Amsterdam, 7am local time
Portal-lag sucked. They'd arrived in Amsterdam last night at 6pm local time, six hours off from Fandom. Parker hadn't been able to sleep until well after three in the morning despite her best efforts. Now she's synched with the local clocks, but still cranky and far too awake for her mental health.
Yesterday's chats with Jack, Isabel and River, had been amusing, reassuring, and interesting by turns, but the talks with English and Xander had been unsettling in many ways. Add on the perfectly friendly, perfectly unnerving good-bye with Jarod, and the message she'd had to leave Weiss in lieu of a real farewell, and she wasn't in the sanest mood for helping mount a rescue.
Then again, maybe Jake would appreciate thatm when they found who kidnapped him.
She sat outside their hotel at a sidewalk cafe, eating a breakfast croissant and watching the passersby.
[open to European travelers, and anyone who wants to phone, text, or e-mail her from Fandom.]
Yesterday's chats with Jack, Isabel and River, had been amusing, reassuring, and interesting by turns, but the talks with English and Xander had been unsettling in many ways. Add on the perfectly friendly, perfectly unnerving good-bye with Jarod, and the message she'd had to leave Weiss in lieu of a real farewell, and she wasn't in the sanest mood for helping mount a rescue.
Then again, maybe Jake would appreciate thatm when they found who kidnapped him.
She sat outside their hotel at a sidewalk cafe, eating a breakfast croissant and watching the passersby.
[open to European travelers, and anyone who wants to phone, text, or e-mail her from Fandom.]