12 Mar 2012
9am on a Monday
Department of Magical Law Enforcement
The office of Harper Graves

It had taken a little longer to get in to see her lawyer than Savvina Katopodis would have liked, but the full moon and weekend necesitated the delay. By Monday morning, MLP agents were ushering Savvina into Harper's office. There was no longer cause for handcuffs for the werewolf-in-limbo. Several other aspects of Savvina's custody had become more casual in these last several weeks. Today she had with her a cup of this morning's coffee and was wearing a loose, long black cardigan over the grey uniform.

Since Harper Graves became Savvina's defense lawyer, they'd been meeting nearly every week whethere there was an update in the case or not. Sometimes some other urgent business kept the appointments from being kept, but Savvina knew there wasn't much the savvy and kind Harper could do about it.

But this meeting, Savvina had demanded off schedule. Demanded in the angry throes of the full moon's eve a few days ago, demanded by way of having Kurby Bagnold prove himself 'useful'.[1]

It hadn't been her best moment, but it felt like such a break had been coming for awhile.

Savvina greeted Harper with a, "good morning," as she entered, then sat down and crossed one leg over the other. She was far more at ease and far more herself with Harper than she was on their first meeting.[2] With Harper, she'd grown to trust she truly had her best interests in mind. It helped, somehow and possibly naively, that she wasn't British.

1.	07 Mar 2012 - Edges of the Earth
2.	03 Jan 2012 - O Time, Won't You Come