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Evelyn had come straight home and collapsed on her bed, only sparing a bit of energy to kick a shoe at her sister exiting the small Caffrey home, undoubtedly off to do something illegal in celebration of this weird era of teenage rebellion that was currently going unchecked thanks to the only two members of her immediately family being too busy.

The shoe wasn't aimed very well.

A cell phone ring brought the overworked undergrad out of her haze of wondering why she was even bothering with summer classes, and she blindly reached for her phone and flipped it up with a half asleep, "Hello?" Except it was still ringing. She'd just answered her not-ringing senshi phone and had to actually get up with the most dramatic groan ever to find her normal, people phone.

"Hello? Oh... hi," She quirked an eyebrow at the voice of a only vaguely known classmate needing notes for a lecture they'd missed. Evie was always ready to oblige such requests. "Oh, yeah, bro, I got notes. Just come on over, you can make copies out of my binder."

She didn't even register what date he needed them from. Evie always had all the notes.

Well since she was up anyway she might as well dig up a sandwich while she waited.

"Efie," She corrected, with her mouth too full to even really say the syllables. But hey, it wasn't like she was worried about being formal. All but one of her usual braids had been undone and she was down to an awkward ensemble of hipster-chic tunic, sweatpants, and one sock, all lightly dusted in crumbs from the sandwich in her hand. Usually she was pretty neat and tidy but after a long work shift, homework, senshi-ing and more homework, a person just kind of stops caring.

"Evie," She said again after swallowing and clearing her throat as she waved him in, and paused just to see if her wayward sister was anywhere in sight. Nope.

'Cozy' was a word for the house. 'Cramped and overflowing' were probably more accurate.

The kitchen and living room were one clustered space with a sofa crammed in one side and a grand piano that had no business being in such a tiny corner in the other, and kitchen tiles marking where the food preparation area started, though it was buried in files and boxes full of files from her father the good reverend's many ventures.

"Ummm... Oh, here," She needed a moment to pick out which binder was hers and which were just more of her dad's. She grabbed a blue one off the piano covered in photos of the Caffrey-Kavanaugh clan, including more than a few of the late Katelyn Caffrey in full formal dress uniform of the Destiny City Police Department.

Evie just sort of haphazardly tossed the overstuffed binder towards Chris. "I forget which night you needed 'em for, but I haven't missed a night, so." Well she missed one, but so much had happened that she had forgotten there was even a class that day.

"Ha! No." Evie was exactly the opposite of creatively inclined. The artsiest she got was rearranging the aquarium in her room. "My dad used to make my sister take lessons, but I don't think the thing's even been tuned in yeeeears. It's mostly just here because of family stuff."

She had just stuffed the very end of her sandwich in her mouth when he asked and leaned way over, rendered mute. But her brow knitted at the missing lecture notes and she scuttled down the hall to her room to produce another binder. Nope, not misfiled.

She slid on her socked foot across the floor to take a closer look at the dates and was about to check her calender when-- whoops.

She didn't have all the notes. Because that was the night she went to a senshi meeting and ended up nearly getting killed by a goddamned General-King.

And that was the one he also missed. Odd. And by odd unsettling. He could've been at that meeting. Or he could've been crashing the meeting. Or he could've just plain been busy but that was HUGE coincidence. "Yeah... it happened. A lot of people missed that one," She said, trying to choose her words carefully. "...Maybe they slid to the bottom of my bag. Hold on."

There was definitely a sudden overdose of tension in the air, completely destroying the previous light and casual demeanor from just a few moments earlier.

Evie had reached an odd level of paranoia, occasionally poking her head out of her room to make sure Chris was still there, worrying about his grades and not... touching anything. She did toy with the fact that she was being unreasonable, but, it was a big coincidence.

And she had also concocted some weird scenario where his 'act' was hiding a sordid individual like the weird military guy that attacked her at the bakery. Yes. What an unconvincing act, too. Obviously.

Evie was unsure how to confess she wasn't at the meeting either, like that would accidentally ~reveal~ something. Projected guilt, somewhat. Even though there were a million reasons someone could miss a class, she knew where she was, and that there were lots of people in their age range there, and that ramped up all of the unease in admitting she didn't have an alibi.

