tested its weight. "This is so awesome. Will I get a weapon like this someday? I promise that I will be more careful."
Brielle jumps up and stretches. "If your hungry, we can order waffles. As much as I love everything that was bought last night, I would rather have pancakes or waffles for breakfast." She opened the second laptop on the coffee table and pulled up the ordering site. Quickly she selected Waffle House and picked out the Belgian waffles topped with whipped cream and strawberries with extra of both toppings.
Jenna walked over carrying the dagger and handed it back to Brielle. "Thank you for showing me. Ummmm, if you want, I could cook for us if we order groceries."
Looking at the dagger, Brielle pulls out the sheath for it and places it on the couch. "My first gift as your mentor is this dagger. I have another one under the table. I figured that you could use your own weapon. If you want to cook, later on, I won't fight you, but I want food right now. I'll open the grocery delivery service that I use for things that I do not want to buy from a restaurant. For instance, my coffee pods. I do not have the proper cookware either."
"THANK YOU SO MUCH!!" Jenna happily looked down at the dagger on the couch before watching Brielle start pulling things up on the laptop. "I guess it is a good thing that I got everything that I thought that I would need yesterday. What time are we going to be viewing condos?"
"After we eat, so roughly an hour. Feel free to get what you want, and if you can't choose, just get both. Click the order button once you are done." Brielle got up and went to the kitchen, pouring herself more coffee and drinking it from her mug. She watched as Jenna ordered what she wanted. She pulled out her new phone and saw a reply to the agent saying that there were three units available for quick possession. ~We will take a look at all three and decide which one we shall get today. I would like to get the girl moved in, preferably today. All funds will be paid in full upon choosing. Since she is underage, I will be the co-owner.~
~Of course, Olivia. It is always a pleasure to work with you. What is the girls' name so that I may write it on the contract? I have it all filled out, but the room number and name.~ The realtor had filled the form out right after getting the request.
Brielle smiled and looked at Jenna. ~Tina is her name. The poor girl lost her family, and I have decided to take her under my wing, but I want her to have her own living space. What units are quick possession?~ Brielle walked over with her mug sitting down on the couch, texting with one hand.
"I ordered all that I wanted and placed the order. Is everything okay?" Jenna looks at the phone in Brielle's hand, hoping that nothing terrible had happened.
"Realtor. We are working on the contract. I will be calling you Tina, and that is what your contract will be under as well. Just as mine is under Olivia." Brielle looks at Jenna and sees her beaming in happiness.
~Units 218, 524, and 1024. Out of these units, I think that 1024 would be your best choice. It is that one closest to the penthouse, and it is across from your other unit, but ultimately the choice is yours. If you want one of the other two, we can go from there. There was one other unit up for quick sale, but it is in horrible condition. I didn't think that you would want that one.~ The realtor replies.
~Thank you.~ Brielle placed her phone down and looked at the computer, and saw that Jenna did not hold back this time. "What floor do you want to be on? You have 3 options. Floors two, five, or ten. Floor ten is the advised unit that the realtor is suggesting. It is across from my other unit, but I want you to see which one you could see yourself living in before you make a choice."
"I like the idea of being close to you, but I will take your advice to heart. I will look at all the units and decide from there." Jenna smiled at Brielle then looked at the computer.
"I'm going to shower; if the delivery guy comes, give him this ten-dollar tip and start eating without me." Brielle handed Jenna the money and walked away, hopping into the shower, relaxing under the warm water.
Ketan looked at the punching bag and give it one last good punch before sliding down against the wall out of breath. 'Thank fuck, what magic I can use can be used to strengthen the bag, or else that bag would be pounded into dust.' Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he closes his eyes and imagines his element, and a small flame appears in the palm of his hand. He opens his eyes, looking down at the blue flame, and brings it closer to his body before he starts playing with the flame. Moving it around his fingers and hand. He hears someone walking down the stairs; on reflex, he closes his hand over the flame, extinguishing it and closing his eyes.
Emerson walks through the door, looking at Ketan, "how are you feeling?"