Questions Hanging Heavy
7th of January 2007 A.D.
"Dad..." the word does
not sound like it was choked out of you somehow. "You guys can be my backup, Harry can you raise a veil around me that makes it so other people can't see me, but she can," you tip your head towards the girl atop the fire escape.
"On it," Lydia says even as Tiffany corrects "Around
us.If you are planning to do what I think you're going to..."
"Don't want to walk into her sanctum if I can help it," you say, true as far as it goes, but you also don't want your father in this conversation. He's seen worse, he'd dealt with worse, intellectually you know that, but you don't want to drop this on him and if this goes bad... well then Katherine will be dead and the horror that lead her here will be buried with her.
"Just what are you planning?" Harry asks.
The two of you share a look. "Well, we are kind of in a hurry right..."
***
Visitations are an excellent way to get someone to doubt their faith, so said the Archive who had borne witness to all the history of mankind and so as Harry utters 'Obscurata' the two of you take flight, on chill winds and stone wings, light silver and green dancing in tandem as even the city that never sleeps had not seen.
Lost 1 Essence (BRR: Flight) -> Now at 5/15
The dark haired woman's eyes snap to the ground the moment the magic starts and you can feel her will gathering. True the Archive is prepared to shut her down with extreme prejudice, but all of you know that if it comes to that if she throws a deadly spell she's not coming out of this alive. Harry can only turn a blind eye so far.
"Katherine Campbell know that you have been lied to!"
"A lie unspeakable, but the heart's truth will have its due!"
"That which left you sick to your bones, your new path doubting..."
"Was not the weakness she claimed, t'was his blood from the earth calling!"
As the echoes of your twined voices fade she stands unmoving, as though they had the power to turn her to stone. Then the cigarette drops from her hand, still burning, it falls against her hand singing her skin. As though the pain had awoken her, awoken something in her she screams "Leave me alone! You took him! You monsters and goblins and faeries! Leave me alone!"
"A fairy I am not, though wings I have," Tiffany speaks first, her voice serene, no sign of her usual sheen of light sarcasm
"A monster I am not, though some have called me such," you pick up the proclamation. At another time saying that might have sent your mind spinning, wondering at the meanings of words, but not here and now, you have to keep the cadence, to strike just hard enough to keep her feeling and not acting, but not so hard as to break her with a single strike.
"Your brother we did not take from you," a sigh like wind chines passes Lasciel's... Lash's lips, though so you imagine that angel she once was might have appeared on the even of the Fall.
"From you we wish nothing," you say with utmost sincerity.
"Save that you know in your head the truth that your heart had guessed at," she finishes. "We wish that Josh be at peace and you likewise."
"It's the things at the cabin, it was always them, they don't always look like monsters at first, but monsters make more monsters, like sculptures out of finely marbled meat." The words, the images they conjure should repel them, but in this place and in this hour you know they are the right ones so on you plow upon a field of tears.
"God.... Why? Why
God!" As she screams the last word she collapses onto the railing. For that you do not have an answer.
Tiffany's answer is to fly over and grab her wrist. At first you think it's to knock her out, but instead of fainting Katherine's muscles relax her posture shifts, her pupils narrow up again, every single stress reaction expunged in an instant.
"You still get a choice," she whispers. "Do you want to forget?"
"I... I want to die, I think... But then I'll be with Him! He's already won hasn't He? No God but Leviathan, playing with his food?"
"That's just another lie, to get you to walk into his mouth," you say, stepping onto the bare steel platform.
"Maybe that's where I deserve to be."
Before you can tackle that Tiffany speaks. "You are going to have to forget some things, the keys, the paths through the dark. If you want we can make it more."
"Everything." Despair is all the more dreadful for how still she is, how calm her breathing. "Let me have death of the mind if not the body."
"Then you won't know what's out there, what might be coming for you still," Tiffany points out, one wing starting to curl around the girl's back before she stops herself. "But you can still forget how and when and where, those things you do not need to know to stay safe."
"Why should I be safe?" That question you had been expecting.
"Because that is one more person safe from the monsters." Even you do not know where sympathy for Katherine ends and spite for Nemesis begins. In the end it doesn't matter, she agrees to come down.
As the veil drops both you and Tiffany are back in ordinary guise. "Thanks for the help back there," you whisper as the Archive leads Katherine towards the playground across the way to perform the memory alteration.
"Least I could do," she shrugs. "If that girl didn't deserve a chance to live her life what hope is there for me? Her faith's gone you know, all the way..." she sighs and looks across the skyline to the east.
Circle Member Gained: Tiffany 'Lash' MacNeil
"Molly, what happened to Katherine?" Dad's question distracts you before you can come up with an answer for Tiffany.
In as few words as you can manage you explain what had happened to Josh, what He Who Walks Beside tried to make of his sister. There is no need to look deep or wonder at his reaction. It hits him hard, but guilt does not drown out the relief in the knowledge that Katherine at least might be able to find her way out of this nightmare. The Ventori would be keeping an eye on Katherine, to make sure she is safe, in both senses of the word and you had left her with links by which to find members of the Order of the Cauldron online. Harry would stick around town for at least a week to help purge tainted paraphernalia and offer what basic lessons in magic he can across the gulf between mortal magic and a changeling's talents.
What do you do next?
[] Go to Vegas, you feel like kicking the shit out of Nemesis' friends to make yourself feel better
[] The Bridges of the Spirit, continue your training with Brother Divsimar not in the ways of the spirit but the mind, the Bridge of Dreams
[] Higher Education: According to Od... that is Donar Vadderung Cambridge Massachusetts is in in a power void at the moment, one that given the power and influence certain factions of the unseen world could acquire by getting their hooks into the students early could be a lot of trouble down the road. On the other hand that very fact could be of great use to you. Check it out, see if you can establish a presence there. After all it is quite close by water.
[] Write in
OOC: I thought about doing another update but that would not have been that interesting so here we are again.