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10th September, 2003. 12:10 pm. London Nights

I've been spending the time quietly here.
No werewolf clans exist in London itself--I
hear of one out in the country, but none
at the capital.
Amber and her little daughter are safe
enough. I did have to convince a local
vampire not to test the security system
at Amber's new apartment, one night.
Temporary possession of a body lacking
a soul is not difficult.
Feeling the skin I wore burn away again
wasn't especially pleasant, true.
Three hundred years can dim even the
worst memories.
Une petite fille, Caiomhe, is
still innocent. As such, she has not
the blinders that so many more
"knowledgeable" adults do in perceiving
realities. She has been able to see
me even when I am unmanifest. I have
had to exercise some caution in
approaching them, lest she see
too much. Other less congenial
entities are drawn to a ghost's
presence.
(firewall against all but members of Amber's family,
and Demetria)
Erynne or her husband, or Demetria, should
come visit soon. While the
the serpentine bitch has no way of knowing Amber's
whereabouts, there are other concerns.
I have felt powerful magicks being
expended in London; powerful, and undirected. They "taste"
of blood, of the spells that require a life to be taken to
empower them. I've no reason to think that it is directed
at Amber or the baby, but I would feel more secure to
have the premises given--additional security. Of the sort
Demetria is expert in. I will go to Sunnydale later today and
see if I can locate her. If not, I may have to ask Erynne
and her lover if they can see to it, once the Hunting Moon
leaves the sky.
A brief visit from Erynne to her sister and the little
one should be possible with cautions observed.
It would cheer Amber. She misses Stephen and the rest.
If I am to be honest with myself, so do I.
(firewall ends)

Current mood: curious.

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