Sitting down in her home, backpacked stuffed with enough supplies to last her a few days, including plenty of water to refill her waterskin with. Not new to this particular kind of things, almost feeling nostalgic it had been quite some time sense undertaking something like this, private phone put away and turned off in her bag. No one that wanted to reach her that way was that important, work phone with her but at least that held a charge far better, and no tutoring sessions for the next few days.

Closing her eyes and breathing in the fresh air from the opened window before starting to draw the symbols floating around her in, deep breathing, focusing all of her effort into working her will into being.
Sense life humans ritual casting, 14 successes total

Focusing her efforts to make it endure for a week, and making sure to keep it cloaked, all else spent of focusing on its potency, not wanting to give anyone a chance to hide easily.

Eyes flickering open not long before the rising of the sun, ready to tackle the task. Heading into the buzzling city and over towards the sanctum store of Eidolon, walking up to it and looking at the entrance, and over towards the windows feeling her nails sharpen with tense fingers, a flash of emotions overwhelming but just as quickly fading away. Having forgiven him perhaps, yet what was that all old saying, hell hath no wrath like a woman scorned.

Shaking her head with a momentarily somber look, almost wishing she could push through that infernal mental barrier to allow the feelings to gush forth for a moment, knowing she did not have it in her to actually do that anymore and hadn´t in some time.

Walking slowly whilst looking inside as well as she could without entering, noticing the small layers of dust reflected by the light of the sun and walking over to find a spot to seat herself. Occasionally getting up and moving around whilst keeping the place within her range, fingers fidgeting with her poison necklace whilst fighting against each insistent tingling of person walking into her field, mentally occupied to see when it would occur within the building.

Day slowly passing her by, night taking its place, forcing her to stay more on the move to deal with the cold but at least having a freer mind, trying to push herself awake for as long as possible without going to the extreme before ducking away to rejuvenate herself.
Simulate basic needs 3 successes


Repeating the process for the day after, occasionally taking the opportunity to talk with some random people, walking up to a street vendor for a hot beverage and a cup of cocoa, bless the season for that and not just having coffee ones, yusch not an edible thing at all.

Watching the setting of the sun, and the slow approach for the through night hours once more, keeping in motion with a repeat of last nights endeavors.
Simulate basic needs 2 successes


And the rising of a new dawn, feeling the 48 hour cycle approach, yet not contempt, grabbing a new cocoa and nursing, making sure to grab a new one before the vendor heads away for the day and the night once more leaving its mark, pushing herself through the slowly building fatigue, keeping an eye on the windows for a flicker of light should he be cloaked from her senses, passing by with a look to areas that the fireplace within should light up, half wishing she could just sit inside by the fire like once before, trying to force a smile at the memory but feeling the hollowness of such a thing, there was no one else there so why bother?

Watching the rising of the sun, creaking her neck whilst watching the final hours begin to countdown, the streets starting to get busy once more, grabbing her morning cocoa and one of her bars before heading back towards the quarters, having 72 hours with no life, the store not opening, and no one had seen him, it did not look like he would be coming around and had truly left. I wonder how a store license and rent works in these cases, it has to be far to expensive to just keep it open sanctum or not.

Taking up her phone to send away one message that she was fine, back from her camping trip but very tired before heading into the circle, writing a letter, delivering it and back to her room, gear of, arms stretched out and in the land of dreams before she has time to notice.