who: eris
where: her basement cell
when: the wee hours

The bare, dirty lightbulb in the room didn't work well. It flickered at best, and cut out often. It had given her a migraine, which in the end had her unscrewing it enough that it fell dark completely. It meant she was left in her empty, dirty room in pitch black, but with her head pounding the way it was, that was actually better. She had slept for a little while, but knew when she woke that it hadn't been long. Her eyes burned, gritty and dry from lack of sleep, from lack of enough water.

Who: Brett and Danny
Where: Telephone
When: Afternoon

It took Brett a little while before he felt able to actually stand long enough to walk to the phone. He hated every minute of it. He hated how weak he was right now, how unable. This wasn’t his way of dealing with matters. Normally he would be out there, hunting everything down. Dealing with this. But he couldn’t. He was unable.

Instead, he just about managed to get to the phone before sinking down into the chair. He dialled the number.

Who: Stasia and Tatiana
Where: O Fortuna offices
When: Early morning

who: jason and eily
where: their place
when: late

While Lucas had been as good as his word with the finished article, though how much of that was down to Jason’s presence was up for debate, by the time it went to press the sun had long gone down and as he headed home, it was hard to stop himself from dozing off in the back of the cab. It took the sharp breaking as they arrived to jolt him back awake and it was with bleary eyes and heavy limbs that he paid the driver and made his way up to the apartment - it had been a long couple of days.

Who: Lucas and Jason
Where: The Echo
When: early evening

who: charlie and jason
where: charlie’s apartment
when: early afternoon

Who: Charlie and Vera, later Brett
Where: Vera’s place
When: Late morning

Vera hadn’t really slept. She’d tried, but Lily wasn’t home yet, Charlie hadn’t called to say she was there and even that bitch Rachel was missing. She’d tried Rachel’s door about eight times even walked around trying to find a maintenance worker to just unlock the door to Rachel’s place to no avail. Maybe she was dead.

Who: Arienne and Max
Where: The Apollo Theater
When: After School

Who: Mickey and December
Where: December’s place
When: morning

There was no fighting the fact that he was sore in the morning still and while the bruises on his side were fading they weren’t gone yet. When he woke, he rolled a little, feeling the warm body next to him and wound up curling more against her, head pressed against her bare shoulder with a groan. Today did not need to start already.

Who: Jack and Danny
Where: Emily’s apartment
When: late afternoon

It hadn’t been too hard to the Emily’s address and once he had it Danny headed there, hoping to find the girl and perhaps get some insight as to where Eris and Lily had gone. It wasn’t much of a start, especially considering the lead that Brett had given him seemed to be getting Danny much of anywhere, but it was all he had. Maybe he’d have more after this. Knocking on the door he already had his badge out, ready to show it to whomever answered.

Who: Danny and Mac
Where: The ‘Round
When: midday

Danny was working on Brett’s intel and wound up at the ‘Round, noticing that it was closed. That didn’t do anything more than concern him about how deep the rabbit hole went. He didn’t hesitate either in banging on the door, as hard as he could against the door, hoping that someone showed up soon or he was going around back to see if he could let himself in.

Who: Lucas and Jack
Where: Emily’s Apartment
When: afternoon

A quick tour around the newsroom hadn’t given Lucas much of anything which had him grabbing Emily’s address from his rolodex and heading to her apartment. At the very least he could check it out, see if she’d come home again or find something or someone else there. If Jack was in on things he probably had someone posted there. It didn’t take long to get there either, or to make his way to the right place, knocking on the door in hopes that she was there, just avoiding his mother.

Who: Cordelia and Lucas
When: Afternoon
Where: Phone call

Cordelia was definitely anxious. She’d gotten through her most recent martini before she’d gotten the note from her servant from Jack. And then she was stumbling up to the phone, dialing Lucas’ number incorrectly two times before getting the right one.

Lucas was at work going over a story for the next edition when his phone rang. He picked it up without much thought, annoyed that it was distracting him from what he had to get done. “What?”

Who: Jonas
Where: The ‘studio’ he created
When: Evening

It was all going to be perfect. So very perfect. He was almost whistling to himself as he worked around the room of the apartment he’d turned into a dark room. Except he wasn’t a whistler. No, he worked in silence, amused pleased silence. There were the photos he’d taken of the redhead when she slept, looking angelic and perfect and his first round of photos of Emily, his perfect little Emily, with her wide eyes and pretty pink dress. They would all be perfect. All he needed to get back on top.

who: jack
where: uptown
when: afternoon

Jack had gotten over to Emily's place in fairly short order, just past noon. He knocked, and looked around the building, but there wasn't any sign of her. So, he broke in, which wasn't as hard as it should have been. Either way, she wasn't inside, either. He looked around, trying to see if there was anything significantly different.

Who: Cordelia and Jack
When: after lunch
Where: phone call

Cordelia did not take getting stood up very well. Emily Walker had been twenty, thirty, and finally forty-five minutes late for their lunch meeting before Cordelia had paid the waiter for the four martinis she’d had and headed home.

Frustrated and more than a little dazed, Cordelia jabbed at the numbers on the phone to call Jack, the one person she felt might either know where Emily was or, if not, have the best chance of finding her.

Who: Danny and Brett
When: morning
Where: on the phone, then at Brett’s apartment

Danny had stayed late going over the two cases, pulling files on Lily and putting one together. No, none of this was sitting well. This was too much of a coincidence. Too much.

He’d gone home, but slept the bare minimum before he was back again, making a phone call before he’d even had a sip of the coffee on his desk. Brett wanted to be kept abreast of things and that was what Danny was going to do.

Who: Nate and Ari
Where: School
When: afternoon

Arienne had had Nathaniel called to the office, so they could have a 'student council' meeting, which she had set up when she got there that morning. She'd put it off until afternoon, so they would have more time. She had a study hall they could use, and she didn't imagine he would mind skipping whatever class he had at the same time.

She had already secured the room in the library, and was waiting for him.

who: Charlie and Kara
where: The Sprawl
when: Morning

Who: Emily and Jonas
Where: Little Haven
When: Mid-morning

Emily had returned home the night before to find a note from Lily. The other girl seemed excited to find a place that was good for photographs and beckoned her to meet the next morning. Admittedly, Emily had thought this odd but not odd enough to not go. The note mentioned meeting at a cafe they’d been to before. In retrospect, Emily would curse her stupidity but for now she was just pleased to see her friend and tell her about the night before.

who: jason and danny
where: the ec police department
when: afternoon

Who: Jonas and Eris
Where: the basement
When: late

She was causing issues. He’d listened through the door. He’d noticed when he brought them food. She was trouble. The last thing he needed was trouble. Not when he’d had too much already. He didn’t want all of them. Just the red head. He wouldn’t have grabbed the dark haired woman at all if he’d had his way.

Who: Brett
Where: Around
When: During the day

The truth was that Brett hid a whole lot of things behind anger. Hurt, pain, worry - they all got walled away behind that single emotion.