What the Cat Saw
22st of July 2006 A.D.
There is a thing you learned about fear over the last few hours and you do not know if it is a 'Molly is strange and glowing green' thing or if everyone feels this way: Every new jolt of pure terror makes the precious threats fade back into a background of anxiety. Suddenly dealing with Katrina and the Corpsetaker seems a lot more doable when faced with the prospect of perhaps working at cross-purposes with Queen Mab, the ruler of the place that still haunts your nightmares.
"Where you are weak bluff," Usum hisses at the back of your mind.
"The cold queen does not know you and cannot read you, I do not think she knows what she has bound down through the ages. Though you may be slain it abides, your own hatred with the knowlege of imprisonment mingled would make for enmity borne across the rivers of death onto any who might take up the Crown. There are few things as frightful to the deathless as a willingness to die."
Yikes... that goes into the 'holly heck' emergency box. Still you do not dismiss it entirely, there is something almost beguiling about making strength from weakness.
You notice Harry looking at you funny, too much introspection. "Before we do anything else, we need to know what Mab intends to do with him once she finds him. Thankfully, I have just the tool for the job. Now, tell me - was there any one or anything else present during your deal with Winter Queen? Mouse? MIster?"
"You're going to try to scry Mab?" Harry sounds alarmed. "That's... even if you could do itI don't think you want to know what's inside her head. Hells' Bells I don't want to find out."
Shifting a little on the bed, caught between bragging and unease you explain: "Uriel, the archangel asked dad to ask me not to look at the Sword with that. I think it would work fine, I just need a focus. I could use you since you talked to her but..." Even longer hesitation this time. "I don;t want to burn that in case you get in trouble and I have to find you."
"Molly you're not supposed to..."
"What's 'supposed to' got to do with it?" you cut him off, fear suddenly boiling over into anger. "I was supposed to still be nailed to that damn tree if you had not gotten to me and accidentally hit the ice-prison that held my Crown, if I was not the closest, most fitting bearer because I failed. Now I have power, if that means helping to keep you out of trouble well that is my call isn't it." Looking him straight in the eye you say: "I know you are planning something to help Lydia, well I want yo help too and I don't want you to get hurt. So let's not trip over each other, OK?"
"OK," he says slowly. "Just don't throw yourself into the line of fire thinking you are invulnerable. I remember what being seventeen and new to magic was like."
Normally you would be annoyed that he tried to play off 'sage advice', but given the circumstances you'll take the win where you can find it. And a win it is indeed, as he explains that Mister had also been present when Mab gave him his task, thus making him a potential focus for asking about her purpose.
Apparently not even the Queen of Air and Darkness can disturb his most important nap, so who are you do do so? You stare at the big grey ball of fur, sleeping on the bathroom rug and think back to the day and the hour Harry had given you for the meeting:
"What did the one you saw meet with Harry have in store for Arwan if she can find him?"
The answer comes clinking like frozen gears turning in a distant hall far off:
"Queen Mab means to transfer the mantle of the Ankou to his daughter who willl then serve her in exchange for her father's life, thus will she have vengeance of for the remaining span of his days and a servant she can more easily mold to her whims"
Had she been waiting for him to have a kid and for that kid to be old enough to take on the mantle? You wonder, or is this fortuitous circumstance as far as Mab is concerned.
Lost 1 Essence -> Now at 7/12
As you recount what you had learned to Harry you can see the resolve harden behind deep brown eyes. One thing to protect an once-god who made a deal with Kemmler from Mab's wrath, another to keep his daughter, an innocent, from being ensnared in her power for all time.
What do you do with the information?
[] Tell Lydia, it's her life and her father that's in danger
[] Get Harry to find Arwan, he cannot call Mab if you knock him out
[] Maybe Harry has a better idea
[] Write in
OOC: Welp you have just taken a cosmic ice pick to Mab's layers of plans, now the question is what you do with the information. 
