[Saturday night-ish/Sunday morning the light descends upon the Neighborhood gentle as a dove and as powerful as lightning, then floods through the town in that moment of darkness just before dawn when most people are still sleeping. Pure white and full of hope, peace, and forgiveness. A new start. Those attuned to the mystical can pinpoint the holy and divine nature easily. It lasts for approximately half a minute before dissipating into the coming sunrise.
It is really no coincidence that the messages from Claire come
early Easter morning, minutes after dawn breaks, while she is preparing herself for the hunt. Dealing with if she still has a job at the bar will have to come later.
Priorities.]
[Misha B]Are you alright?
[Rory B]You are still around, yes?
[Leena B]Thank you.
[Janus A][She debates asking after his well-being, but she
knows. Instead there is a very clear warning that tugs at demon more than nightmare. The Spear is zeroed in upon him. Judgment comes. Or
maaaaybe that aura is merely the worldwide celebration and explosion of faith on the most holy day of the year for Christians.
He is risen, and all that jazz.]
[Phone Call: Daniel W][
Ring ring!]