On Wings of Wax

Atticus turned as he hears the magic word... "Whiskey." Atticus gives a sharp nod of his head and turns around making his way out of the room. There wasn't anything else for him hear. She was gone and he had his own work to do. Plus, she wouldn't want everyone sitting around crying for her. A party was more her speed.

Trust the Nine of Cups to know how to move forward. Trust the Nine of Cups to grab the booze. Sure. Why not? Anything to get the emotions of sprayed Vitae and violence off her mind. As they came downstairs, as they began their macabre celebration of life over a glass of what mortals would have called the good stuff, Lina Moretti knew there was a conversation that she would have to have imminently.

What followed that conversation would suck... but right now, they had remembrances.

Great scene!