Lighthouse Cottage - Sunday Morning

[the_best_sister]

With the inside of the cottage settled, Yelena had moved on to the outside, tackling the landscaping. She’d never done any kind of gardening in her life, but she figured the towering weeds choking the shrubs around the porch weren’t exactly a good look.

Too tired to bother going into town for proper garden tools, she made do with an old stiletto dagger she didn’t mind ruining. After about an hour of hacking at weeds, Fanny had enough of her plant obsession and started nipping and barking until Yelena gave in. What followed was a full-on wrestling match in the front yard with her pup.

Everything was fine—until a notification pinged from the phone. The phone that couldn’t call home.

Yelena's face fell as she realized it wasn't a number she recognized, however the message was intriguing.

So it seems my nephew is still learning to make friends and influence people. You got him to the island safe and in one piece. Willing to continue your services as a bodyguard?

Yelena had hoped the message had been from Melina but it was nice to know her phone from her home dimension was still working. I assume you mean Adrian? Sure. Monthly stipend will equal the escort fee plus any expenses.

The reply was almost instantaneous. Sounds good. Let's say until the end of the year for now? With an option to extend/renew?

Yelena thought it over. Whoever it was didn’t care to negotiate which was fine by her.

Agreed. Use the previous method for transfer of funds. Is he aware of the contract? Or should he be made aware?

The answer made her snort in amusement. Up to you but I think it'll be funnier if you don't tell him until you have to. Since you have your own life and probably don't want to be glued to my nephew's side, I'll be sending you a token. Keep it on you and you'll know when he's having difficulties even if you're not physically present.

Yelena couldn't help but smirk at the thought of it. Then I shall keep him the dark for comedic purposes. Have the token sent to the post office on the island. I will pick it up there.

And then there was the response that was slightly unsettling:

It's already there.

Yelena paused, pursing her lips in thought. "Well, that’s some Baba Yaga shit right there." Her musings were cut short by Fanny, who was clearly suffering from a severe lack of attention.

"Fine! Okay, you ball of fluff!" Yelena groaned with exaggerated exasperation, giving in to Fanny’s demands. They played until Fanny finally got bored, allowing Yelena to return to her weeding.

[Preplayed with witchoftheflesh. Limited interaction today but open if you want to SP