[b][center][h2]Paige Kennedy & [color=f26522]Milo Ventri[/color][/h2][/center][/b]

Dazed and exhausted, the images of her dream splintered and faded away as vividly as she had just seen them leaving only a feeling instead of a memory. 

She hadn’t slept much and when sleep finally did come it was more of the body’s final surrender to an absolute need. Hours passed in silence as she stared at the ceiling or looked at her phone, anything just to take her mind off of what she and Tao uncovered at Luna Sports Facility. It was an impossible task. She knew it and she knew what was going to be the [i]right[/i] thing to do, the thing that would make everything fall into place the way it should. In her years in law enforcement, she’d seen the same thing play out. People got greedy and stupid. [i]Good people[/i]. She had laughed in amusement at the stories. All the old-timers said the same thing: [i]Greed would get you killed quicker than a bullet[/i]. Still her mind wandered through the possibilities. 

Wiping hair and sweat away from her eyes, she looked straight ahead at the end of the bed, feeling the weight of a tired, sunken scowl on her face. When she returned from LSF, she hadn’t said much to Milo and she knew she hadn’t been exactly pleasant either. Pulling herself up on her elbows and propping her upper body slothfully against the headboard, she felt like she had only picked up where her mind had left off, like television left on white noise. She sighed, hearing the sound of him tinkering in the shop. The sound of metalwork traveled easily through the [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4618700]converted living space[/url]. She hadn’t told him and if she wanted to be honest with herself, she knew the reason was because she was afraid.   

Her stomach groaned suddenly with a pang of hunger and with some dogged energy she grudgingly tossed the heavy blankets aside and made her way to the kitchen. Nothing that he had was safe from her grasp and she rummaged through the pantry and cabinets [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4619633]without a second thought[/url]. Setting the toaster up and ramming down two slices of bread, she turned and leaned against the counter, looking over the living room outside at the rain covering the street and waterfront. She wiped a hand over her face. [i]Another fucking shitty day in this shithole city.[/i] The thought that followed blasted through her groggy mind quicker than she had time to stop it, the same pattern that repeated all night: [i]You now have the power to do something about it.[/i] 

[@Almalthia]