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Azrael

Elyssa:
"I'm fine, bloodsucker." She reiterated.

I was in shock. As she called me that, I reeled in shock a bit before sitting down on a nearby bench, shocked by this. How could I be mistaken for a child of Caine, the man who indirectly caused so many of my compatriots to die? The one who taught lies, deceit, and brought evil to us, the purest of God's creations? No, this had to be some mistake, it couldn't be!

I wanted to respond back, but I was being overwhelmed by the memories of the war in heaven. I had witnessed the first murder firsthand, I had seen Caine as he had killed his brother while thinking he was doing right by God. I had been paralyzed with horror as I watched it, Abel pleading for his life as Caine viciously bashed his ckull in with a rock, the most basic of tools.

My mind then flashed to the effects, the difference this caused in the war of the angels. No longer were our conflicts bloodless and fought with honor, now they were bloodfests, with us killing our kin left and right, and I had to watch my brothers and sisters whom I had created the whole of creation with murder each other, their lives which had been previously eternal, snuffed out in an instant.

I could not take it, the emotions were welling up in me, and what little torment left in my soul was lashing out violently, and I was fighting an urge to lash out at the being that made this mistake. Unbeknownst to me, however, my ability to show visions had activated, and the images that I had been conjuring, the murders, the bloodfests, the horrors I had witnessed during the Age of Wrath were being transmitted straight into the mind of the being who had caused me to enter such a state of emotional turbulence.

However, after a few minutes, I was able to get my emotions under control, and I was emotionally drained, and I simply answered this, "I will keep my distance, child of man. However know this, I am not of Caine or his ilk." As I said this, it was clear that I was quite emotionally drained, and after that I took out the rosary that I had on me, and began praying on it on Latin, a habit I had picked up from my host to calm myself when I was feeling upset or sad. It brought me comfort to say these prayers and try to express to God my repentance for what I had done, and hope that some day he might just forgive me.

Brunhilde Furst

It seemed that his fellow who was an acquaintance of the bratty girl was called Ragna, and was not the most polite person himself. Why did it seem that everyone I was running into today was all sorts of rude. All I had done was try to intervene in a situation as my honor demanded, and this was the outcome. Such was the suffering of a knight in these times it seemed. However, I would not allow it to shake my faith in my code. Taking a deep breath, I simply began to speak, letting the man between me and my target know exactly what my intentions were.

"If it is turns we are talking about, then it is you who is interrupting," I said bluntly, before continuing, "Whatever your acquaintance did to bring you here was intended as a hostile action towards me, and I cannot sit back and leave it go unpunished. If you do not move out of the way, I will simply go around you to conduct my business."

As an afterthought, I also decided to give him fair warning about what would happen if he interfered, "And if you interfere, I will consider you as party to her challenge to my honor, and react accordingly."

With that said, I waited to see if the man in question would move out of the way, and fully prepared to defend myself, just in case he decided to take her side.

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Brunhilde Furst

Before I could even reply to the question that the girl had asked, or even tell her to put down her weapon, the girl who had instigated the incident that brought me here to begin with dragged her off. I was about to go after them and leave the presence of the spoiled child that had shocked me with lightning earlier, when darkness enveloped me. Perhaps the girl was talented in many forms of magic? She must have been quite powerful if she could have done something like this on a whim. I reached for my blade, prepared for whatever happened next, however a large thud happened and the darkness drew away, and I saw a man land on the ground who had white hair and a red jacket, with his back facing toward me.

It seemed he was at least acquainted with the girl in question going by their dialogue, however the man seemed like he was not too pleased to see her. It also confirmed my suspicion that whatever had just happened had been her doing, and probably meant to harm me. However, it also seemed that something had caused her spell to go awry, as she seemed a bit surprised that he had appeared, and it definitely appeared that he had not been expecting to be brought here by that arrogant brat of a mage.

Pumping blood into my body, I also activated my Potence. Now, I was at top performance, with both my strength and my durability boosted to their max due to my skill in vampiric disciplines. Speaking to the man in front of me, I said, "I do apologize for interrupting your conversation, however I have business with the cur in front of you," I said, my voice cold, "I would very much appreciate it if you could step aside. After all, I would not want to involve someone unrelated  with my dispute with her."




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Brunhilde Furst

As I was talking to the newcomer, the girl whom I had just reprimanded for being foolish took offense to my actions, and decided to strike back with force. It seemed she was a mage of some sort as well, as she struck out with lightning, hitting me with a pittance of a lightning bolt, barely enough to phase me at all, sending nothing but a tingle down my spine.