"Well I guess I don't--"

"Well, I'm off!" Just when she'd mustered up the courage, her father, who was probably the least threatening human being in the world, decided to dodder in around his columns of boxes and files, with a plate of perfectly baked lemon bars he most likely made himself. "Get along with your sister. Oh, hi!" He was in a rush, and didn't have time for introductions, but he did offer Chris a lemon bar and shouted something to Evie about not doing something she'd regret with her little boyfriend. Evie just made a face that made her look like an indignant frog for a second. Comments like that led her to believe the reverend was in denial about his daughter's tendency to bring home other girls. And he had just offered a possible Negaverser/DMC senshi a lemon bar. And that was just awful. She took a brief moment to be bewildered before continuing.

"I guess I missed that day," She said, carefully watching his expression. "I was... busy."

Evie had just started to relax, thinking she was spending too much time around her sister and had no reason to assume Chris had been at the meeting or a meeting crasher. Until he brought up a 'thing' he had to go to, and she had to mentally talk herself down again.

"Yeah, he's busy. And kind of the mom around here," She said, grabbing a lemon bar and cramming it in her face to stall for a moment to pick her words carefully. "Same. I had a... meet up thing with some friends," Then she tried to laugh it off like she wasn't completely wound up on the inside. "First time I missed a class, but everyone gets to be irresponsible sometimes, right?"

She made a bit of a face at the reminder of the exam, though. A lot of things were slipping her mind lately. "Like I'm ever ready. And my Nazi of a boss has me working shifts during all the time I could be studying until then." Not exactly true, but sometimes when Evie had a choice between patrolling with a teammate and risking a mediocre grade it wasn't always an easy choice.

Evie had to grit her teeth to hold her tongue when he started randomly bringing up the meeting night and the fatalities. Okay, obviously he was on the wrong side because what a psycho.

She stared at him for a quiet moment, mouth in a pressed, straight line until she said in a slow tone that had a hint of accusation to it. "Yeah... I heard. Crazy s**t, huh? Heard it was terrorists."

She stared at him, not saying a word. Maybe she was wrong and he was a perfectly normal guy who just liked randomly bringing up deaths he'd read about in the paper. but in that case he could think she was weird and socially awkward and flee and that would be just fine with her.

"Hey, isn't that the day you skipped class? Lucky you weren't there, right?" Though it was said more in a flat monotone than like a question.

Evie's eye twitched slightly when he asked if she believed it. "Of course! Who wouldn't?"

And then she slammed the table with her fist in a mock 'eureka!' fashion and stood up to give him an overly dramatic point. "Oh! Right! Because you're part of it!" It meaning war, but she was hoping on the off chance she had just blown her cover as a not crazy person she could say something like the media agenda or something. she did have something of a reputation for being a hippie on campus and then he could leave thinking she was only kind of unbalanced.

Dana busted in the front door, peeking through the cutaway in the wall at the entrance to see the accusatory stance her sister had taken and seemingly forgot what she rushed in for. She walked over, a bit behind Chris and gave Evie a sarcastic smile at all the awkwardness in the room. "Heeey, sis, whatcha doin'?" In a very "OH U" sort of tone. Evie had obviously lost some brains to this senshi thing.

"Dana, get away from him," Evie snapped, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her to her side of the small table that had seemingly become a line in the sand.

"Yeah right, you were practically bragging," Evie accused, honestly projecting way more of her own thoughts onto what he said and exacerbating the whole 'randomly bringing up deaths' thing, whatever that was.

Dana kind of pressed her lips together in a bit of a resigned smile, accepting the humiliation of the family fate had burdened her with. Judging by the lemon bars, their doddering father had torn through here recently, and now Evie was interrogating him or something. "I'm sorry, my sister's a lesbian and doesn't understand that psychotic accusations aren't the proper way to treat tall Italians," The preteen said in half a swoon and lifted her hand in a little wave before Evie pulled it down. "Knock it off, Day."

Dana managed to get out a questioning syllable before her much taller sister looped her arms under hers and picked her up, which was just humiliating, I mean, for gods sakes she was practically a teenager.

"Um..."

"What, Dana?"

"Wel--" Finally taking her mind off of the confrontation she'd walked in on, she recalled she did run in the house and deadbolt the door for a reason. A reason that only announced its presence with a low, barely audible growl before splintering through the door in a mass of youma with mismatched animal paws on an odd number of legs, snarling and hissing at the assumed easy prey that got away minutes earlier.

"s**t," Evie reacted in a knee jerk shove, pushing her sister behind her so there was a suitable human shield between the civilian kid and youma and she frantically grasped around for her pen.

"It followed me home, can I keep him?" Dana asked sarcastically.