It had been many, many months since she had been here, but Edith "Eddie" Adele found her way back like she had never left. Traveling through the dark streets, barely visible in her black hoodie and black lycra pants, she approached the Scathachian Sanctuary with some reservations. She was still so green compared to the other sisters, so much so she had been training hard in order to measure up.
Just before she opened the door, she glanced down at her hands, slowly removing the black fingerless gloves she always wore, revealing the fresh tattoos that marked her as a Sister - the crossed swords on the right hand, and the scales of justice on the left hand. She was determined to do whatever it took to regain her place with the Sisters - to be a help instead of a hinderance. So, squaring her muscled, athletic shoulders, she opened the door and entered.
Just before she opened the door, she glanced down at her hands, slowly removing the black fingerless gloves she always wore, revealing the fresh tattoos that marked her as a Sister - the crossed swords on the right hand, and the scales of justice on the left hand. She was determined to do whatever it took to regain her place with the Sisters - to be a help instead of a hinderance. So, squaring her muscled, athletic shoulders, she opened the door and entered.