The Truth is a fickle thing Quinn, Finn and Reverie

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Quinn's day were now getting to be empty, there was no more Ambassador meetings, no more running off to deal with something. It was slow and quiet, and she hated it. Quinn wasn't the type of person to sit around at home, not that she had a home, and do nothing. She had to be active, had to be doing something. Whether that was training, chasing a jumper or just .... anything.

Since stepping down from her Ambassadorship in the Diviner coven Quinn had been left with a lot of free time and no place to live. So for the time being she had been crashing at Finn's, she was looking for a place, but maybe not as quickly as she should have been? It was where she was now, however she was alone. Finn had gone out earlier that morning, she had still be half asleep when he had said something and left; she just rolled over and went back to sleep. She had been out late, nothing too fun, well unless you classed chasing a guy through the city all night as fun, which Quinn did; so yes then, she had been out having fun last night. She had managed to catch the guy, but it had been gone 5am when she stumbled back and just died on the bed next to Finn. Though now she was wide awake, showered and ready to do something, anything. It was late afternoon and she spied her training gear in the corner of the room and shrugged, why not.

It had been a while she had been in Finn's gym she could still remember the first time she had been here. On a whim she had decided she was going to train here one afternoon and then out of no where she was faced with the man who vanished 20 years previous. Now they were back on track, at least going somewhere in her eyes. She hoped one day Reverie would be on the same track, but that would mean telling her everything. Admitting that she had screwed up, that everything she thought she hadn't wanted, or wouldn't be good enough for. It was a tough thing to face and she knew it would happen one day, Quinn just had to figure out how and hopefully Finn would help her. It was now something they had to do together, he was her father, he had just as much right.

It hadn't taken her long to walk the distance to the gym and before she knew it she was walking through the door waving at his receptionist, who was a little too blonde and leggy for her liking and making her way towards the womans changing rooms. She wasn't sure where Finn was. Actually she wasn't sure if he was even here, she had just turned up, not that she didn't do that regularly, she had just been hoping for a decent sparring session. After quickly changing into a pair of black three quarters and a grey and pink cropped sports top, Quinn headed out to the main floor wrapping her hands as she went.

She had already bundled her hair up into a tight bun before heading out and she dropped her water bottle down onto mat beside where she would be warming up. Sitting down crossed legged Quinn started a few basic yoga moves to get her muscles stretched.

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HUMANPermalink Reply by ✓ Finn Sawyer on December 21, 2015 at 4:34

Finn was having a long day, he'd left an hour or two after Quinn had come back to his apartment. Ever since she'd dropped the position of Ambassador and moved out from the Diviner compound, she'd been crashing with him. Not that he minded, it wasn't so bad and he was starting to get used to seeing Quinn at some point during the day. Although considered how much time he was spending dealing with issues arising in the Organization that sometimes it was just a couple of minutes at a time.

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