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birthright_rpgDirt clung to pale skin, it stuck under fingernails and aggravated several small cuts but you wouldn’t know it to look at the blonde. She walked through the campus whistling, a bounce in her step as she moved with purpose to collect her mail, casually waving to those who acknowledged her presence. It wasn’t particularly late, the sun was just starting to set and she’d probably grab food before heading out after her shower. For now though, her time was her own, and she’d spent it well. Assiduous through and through Valerie had taken on board the advice the Watcher had given and after classes had made a point to visit the park Elfleda had made herself known.
More precisely, she’d paid a visit to the tree that still stood after the caustic display of power that truly revealed Elfleda in all her otherworldly glory. Lakes and dumpsters were all very well if she wanted to just toss the gift away but in her mind it was far better to know exactly where it was. And what a fitting place for it, buried beneath the very tree that had splintered and cracked where the portal had opened. Deep enough for no one to stumble across it but easy enough for her to reach if she ever needed it again.
Belatedly she made a mental note to call Julianna to let her know she no longer possessed it, and to fill her in on the name of the vampire that evidently wanted to grab her attention. Perhaps she would crop up in a journal or two, which, seemed likely considering she actively sought out… Chosen ones.
“Hey Vause, am I gonna find a shallow grave on campus or what?”
The teasing remark was rewarded with an eyeroll and a slight smirk as she opened her locker to grab her mail.
“Only if you want one of your own.” The blonde sassed back, and the guy from her class held up his hands in mock surrender. She chuckled and lightly bumped his ribs with her elbow. “Just planting a gift I was given.”
Valerie turned then with a wave goodbye and fished her key out of her back pocket. Once inside her room she sifted through the junk mail with amused sarcasm and tore it up after reading.
Free credit card? Gee thanks, might as well arrest me now for not making payments! Various travel brochures for exotic holidays? Sure I’ll just fly their in my sleep, or sacrifice the nearest virgin to get accommodation! No wait, the nearest virgin is m-. Have you found Jesus Christ and accepted him into your heart? You mean you guys have lost him again? Guess it makes sense if he’s small enough to fit in my heart. Would you like to subscribe to any of our magazines? I’d rather lick a live wire while trying to tap dance.
The last one was thicker than the rest. The paper akin to card, luxurious almost. She skimmed the words, paused when she realised it was from a museum, then located the ‘enclosed cheque’ provided for the ‘fossils’ she’d so willingly offered them to purchase. Rare indeed. Valerie watched an obscene amount of zeros dance before her eyes. Blur slightly.Then the room tilted.
Green eyes were closed seconds before she hit the floor with a thud.
More precisely, she’d paid a visit to the tree that still stood after the caustic display of power that truly revealed Elfleda in all her otherworldly glory. Lakes and dumpsters were all very well if she wanted to just toss the gift away but in her mind it was far better to know exactly where it was. And what a fitting place for it, buried beneath the very tree that had splintered and cracked where the portal had opened. Deep enough for no one to stumble across it but easy enough for her to reach if she ever needed it again.
Belatedly she made a mental note to call Julianna to let her know she no longer possessed it, and to fill her in on the name of the vampire that evidently wanted to grab her attention. Perhaps she would crop up in a journal or two, which, seemed likely considering she actively sought out… Chosen ones.
“Hey Vause, am I gonna find a shallow grave on campus or what?”
The teasing remark was rewarded with an eyeroll and a slight smirk as she opened her locker to grab her mail.
“Only if you want one of your own.” The blonde sassed back, and the guy from her class held up his hands in mock surrender. She chuckled and lightly bumped his ribs with her elbow. “Just planting a gift I was given.”
Valerie turned then with a wave goodbye and fished her key out of her back pocket. Once inside her room she sifted through the junk mail with amused sarcasm and tore it up after reading.
Free credit card? Gee thanks, might as well arrest me now for not making payments! Various travel brochures for exotic holidays? Sure I’ll just fly their in my sleep, or sacrifice the nearest virgin to get accommodation! No wait, the nearest virgin is m-. Have you found Jesus Christ and accepted him into your heart? You mean you guys have lost him again? Guess it makes sense if he’s small enough to fit in my heart. Would you like to subscribe to any of our magazines? I’d rather lick a live wire while trying to tap dance.
The last one was thicker than the rest. The paper akin to card, luxurious almost. She skimmed the words, paused when she realised it was from a museum, then located the ‘enclosed cheque’ provided for the ‘fossils’ she’d so willingly offered them to purchase. Rare indeed. Valerie watched an obscene amount of zeros dance before her eyes. Blur slightly.Then the room tilted.
Green eyes were closed seconds before she hit the floor with a thud.