Forward Momentum

[Alice Hart]

Alice felt adrift, even as she knew she was encased in ice. She was miles away from the girl who freshly blind climbed a brick wall to reach the roof, who walked until her feet were bloody and she met the Sisters Three...she felt like a warped version of the girl who first came to Sacrament.

This wasn't good.

She was different. She had changed. She'd given herself to the Crone and Sworn herself to Astraeus and his family.

Only...
...she'd made a hash out of it.

She could only blame the Brood for so much. She hadn't opened the Necropolis to the Domain for the Winter Solstice. She could have. Should have. But didn't. It didn't matter that there wasn't a temple sequestered within. She should have...she needs to realize that Gilroy's gone. And it's long passed time for her to crave out her own place of worship within the withered deep kingdom.

Even if that took her farther, and farther away from the Stars, and the Winds...The Spring Equinox would be next and with another Acolyte within the Domain...it would be observed. At least by the two of them.

Forcing the Blood to move as she leaned against a lamp post or a street sign Alice waits for the Acolyte, Nic. Whom she should have questioned longer during the women's Acknowledgement, but trusted that the Gods had placed her to intercept Alice for a reason.

[Alice Hart]

Book Keeping~

[Alice Hart]

Leaning against the steel, Alice hears hesitant kine steps, and stilted kine voices avoiding the wraith in under the light, various cars and other vehicles driving passed until one stops.

The door unlocks and Alice hears Nic's voice in invitation, "Good Evening Miss Khass," says the Haunt once she's pulled herself into the car, mastering the Wraith as it hisses and spits. Coiling around her spine, ice crawling through her veins. Demanding she end this bitch and not entertain another amiable overcompensation. Alice's sometimes-prop-and-sometimes-not folding cane following deftly after her. "No, not to terribly long at all."

Taking a moment to enjoy the scent of sage and the warmth of the heater, not having a car and living in the Caldarium meant that she rarely ever felt artificial warmth like this, at least outside of the Nox.

"Thank you for meeting me." a smile as artificial as the warmth, "And agreeing to drive around for a bit. I didn't want to meet in my office. This doesn't have to do with my duties as Seneschal, and speaking in any public location," a pause neither of them knew each other enough to trust the other with the location of their Havens. "We'd need to guard our words, and I would prefer to not do so tonight."

[Alice Hart]

Before her questions could be answered, Nic receives a call. From what Alice could gather it sounded important. Perhaps having to do with her Kine identity.

Perhaps the Gods were sending the Acolytes a sign. Tonight was not the night to speak of them, but to concentrate on mortal concerns.

Alice opens the car door and leaves the Refined Savage to it.

As it's been 10 days since I last posted, I'm just going to wrap this now.