[ open ] can't make it all alone

[contactsports]

WHO: Zelda Spellman & you
WHERE: Maurtia Falls #001, Heropa
WHEN: Near the Solstice
WHAT: Zelda prepares for the holiday
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MAURTIA FALLS #001 [ closed to occupants or vistors ]

As the Solstice approaches, Zelda is getting into the holiday spirit. Granted, what that spirit looks like is relative. While she's done nothing to encroach on any decor or celebration the other inhabitants of the house may partake in, she has her own way of doing things, too. This is why it won't be unusual to find a few festive inverted pentagrams here and there and Zelda spending her evenings relaxed on the couch, a burning cigarette in hand, drinking a glass of gin and paging through a haunted holiday classic.

Come the night before the Solistice, she places a Yule log into the fireplace and lights it, keeping a close eye on it as the flames lick around it. She's eager to inform everyone of its importance; "The lit Yule log protects this house, and bars all manner of evil and mischevious spirits. It is of the utmost importance that it stays lit through the Solistice when the veil is at its thinnest -- especially with all the strange occurrences as of late."

HEROPA

Zelda isn't blind to what's been going on around the country the last couple of weeks, but since it hadn't seemed to directly affect her she hadn't seemed to particularly care. This means business as usual - although, for today, that business is in the sunny city of Heropa, Zelda's least favorite place. She pursuing an outdoor shopping mall, wearing a large-brimmed, black hat (it's no wonder why those once had been so fashionable among witches) and dark sunglasses, examing the stalls and shops for the things she needs. While it might be unbelievable, she's Christmas shopping. Although she would never admit it, Sabrina is enamored with the ridiculous holiday and a gift would make her happy. And if Zelda gets Sabrina a gift, it's rude to not get everyone a gift, right?

And maybe even a few little things for herself. The sales are good this time of year, after all.

She's in a good enough mood up until she encounters a man dressed up as Santa--complete with a beard and mistletoe patterned board shorts in honor of the sunny weather--who has probably nipped at the eggnog a bit too much. He starts to follow her around which is at first a novelty and then becomes incredibly annoying, to the point where she finally speeds into the nearest store, turning around to wave her hand at the door before she can be further followed.

"Vobis non transeat." Although unassuming shoppers won't have an issue coming in and out, drunk board-short Santa will find himself left out in the cold - so to speak. Zelda takes a minute to get her bearings, finally looking around in the store which has turned out to be a very obnoxious Christmas decoration store. Every surface is covered with baubles and grinning snowmen and colorful nativities, and Zelda's likely to be there for a long, long while yet.

She lets out an ever-suffering sigh. "Well, this certainly limits my options."

Comments

[sathan]

( we. part of her wanted to wash her hands of the whole thing but part of her also knew that she had to be involved, particularly when it involved hell )

Until then we manage what else there is. This-- oddity of a world.

[contactsports]

And in the meantime, what will you do with those of us you rallied to raise the Sisters?

[ She leans forward, her eyes wide with anticipation. ]

Do you intend on keeping together this coven of wayward witches?

[sathan]

I do. The Sisters weren't my only intention with that.

( and initially when she'd been thinking of it and posited it the sisters hadn't been her plan but it had simply been well-timed )

Many of these witches have no other from their home. At least with us they have somewhere to explore their magic, to have a familiarity that you share with Sabrina.

( not just family but at least having someone to talk to that understood )

[contactsports]

All of our magic is quite different. Not to mention the... turmoil that has encompassed our faith. At least, of mine and Sabrina's.

[ Mostly hers. Zelda knows where Sabrina's heart really is, and it never was with the Dark Lord. ]

Do you truly think such a haphazard alignment will remain compatible?

[sathan]

( it's a good job she isn't asking them to worship anyone )

There's something that could be learned. I'd rather focus the attention there.

( they may ne different but there were other ways to work together, to lend support, energy, belief )

To them it would be preferable to being alone.

[contactsports]

Perhaps to all of us.

[ As aloof as Zelda might seem, she does prefer not being alone. She's not complete without Hilda as it is, although she'd be loath to admit it. ]

But we must soldier on, I suppose. Make do with what we've been given here.

[sathan]

And we will.

( and perhaps it pleases her a little that zelda can accept what she's doing )

This city won't claim us.

[contactsports]

Nothing will claim us.

[ She tilts her chin proudly. If she is tied to this fate and Sabrina and Lilith speak of, she doesn't intend to turn her back on it.

Besides, being free of the Dark Lord? She never dared dream of such liberation. ]

Never again.

[sathan]

( the statement and conviction behind her words earns zelda a genuine smile, pleased by how the conversation has turned and-- glad that the woman is at least on the same side even if not really stood with her. tentative allies are better than no allies )

Never again.

( and perhaps this would really change a few things of their lives in the cities )

But-- I shouldn't take up more of your time. If you could let Sabrina know about the cookies?

( in a slightly too-sweet tone )

[contactsports]

[ That tone makes Zelda's eyes narrow suspiciously. Tentative allies, perhaps, but the stress would remain on tentative. ]

I will let her know, of course.