THE MOCK VICTIM

[strangerpeople]

[The morning atmosphere is quiet, when the Titled wake up. Not just quiet, but almost relieving. The strange sensation that they had felt since they received those terrible letters is, if not completely gone, certainly much lessened. It seems like whoever issued the threats has backed down.

It feels wonderful, doesn't it?

Though the faint, strange smell which greets their noses as they open their doors into the hallway of the Barracks might not be as wonderful as the weight that has lifted off their chests. It lingers in the air, hangs on the tongue. Its almost a bit annoying.

Perhaps someone ought to see what's causing it.]

Comments

[crywiththesaints]

I've been here the whole time. I'd presumed that her ability was invisibility, but with this instead, there had to have been another way to hide among us. Secret passages, perhaps, or posing as the Intercessor, as they're always completely covered.

[jinglebros]

Posing as the Intercessor, huh?

[ Santa doesn't like that idea. It only furthers his nightmares. ]

I'd go for the secret passages, myself.

[crywiththesaints]

I like to keep my options open. We'll need to figure this all out.