A quiet retrospective

[Alicia Silvers]

Grabbing the sheets, gently placing it by her nose and taking a deep inhale with a silent nod, the new little tweaks having left it with the scent she had indeed been searching for now just to see how long it would keep. Tossing it aside to be placed unto her bed soon, grabbing the next part of the laundry whilst starting to think back and reflect upon this first task she had inserted herself to get involved with for the sake of the domain.

The strange meeting in the park where she along with Verity and Otto had come together, how they got caught in the powers of the ghost whilst she was so adamant to investigate the bush that moved without a seeming reason to. It all being before she believed it was a ghost of course, powers and things science could not explain sure she was walking proof of that but a ghost well that was a new one. The investigation having proved nothing though, nothing but the faint scent of dried blood, and a knowledge for later. The arguments that had ensued after when Otto had tried to take that pesky Madame to safety in her knocked out state, and how she had to act a calming voice of reason to stop an argument or worse from clashing, leading them to get the number of Diane and progress to gain the Rosary.

Grabbing a pillowcase with another deep inhale and shaking her head, clearly it was not having the same effect on a different material. Tossing it aside, it would need another cycle of a different batch.
Inhaling the scents around her with closing eyes, playing the past couple of months before her eyes, the acquisition of the Rosary that she could nearly have skipped, the sale so simple it was barely worth mentioning, even if there were some oddities in the words that was able to be picked up so did Otto know more about it, of course he did it was neither tied to her ancestral people nor faith, and not like she had ever cared much about those things beyond the teaching of her grandparents, or from some Derasha´s that had stood out not like either was applicable though.

Shaking her head for a moment, the ritual itself barely worth mentioning, it was a night of mixtures that had proved nothing for no one, more than likely only drawn in attention. Even after having asked the woman meant to know in these matters so had Kristen really not offered much, clearly they were all individuals to unprepared for a proper teamwork and something missing to really get it done.

At least the next step had been far more fruitful, not only stopping a group of teenagers from discovering the mysterious goo by the bush, but also finding Alaric and getting him on video, learning his current girlfriends name, how long they had been together, and keeping her from acting up or screaming when the ghost affected her. Keeping things calm whilst getting a timeline of events, a knowledge of how to put things together and when to start looking into information about this ghosts identity. Perhaps this would finally be the final push to get things done.

A soft chuckle as she takes up the last piece with a soft sniff, hesitating for a moment no it might need a different formula as well. Throwing it by the failed pieces to go with the next batch, sitting down and reflecting on the events over and over again, wondering if her words of keeping Otto calm was even needed to be said. His fury and path rightful in a sense, and not one she could argue against to some greater extent, but curious if the acts done would do anything if the ghost was not there to perceive it, would it truly matter?

Noticing the silence and taking out her bed clothes, drying them up and getting them back in the bed, curious to see how the results would be once she would awaken the next night, but for now time was nearing up for the hopefully final push in these matters.

[Alicia Silvers]

Lying down upon her bed with a final one brief thought pattern through the events.
The investigation of the bush, with finding the dried up blood. How she had to calm Diane and deescalate the situation when Diane had argued with Otto over carrying Madame Bela, and the continuation of how that had led them down the path of getting her number and meeting up with Mr.Garter for the sale of the Rosary.
The sale itself that was simple as could be, even if they both saw some issues with the tale of it.
Stretching out her body whilst mentally thinking over the ritual, what had gone wrong there, they all participated but none of them seemed to have the same thoughts, the following along even after having directly asked Kristen to come along only making them all act in a none unified front, individualists with no manners of proper working together.
A fortuitous happenstance of having prevented the teenagers from discovering the odd goo in the ground by the bush, and by happenstance or fortune it had also led her to finding Alaric. Calling Otto away from his endeavors at the time to share in with him and let him get a sight of the man as well. And even catching a glimpse of Alaric upon video, keeping his girlfriend calm as the ghost damaged her and giving them information as to what had likely happened along with a timeline to make things easier to track and get a grip of. Making sure to grab her name, and the curiosity of how Otto would have reacted had she not spoken against going old testament upon him just yet, staying adamant in making him see the necessity of keeping him alive for now.