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Georgie sighed. Her breathe cloudy in the cold. Justin couldn't have this meeting in the kitchen? That didn't get ruined in the fight. In facet, the kettle on the stove should be ready soon. The earlier ambush ruined afternoon tea, then she had to change out her clothes and ring her hair after almost drowning by one of the wiccans, and then she spent the rest of the day with a few helping hands finding every apparition James mentioned in his writings. The few found in the library were locked away in The Garden. She thought perhaps the evening would be calmer, but no. It's one thing after another about shit she couldn't care less about. 

She still couldn't believe Oscar brought this little team here to "help", especially when they're bright idea is to attack the wiccans. Not a one has a brain cell. Petty's pretty much brain dead in her opinion. Shane almost formed one with his idea if finding pictures online to get a feel of the place. It wouldn't beer hard for them to go to city hall and ask for blueprints, but that's too much work. She rolled  her eyes and went back into the kitchen while they talk nonsense. The kettle called her name. 

She made green tea with three sugar cubes in a thermos and went back outside in time for Arabelle to reveal she had The Horned God ram skull it was sealed in. That's quite the reveal. Tonight may be interesting yet. So far Ezra and Arabelle are beneficial to the group. 

She cleared her throat, taking a sip of tea, then said,[color=CE6857]"Or, I can hold onto the skull. Every apparition James hid in the house is now in my Garden. What's no more thing to hold? I'm the only safe bet here. They can't get to it, unless I open the Garden and if I die, then it's trapped there forever. Problem solved." [/color]

The tea warmed her so much that she took off her leather and sheep fur-lined long coat, revealing a black jumper with red roses on the sleeves, a black skirt and wool tights. Her boys came up to her calfs. 

[color=CE6857]"Ezra, dear, as good as your idea to find this healer is, there's a chance she's playing the long game. Lull us into a false sense of security, find out all our secrets to plot our downfall, then go for the kill." [/color]

She took a sip of her tea. [color=CE6857]"It's what I would do. So, we either go with your plan and feed her convincing bullshit to gain her trust while throwing her off, or we could go with my idea: stay here and do nothing. They're bound to try again, which means we fortify the mansion and stay vigilant. We'll have home advantage and can make several plans centered around the layout of the house. Having the home advantage, we could wipe them out."[/color]