claire dearing is an olympic sprinter (heels) wrote in witchinghour,
"I'm guessing so - " Claire kept up well enough, but traveling via roof was not something she was accustomed to doing. It was chilly, for one thing, and she hadn't worn her superhero catsuit today (not that she had one of those anyway - her uniform was business attire). "It's all connected, it has to be. Things were so quiet before, however. All of this could be a way to get us to turn on each other."
She thought that was ultimately the goal of the dark forces running the show. But the residents of Grimoire usually banded together in opposition - that was probably their saving grace.
This was the right building, wasn't it? She carefully crossed over, balancing herself. "I'll find my way inside? But thank you for your assistance."
They probably wouldn't go out for cocktails and manicures anytime soon, but there was at least a grudging respect. It was a rough world for women, no matter when you came from, modern age or no - you had to look out for each other.