Who: Alice, OPEN to Carlisle or anyone in Alaska!
Where: Alaska, the Denali house
What: Alice sees who is coming to visit Forks.
When: A day or two after Alice and Jasper return.
Rating: TBA, probably tame.
Alice was in the parlor, setting out a few of the knick-knacks she'd bought for the Denali sisters while she and Jasper were away. If Kate and Tanya didn't like what she'd bought, they could always get rid of it, but it'd be more fun if they just found it there.
She was in the middle of rearranging a shelf near the fireplace when she stiffened, the vase she'd been holding - new, thankfully, and not something the sisters had already owned and might be fond of - slipped from her fingers to crash to the floor, her eyes glazing over a bit as she watched what was happening in her head, instead of what she was looking at.
Alice was used to the way her visions work, the haziness that was deeper for the things most subject to change. This was clear enough that it was almost certain, and she gasped in air she didn't actually need, biting her lip as the vision ended and looking around, disoriented for a moment. She had to tell Carlisle.
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