corwin herbert and olivia

Who: Olivia and Corwin, and later some Herbert
Where: The streets
When: Late evening

Olivia was feeling much better, being back in Marquette. Which was strange, given all of the horrifying vampire death that had happened before she left. Sure, being back meant having to face all the complications she'd so expertly weaved in her life, but that was okay too. She could deal. She had to deal. Otherwise she would just want to run again, and she was trying so very hard to keep from doing that anymore. To keep herself occupied and distracted from the desire to go see Mathias. Or go knock on Judiel's door again, Olivia found the nearest open bar. She really was broke, but had enough cash left for a couple drinks. She could afford it, since she had every intention of going back to work tomorrow. Besides, having a quiet place where she could relax and think by herself was needed and while the bar might not have been really quiet, it was certainly easier to think there than holed up in her room.

After a couple of hours, she headed out and began to walk along the dark streets back toward home. After turning the corner away from the bar, she began to dig through her bag for her cigarettes, wavering only slightly as she wasn't really watching where she was going.

Who: Olivia and Corwin and then Olivia and Herbert
Where: Lakeshore/Olivia's Apt
When: An hour after sunset

It had been a very long day after leaving Judiel's. A very long day. She had went back to the apartment and sat for what felt like hours, feeling numb, though not as numb as she'd prefer. She had so much to think about, and no desire to let any of it venture to the forefront of her mind. She knew Judiel had a point. She felt empty because of what she was. She was a protector with no protected. She was never going to feel complete or happy until her life's purpose was met. Was that why she couldn't make up her damn mind? Why she fucked everything up with Judiel when she actually started to feel something deeper? Because she had fucked it up. He was wrong - she still wanted him. And fuck, she wanted Mathias. But she wanted them both in very different ways. But she supposed it was okay. It would be okay. He needed someone without the issues she carried around. Someone who knew how to make up her damn mind and be everything to him that he would be to her.