Multiversal

Who: Penelope Lane and Snape, Severus Snape (the younger)
What: An exchange of information and not-as-controlled-as-it-maybe-should-be substances, possibly some rude conversation involving assault and battery
Where: Penelope and Ruby's Haunted-Ass Apartment, Chimer
When: after this
Notes: Closed to just Penelope and babbysnape, plz :3
Warnings: Probably talking about assault/bodily violence, so be aware!

The neighborhood in Chimer where Penelope and Ruby's apartment sits is fairly unremarkable, for Baedal. Tall, somewhat narrow rowhouses sit, in their brightly painted, pleasant, unobjectionable way, in long blocks situated around curving streets which really ought to be picturesque, if they weren't so ordinary looking.

That said, for anyone who can notice those sorts of things, about two blocks from the apartment, the sheer volume and intensity of warding on the unassuming little building begin to make themselves apparent. One would think that having a slightly mean thought while walking down the street by the house would result in being blown clear out of the neighborhood, if it weren't for Penelope herself, who would surely have been rocketed across town by now if that were the case. By the time you're at its front steps, two things may make themselves known to people who are slightly more attuned; One, that its upper floor is haunted as all fuck, and two, that whoever is inside it is most likely piss-scared of something, given the accumulation of all the given information.

People that don't notice this kind of thing will just think it looks like a rather nice neighborhood.

When the doorbell rings, it takes a second for Penelope to open the door, given she's navigating with a crutch and a casted foot, and all. But when she does, and it turns out it's Severus, she turns and just starts hobbling back into her apartment towards the living room, with a vague wave to indicate an invitation inside. Make yourself at home, apparently.

"Hope you didn't have any trouble getting out here. The trains have been full of fucking weirdos lately." Penelope collapses onto the couch in the living room with a surprising amount of sinking-into-pillows for someone so petite, and puts her plaster-casted foot up on the coffee table. She declines to say why these weirdos are any different from the weirdos that normally inhabit Baedal's train system.