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"Yeah Mom, yeah- yes everything's here." Elliot stood with her hands on her hips and her cellphone pressed against her ear supported by her shoulder. Around her lay about a dozen boxes filled with her belongings. Each brown box was labels according to what sat inside. "I'm doing great Mom- I'm fine, it's only been two days." Elliot knelt down on the ground. She ripped the tape away from the nearest box. "Yes I start work next week, I'm unpacking... And I'm hanging up know-okay-bye!" She said into the phone before clicking it off.

Elliot had already been up a few hours earlier than she'd normal like to be. The moving van had came earlier with all her stuff and there was nothing she could do except have them load everything in while she stood their half asleep in pajamas. Now it was time to go find breakfast and having nothing in the fridge, she'd have to go out and find a nearby cafe.

After throwing on black shorts and a sensible white tank top Elliot was out the door. Elliot swung her bags over her shoulder and fixed her hair as she locked her apartment door. This new apartment wasn't home yet, but with high hopes, some day it would be. And living here would be normal, and not new. She stepped onto the sidewalk and began her way down the street. Phone in hand, Elliot followed Google's directions to the nearest cafe.

As she walked she attempted to take in her surroundings and try and become familiar with the area. The sooner she understood how to get around without her phone the better. Elliot's thoughts began to shift to the Deadmen as she walked. In all honesty she had come out here seeking them, in fact that was her sole reason, besides getting out of Chicago. However, she had made little attempt at contacting them and didn't know exactly where to begin. Until then coffee and a muffin would have to do.