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she is like a cat in the dark
and then she is the darkness
she rules her life like a fine skylark
and when the sky is starless
all your life you've never seen
a woman. taken by the wind...
-Fleetwood Mac, Rhiannon
Blaise arrived outside the unassuming house and looked around. Darkness had fallen and after locking up the store for the night Blaise had driven one of her current toy boy's cars to the address she had torn out of the telephone directory. Surveying the house from her position on the sidewalk she noticed a ground floor window that was open a few inches. Blaise was dressed for her task in a black cat suit, with her long hair secured tightly in a band.
"Goddess Aphrodite," she whispered to her patron Goddess, "Guide my flight. Keep me veiled in shadows, hidden from the light." Then she dabbed her own blend of peppermint, jasmine and marigold oils for psychic powers and invisibility on her wrists, neck and behind her ears. Immediately her senses exploded. She could smell the different wind currents, feel the air as if she were walking through a silk curtain and taste the night's own particular flavour. And all the while it was as bright as day.
Then she slipped across the front of the house and in through the window, silently and gracefully like a cat. Once in she looked around. She was in the kitchen. Sounds flooded to her ears, the voices of Eric's mother and sister in the living room, a mouse scratching on the floorboards in a shed outside, a night bird swooping down, on the look out for prey, and most importantly Thea and Eric, whispering together upstairs. Staying in the shadows still, she crept up the stairs, keeping close the wall and across the hall to the room where Thea and Eric's voices were coming from. Walking proudly out of the shadows she pushed the door open and shut it again behind her with a quiet click.
There was a moment of startled silence, then "Blaise!" Thea cried. "Shh," Blaise tried to say but found herself being pulled into a bear hug by her cousin. "What are you doing here? Isn't it dangerous for you to see me?" Thea began questioning her when she had recovered from the surprise and joy at seeing Blaise again. "Aunt Ursula had a breakdown." Blaise said offhandedly "Oh but that's awful." Thea said worried, "But not for us of course, does this mean you'll still be at Las Vegas High?" Blaise nodded. "Hi Blaise" Eric came towards Blaise, smiling. Blaise scowled at him, but this only caused Eric to grin more widely. "So that means we can see you, in private of course!" Thea continued, ignoring her cousin's dislike of her soulmate. Blaise turned back to her distractedly. "Yes, I just came by to tell you that I'd be at school tomorrow." "E-ric, The-aa!" A child's voice called up the stairs. "It's my sister!" Eric panicked, rushing to the door and pushing against it to keep it shut. Thea, Blaise and Eric watched in an agonised silence as the door handle turned back and forward trying to open the door. "Go away Ros," Eric shouted fiercely "We're busy." "But mom said you've got to keep the door open when you and Thea are in your room together!" it had been one of the house rules when Thea had come to stay with them. "I said Go Away!" Eric shouted. "I'm telling mom of you!" The little girl shouted back, upset. The sound of feet stomping down the stairs and a cry of "Mom!" could be heard. "What do we do?" Thea cried, "They can't find you here Blaise!" "Stop panicking, both of you." Blaise took control of the situation and, just as quietly as she had come in, she opened the door and slid across the hallway into the bathroom that as opposite. "What's all this fuss about?" Eric's mother came up the stairs with Ros in tow. "Nothing, I just wanted Ros to go away." Eric said, keeping eye contact with his mother to stop her looking anywhere else. Thea however, was looking elsewhere, over Eric's mum's shoulder at Blaise. "I'll contact you." The dark haired witch mouthed before running swiftly down the stairs and out of the front door into the cool night air.
she is like a cat in the dark
and then she is the darkness
she rules her life like a fine skylark
and when the sky is starless
all your life you've never seen
a woman. taken by the wind...
-Fleetwood Mac, Rhiannon
Blaise arrived outside the unassuming house and looked around. Darkness had fallen and after locking up the store for the night Blaise had driven one of her current toy boy's cars to the address she had torn out of the telephone directory. Surveying the house from her position on the sidewalk she noticed a ground floor window that was open a few inches. Blaise was dressed for her task in a black cat suit, with her long hair secured tightly in a band.
"Goddess Aphrodite," she whispered to her patron Goddess, "Guide my flight. Keep me veiled in shadows, hidden from the light." Then she dabbed her own blend of peppermint, jasmine and marigold oils for psychic powers and invisibility on her wrists, neck and behind her ears. Immediately her senses exploded. She could smell the different wind currents, feel the air as if she were walking through a silk curtain and taste the night's own particular flavour. And all the while it was as bright as day.
Then she slipped across the front of the house and in through the window, silently and gracefully like a cat. Once in she looked around. She was in the kitchen. Sounds flooded to her ears, the voices of Eric's mother and sister in the living room, a mouse scratching on the floorboards in a shed outside, a night bird swooping down, on the look out for prey, and most importantly Thea and Eric, whispering together upstairs. Staying in the shadows still, she crept up the stairs, keeping close the wall and across the hall to the room where Thea and Eric's voices were coming from. Walking proudly out of the shadows she pushed the door open and shut it again behind her with a quiet click.
There was a moment of startled silence, then "Blaise!" Thea cried. "Shh," Blaise tried to say but found herself being pulled into a bear hug by her cousin. "What are you doing here? Isn't it dangerous for you to see me?" Thea began questioning her when she had recovered from the surprise and joy at seeing Blaise again. "Aunt Ursula had a breakdown." Blaise said offhandedly "Oh but that's awful." Thea said worried, "But not for us of course, does this mean you'll still be at Las Vegas High?" Blaise nodded. "Hi Blaise" Eric came towards Blaise, smiling. Blaise scowled at him, but this only caused Eric to grin more widely. "So that means we can see you, in private of course!" Thea continued, ignoring her cousin's dislike of her soulmate. Blaise turned back to her distractedly. "Yes, I just came by to tell you that I'd be at school tomorrow." "E-ric, The-aa!" A child's voice called up the stairs. "It's my sister!" Eric panicked, rushing to the door and pushing against it to keep it shut. Thea, Blaise and Eric watched in an agonised silence as the door handle turned back and forward trying to open the door. "Go away Ros," Eric shouted fiercely "We're busy." "But mom said you've got to keep the door open when you and Thea are in your room together!" it had been one of the house rules when Thea had come to stay with them. "I said Go Away!" Eric shouted. "I'm telling mom of you!" The little girl shouted back, upset. The sound of feet stomping down the stairs and a cry of "Mom!" could be heard. "What do we do?" Thea cried, "They can't find you here Blaise!" "Stop panicking, both of you." Blaise took control of the situation and, just as quietly as she had come in, she opened the door and slid across the hallway into the bathroom that as opposite. "What's all this fuss about?" Eric's mother came up the stairs with Ros in tow. "Nothing, I just wanted Ros to go away." Eric said, keeping eye contact with his mother to stop her looking anywhere else. Thea however, was looking elsewhere, over Eric's mum's shoulder at Blaise. "I'll contact you." The dark haired witch mouthed before running swiftly down the stairs and out of the front door into the cool night air.