All Hallows Eve Aknocking
31th of October 2006 A.D.
Restored all Essence -> Now at 12/12
As the sun slips through the sky, pale and distant in the October air branches scratching at the window you hear the neighbor's dog bar in the distance , perhaps a futile attempt to ward off the neighbor kids, already getting ready for free candy day, perhaps a little more. Are there more crows on the phone lines than there used to be? Is that a black cat or just a trick of the light? The wind snatches up bits of music from the rush of passing cars and the lights flicker on like little stars threaded though with wires, one two three, four. Except that last one that seems to be moving on its own... a trick of the light surely and not a curious pixie. Hope's going out for the first time this year which means that Daniel is on jawa-watching duty, a fact which had left him stomping around grumpily all day, until that is Lydia has showed up to help shepherd them along. She's dressed in this white-laced pseudo-Victorian number, though you are pretty sure the actual Victorians would have a fit at the slit on the side and the slash of blood red lipstick.
"What are you going as?" Leech asks pugnaciously, maybe at just the thought of Daniel being with a girl, though she has not been having the best day either. Your little sister has a great memory for some things, numbers, grudges and where she put the latest number of Scientific American, not so much for Halloween costumes, which is how she ended up dresses as a pirate, using some of the stuff at the back of the attic. It was either than or Zorro and dad had vetoed making her a sword to go with that consume. She can have one when she knows how to use it, which in leech's case is likely to be never, swords aren't her style
"A vampire," Lydia shrugs. "Or a ghost. In mythology they are closer than you might think."
Rolling your eyes at the double meaning, ghosts are indeed closer to the world of the living tonight than any other might you cannot help but smile. It's nice to know she's going with in case something nasty decides to take a pot shot, but it's also nice seeing Lydia getting to have some fun. She doesn't think he's too old or too cool to be toting around a candy bag... which is more than can be said for Matthew.
If he asks about the route one more time...
"So we are going down by the Denny's right, not left around the block? Because we always go there and it's... er... borring."
...you think Daniel might just lock him in the basement from the look of him. Matthew does not want his friends to see him doing something as uncool as Trick or Treating even though the Soul Society inspired costume is probably the best one here.
Amanda is dressed as Belle from Beauty and the Beast, not the princess-y version but the one at the start of the movie, complete with book-prop while Hope is still young enough to be happy going as 'princess classic', which is to say a vaguely rotund wag of teal skirts presently bouncing in excitement at finally getting to 'go after the candy'. That is what she looks like
before she had sweets in her.
Maybe going out to beard the Fey Queen in her den isn't so bad comparatively, you think amused.
Mom catches you by the door as she is wont to do. "Molly are you
sure?'
"I need to prove I can stand on my own two feet mom," you answer, followed by the reassurance that had by now become refrain. "It's Accord Neutral Territory." Thank God she did not actually read the part of the Accords about displaying stolen treasures or she would never let you go alone.
She hugs you, warm and comforting, you hug her back, not as cold as you used to me, but your decision stands. You are metaphorically loaded for T-Rex when it comes to this talk, the last thing you want is anyone caught in the crossfire.
"Stay safe." She kisses your forehead and runs her hands through your hair, not even commenting on the colors.
"You too mom, you too."
Parting from dad is shorter, but no less emotional. The armor beneath your clothes clinks softly when he squeezes your shoulder, a reminder that you might be going off to a fight of some kind, against the fey, against people who might want to disrupt the meeting, God only knows what else.
With a silent prayer you cross the threshold out into the crisp evening air, Black Rider's Lights spilling out ahead of him as the doors click open
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The journey to Mac's is at once too long, filled with worries and thoughts of how you might greet Mab , what you might tell her as much as what she might know, and to short like you had barely had time to settle back into your seat when the earthy green door comes into view.
Showtime
How do you greet the Queen of Winter
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OOC: No rolls for this one since it was more of a touching base with family update after all the action and lore. 
