At some point Alida became fixated on the idea of monsters. Possibly it was Marc's insistence that she wasn't one. Possibly it was the fact that there were much more monstrous things in the Nexus, asking questions, poking around, than she was. Possibly it was the way the voices changed, here, the blood of Malkav in her ears, in her soul, moving ( Read more... )

It took about a week; to return to the house in the Nexus, for the house and Marc to acclimate to one another, for Marc to acclimate to the Nexus in general ( Read more... )

( Mention this to me and watch the weather change. )

She hadn't been hunting. That was the somewhat amusing thing, in as much as a near-death experience could be amusing. She'd simply been finding the nearest park, the nearest hospital, the nearest lake and the nearest cemetery. These things for some reason were always the ones she found first, wanted to find first, in case something happened. The ( Read more... )

Alida found a house.

( She hadn't been looking for a house. )