In This Life

(2) Job 11:17-19

Life will be brighter than noonday, and darkness will become like morning. You will be secure, because there is hope; you will look about you and take your rest in safety. You will lie down, with no one to make you afraid, and many will court your favor.

Camila watched the two new transfers as they sparred. They moved well and she could tell that they had their own styles of fighting which they had spent many years perfecting, the two reminded her of Lilith and Mary. The transfer from London, Sister Madison was a very refined individual who was most definitely had an even higher pride. When a punch or kick was landed on her she seemed to move quicker like she was getting angry. Which definitely matched her dossier, hot headed, intelligent, tendency to violence. She was a master in swordsmanship, a previous fencing champion and spent her whole life learning some form of gymnastics or anything she could. She had been born into a family of Catholic's and her father just so happened to be the brother of the now dead Arch Bishop of Canterbury. Madison had officially joined the London chapter when she was eighteen and was sent to Madrid for an attitude adjustment.

Her opponent however was definitely a perfect match up, a polar opposite. The transfer from France, Mei Lin Shen. She grew up rough much like Camila herself. Her mother died young and her father fell into a deep depression, eventually Mei gave up on him once his drinking became to much for her to handle. After a good few years fending for herself, she found herself at a church and the priest took her in. Her dossier was impressive, Camila noted she might give Beatrice a run for her money. She was skilled in judo, tae kwon do, kick boxing and kung fu, could speak fluent Mandarin, French and German. The only things that made the higher ups uncomfortable about her was that she doesn't believe in God but doesn't deny God, she refuses to take vows and is quite the loner.

The two were a challenge. Sent to the OCS because no other convent would dream of taking them in. Camila watched as Mei swiped Madison off her feet and tumbling to the ground and briefly thought that sending them here might probably be a bad decisions. "You saw that right?!" Sister Madison exclaimed as Camila approached the two, with an amused smile on her face. "Yes, you lost." The dark haired nun tried to ignore the way Mei held back her laugh.

"Because she cheated! In a duel you can't take someone out like that!"

"In a real fight, no cares about rules. You think they'll fight fair because you're hitting above the belt?" Mei questioned which was returned with a dirty glare. "Well said, Sister Mei. However, Sister Madison is right. That move was technically an illegal one." The two stared at each other in distain before looking toward the gym door as Mother Superion approached. "Camila? A word please." Camila told the two nuns they were free to leave before following Mother Superion out of the room. As the door closed Sister Madison spun on her heels to face the nun beside her only to see she was already making for the door. "Hey! What's your deal?" Mei stopped in her tracks and quickly scanned the tall girls appearance. She could tell that Madison had dyed blonde hair underneath her bandeau, her eyes a piercing dark brown almost black in the right lighting, her skin was pale but not in a unhealthy way and she most certainly held a good three inches on herself. "My deal? I'm just here because I have to be. I don't want have to spend my time here playing nice." That was all Mei said before she bowed her head leaving Madison to question why she took her vows to begin with.

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Beatrice had to admit, the Netherlands sure were beautiful, the scenery was quite breathtaking. After Berlin, she decided to take a pit stop to see the Keukenhof, a huge botanical garden. She'd seen many pictures of the place but even when she had been to the Netherlands she never got to sightsee on her visits, courtesy of her diplomatic parents. The place looked nice, from her place at the gates since it was closed and only open in the Spring. Luckily, Mother Superion had called Beatrice back on Camila's phone to tell her that someone was coming to her to deliver a message meant for her eyes only and to keep on the look out for a familiar face. As cryptic as it was Beatrice nonetheless told her she would keep an eye. Meaning to stick around wherever she is until this person makes contact.

Her curiosity was killing her. She wanted to know what the message was. What could possibly be so important that she had to see it in person? Beatrice had no clue but she had an inkling. Like it was on the tip of her tongue and her heart begged for it to be about a certain short haired brunette. Once again she found herself drowning in thoughts about the Warrior Nun. Her laugh, her smile, her eyes, her everything was all she saw when she closed her eyes. Every day that passed was like another knife to the heart, it pained her to think Ava was out there somewhere alone and afraid. She recalled it being a great fear of hers. However, what hurt the most was the fact that Ava hadn't heard Beatrice say she loved her back. In her selfishness if not wanting to lose her, she froze and finally admitted to herself that she loved Ava Silva. It was too late when she said it back. Ava had already slipped from her arms and into the Ark, like she had never even been with her in the first place.

Beatrice could feel this hole. It started small, like a crack in a mirror. With every thought she had about Ava, the glass cracked more and more until it was in that state where one more hit could shatter everything. Beatrice's mind was in a constant state of limbo, the not knowing was what hurt her the most. She couldn't help but wonder if Ava was somewhere out there having the same thoughts.

Beatrice refused to believe she was dead, she had faith Ava would return to the OCS. Return to her.

Quick little filler for you all.