minilocke:
“I don’t know yet,” Mini revealed with a few shakes of her head. “You’re the first person I’ve seen, but, considering we’re here, I believe there are others who might have been scattered in the vicinity as well. I will have a stroll around, see if I can find anybody else,” she had already come up with that part of the plan. The warmth that exuded from Zadie’s hands made it feel like her own were even colder than she’d initially assumed, and she allowed herself to rejoice in it for a little longer.
Biting her lip, Mini analyzed their surroundings. That was Circle of Nightfall territory, but she did not doubt someone was in charge of keeping it presentable, that might have been their best bet. “I don’t want us to end up having to take shelter in a mausoleum, for I have the feeling those would end up being colder and more vulnerable to the weather than if we stayed right here. So, I believe we must look for some sort of shed. There must be a place where people keep the tools for grooming these grounds. We should look for anything that might resemble it. And gather resources for the evening. Whatever we might be able to find,” she instructed.
“Come on, let’s see what they have over there,” she began leading the way to a place where she thought she could see a small flickering light.
She followed, numbly and obediently, until she stopped dead. The wind whistled, high and cluttered, heavy with the weight of the oncoming snow. Zadie pivoted, turning away from the brunette, trying to peer through the fog.
“Someone’s out there.”
She usually kept her observations to herself. It was better that way; and often, during the war, the only leverage or currency that she had. Zadie was quick on her feet, intelligent to boot. If she gave everything up at first sight, well. She’d likely be dead by then. Her tongue darted out, running along her lower lip, before she pressed them together and looked at Minerva.
Zadie felt safe, there. It was her territory. Circle territory. She nodded once, to the woman, and then stepped away. “Go ahead. Find shelter. I’ll be right there.”














