[Sodium_noir] L'Enfer, c'est les Autres

[Jennie Teakle]

Sinclair Mansion

Jack, Christine, Simone
Unknown, Mage, Vampire


Jack and Christine stumble and giggle toward the open French doors, a  
rectangle of golden light that beckons them out of the monochrome  
night garden, back to the vivid technicolor of the party. As they  
approach, the light seems to catch the moonstones set into  
Christine's hairclip and they glimmer suddenly, giving the metal  
dragonfly the illusion of quivering life. It's just for split second  
and in the same split, Christine starts - thinks she sees someone  
else on the verandah. A woman. Looks like an angel with a calm,  
considering face. She double takes, searching the shadows but sees no  
one. The fitful gleam, deep in the stones that line the tiny  
dragonfly's back, winks out. The clip nestles inert against  
Christine's bright hair.

"Hey, I could have sworn I saw . . . " Christine's sentence peters  
out. She looks owlishly at Jack. "Thought I saw someone else out  
here," she explains hazily.



Tag Jack, Simone(?)