Private Journal Entry - Ice - Day Eight
Private entry - Icetenari
Written late at night
Laurel says the Powers are talking. I suppose she'd know before the rest of us.
I do wonder what they're saying. I suppose I'll be enlightened soon enough. Or not, whichever the case may be.
I have the lists - the expected and intended arrivals lists. They aren't as helpful as I would have liked, and they do keep changing. There are no names, just vague ideas of powers, though I suppose the names will fill in as they arrived. Pity we didn't have these earlier ... though it's a pity I didn't start here first, rather than Laurel.
All's well enough now though. I arrived in time to prevent anything truly untoward from happening, I suppose.
I do hate to think what she would've done with Severus' confession that he was a spy. While it would likely have been amusing in retrospect, I wouldn't have wished that discussion on my worst enemy.
I'm still not completely sure I'm handling that situation well enough however. I trust him, I suppose, though how far can you trust a man who has admited to an ability to block probing minds? And now that his reason for being here may be compromised, what then? I can't help but wonder if I should talk with Lily about this. But she, like so many of the others here, is just a child. I suppose I should just let it run its course, whatever that may be.
I wonder if I'll look back on these words with regret, later.
And I wonder how much of my desire to keep him here is selfish motivation. There are so few adults here - older adults, at any rate - that can actually carry on a thoughtful conversation. Edward is a good conversation partner, though he is often preoccupied with his fianceé.Jake is strangely good conversation for one so young, though I suppose he's had as much experience as any of the other adults. Ones who've seen war. The rest ... I've seen too much of their minds to truly desire seeking them out for conversation.
I wonder if I credit Acevona too much in thinking this may be deliberate. That she knew - somehow - I would be surrounded by children and would be more inclined to trust an adult, to make allowances I wouldn't otherwise. But I don't think that's the case, unless she knows far more about us than we know about her.
Speaking of her ... I should see about sending someone over there, soon. At the moment, my options are fairly limited ... the ones that might be good would be recognized, and I won't send any of the children. No one on the list looks promising, either, though I suppose I might be surprised. For now, I suppose flying blind is how we'll be.
To be fair, she's flying just as blind - her spy's on our side. I hope, at any rate. Though if he's not ... I suppose there's nothing he knows that I'd mind her knowing. I did talk a fair bit to him today, more personal things than I usually let out - but it isn't anything she doesn't already know.
It is interesting ... fighting against someone you've known for well over a century. We didn't know each other intimately, but well enough that it puts a very interesting edge on the game.
We'll see how this goes. I do have a cemetary to set up, and I believe most of the populace should be asleep by now. A funeral tomorrow, and we'll see where things go from there.
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Written late at night
Laurel says the Powers are talking. I suppose she'd know before the rest of us.
I do wonder what they're saying. I suppose I'll be enlightened soon enough. Or not, whichever the case may be.
I have the lists - the expected and intended arrivals lists. They aren't as helpful as I would have liked, and they do keep changing. There are no names, just vague ideas of powers, though I suppose the names will fill in as they arrived. Pity we didn't have these earlier ... though it's a pity I didn't start here first, rather than Laurel.
All's well enough now though. I arrived in time to prevent anything truly untoward from happening, I suppose.
I do hate to think what she would've done with Severus' confession that he was a spy. While it would likely have been amusing in retrospect, I wouldn't have wished that discussion on my worst enemy.
I'm still not completely sure I'm handling that situation well enough however. I trust him, I suppose, though how far can you trust a man who has admited to an ability to block probing minds? And now that his reason for being here may be compromised, what then? I can't help but wonder if I should talk with Lily about this. But she, like so many of the others here, is just a child. I suppose I should just let it run its course, whatever that may be.
I wonder if I'll look back on these words with regret, later.
And I wonder how much of my desire to keep him here is selfish motivation. There are so few adults here - older adults, at any rate - that can actually carry on a thoughtful conversation. Edward is a good conversation partner, though he is often preoccupied with his fianceé.Jake is strangely good conversation for one so young, though I suppose he's had as much experience as any of the other adults. Ones who've seen war. The rest ... I've seen too much of their minds to truly desire seeking them out for conversation.
I wonder if I credit Acevona too much in thinking this may be deliberate. That she knew - somehow - I would be surrounded by children and would be more inclined to trust an adult, to make allowances I wouldn't otherwise. But I don't think that's the case, unless she knows far more about us than we know about her.
Speaking of her ... I should see about sending someone over there, soon. At the moment, my options are fairly limited ... the ones that might be good would be recognized, and I won't send any of the children. No one on the list looks promising, either, though I suppose I might be surprised. For now, I suppose flying blind is how we'll be.
To be fair, she's flying just as blind - her spy's on our side. I hope, at any rate. Though if he's not ... I suppose there's nothing he knows that I'd mind her knowing. I did talk a fair bit to him today, more personal things than I usually let out - but it isn't anything she doesn't already know.
It is interesting ... fighting against someone you've known for well over a century. We didn't know each other intimately, but well enough that it puts a very interesting edge on the game.
We'll see how this goes. I do have a cemetary to set up, and I believe most of the populace should be asleep by now. A funeral tomorrow, and we'll see where things go from there.
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