Re: Marvel, Saranac Lake: Sylvie & Dec & Clem
[It was well after the sun had dipped beneath the horizon that Sylvie emerged from her Brooklyn studio. Luna had been fed, watered, and she spent more than a few moments just running her hand along the cat's back from ears to tail as she crunched on the dry kibble. It wasn't that she was procrastinating (okay, she was), but family things were never on her list of things that she got really excited for, and this one was bound to be stranger than the last.
The city sky was bright with the evening lights when she finally stepped outside with a helmet under one arm. Declan's place was a while away, but she looked forward to the drive up there, peace and quiet and nothing but her own thoughts to keep her company, and lord knew she had plenty of things to be thinking about lately. And how it would all come out to her siblings, when and if they realized what was going on.
But that was for later to think about, and before long, the road was stretched out behind her as she drove up to Saranac Lake. One stop for a bite to satiate the growing hunger that gnawed at her belly (and a heartfelt apology for the trucker at the rest area who had been so generous with her dinner), and Sylvie let the bike idle in front of the cabin the directions had led to. She killed the engine after a moment and pulled the helmet off, leaving it on the seat of the bike as she dismounted.
Yeah, part of her wanted to turn right back home and just tell them both that she had 'forgotten' or that work had come up or something, but she couldn't just do that, no matter how much she wanted. So she approached, red plaid and grey trousers, and walked up the steps of the porch to the front door. A knock, just a couple raps of her knuckles, and she stepped back, hands tucked beneath her arms as she waited, looking wholly unexcited to be there.