I turned my attention once again to the girl who who acted so childishly to respond to words with force, and who was currently droning on about brevity being the soul of wit and calling me uncultured, while insisting to be called a lady. I simply scoffed at her and said, "Only a barbarians and children react to words with force. If you insist on calling yourself a lady, you should act like one. And while brevity is the soul of wit, the situation did not call for wit. It called for clarity." Before turning away, however, I decided to say one last thing to the girl, my voice dead serious, "Next time you attack me, I will not respond back with words, girl. I am giving you a chance as it seems you do not know better, like a privileged young noble used to getting her way. If you wished to be treated with respect, show respect for others."

Once again turning away from the girl, but this time putting my helmet back on and using a bit of blood to reinforce my body to take even stronger attacks, I turned to the woman I was talking to when I was so rudely interrupted, "I do apologize for putting my helmet back on, however as was just demonstrated, this is not a safe area to be without being fully ready for combat it seems. As I was saying, I was heading out to see if I could track down what exactly was causing this light and see if it is hostile, so if you would like to join me after we find your confederate, your help would be much appreciated," I finished, keeping an eye on the child with anger issues as I did.

With my piece said, I kept an eye out for the actions of the child, and waited for any response from the parties who were around.

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Valerie Arkwright

Not good. It seemed that I had overestimated the damage that the quintessence had done to the priest, and while my attack had connected and sunk into him, he seemed to be relatively unphased by it. Before I even had time to react to this new development, however, he grabbed me by he neck and unnaturally turned 180 degrees in place, putting me between himself and the man who was attacking from behind. THe man, reacted in time, however, and averted his blow, jumping down from high in the air, and from behind the priest I could see another person gearing up to attack.

This was not good. The priest had me by the neck, and hwas winding up a kill shot, and he could use me as a shield agaisnt any number of the incoming attacks. I had to get free from his grasp around my neck.  I decided that the best, and likely only, option I had was to quick cast an improvised spell, pump a great deal of quintessence into it, and hope that it does the trick.

Grabbing onto the priest's wrist firmly, I focused my mind on his pattern, specifically the area around his wrist. Bypassing the normal processes with the use of a large amount of quintessence, I scrambled his pattern around his wrist, trying desperately to deal enough damage to force him to let go of me so that I could get away from him. With the spell finished, and the damage done I attempted to make my escape.

If I was successful, I would distance myself from the priest and avoid getting in the way of any of the attacks that were incoming, and evaluate where I should go from there.

If I was unsuccessful I would immediately pour the rest of my quintessence into a temporary enhancement in the desperate hope of being able to survive the coming impact or impacts, at least enough to make it so my regeneration could take over to keep me alive.

Azrael

The machine still seemed rather wary of my presence, despite all I was doing to comfort it. Perhaps it was my true form that was putting it on edge? With that possibility in mind, I decided to return to the form of my host, Cecilia. Letting my angelic form once again recede, I once again took the form of the nun, Cecilia Abbadelli. While we looked similar, she was far more human, less unnaturally perfect than I, and our clothing was much different. In place of the flowing robes that I had when I once again let my angelic splendor out, I was covered in modest clothing, the only ornate features on me being the silver cross hanging about my neck, and the blessed rosary that hung from my garments.

"I am sorry if revealing what I truly am made you uneasy, young one. I sought only to give you respite from the suffering that you seemed to be experiencing," I said, my words filled with the kindness I had learned from the person I had melded with many years ago. The line between us had blurred so much over time that I often had trouble discerning where Cecilia ended and I begun. In essence, we had become almost a combined existence, our memories shared and our personalities fused. Even my memories of the time before the fall might be tinted with the viewpoint that I had gained by becoming one with this woman. Such a thing used to be unsettling, but now it was comforting.

"Please, tell me what I can do to ease your suffering, young one. I would be remiss if I did not extend a helping hand to you, a creation of humanity, whom I watched grow and helped create the cosmos for," I said, once again radiating nothing but kindness and sympathy in my words, trying to make the being in front of me as at ease with my presence as possible. After all, I meant what I said. It was a creation of humanity, a product of the wisdom we imparted onto humanity in our rebellion against God. I would be remiss if I treated her any differently than I would a human being.   

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Brunhilde Furst


"You didn't do that. But she is bothered by your presence, and I'm not surprised. Anyone would be suspicious a stranger hiding her face." She turned to the two. "I apologize on behalf of my associate. I don't know what has happened between you two, but I don't blame you. Emily's a drunk who has loose self-control. I talked with Saber and she sneaked out without my knowledge." Mordred sighed. She had to get back to the apartment. "Can you help me find her if she's not in her apartment? She can be bothersome, but still it's a dangerous place and I cannot leave her like that. But first..." She looked at the black knight. "Remove your helmet and introduce yourself. You will look more trustworthy without that piece of metal on your head."

It seemed that the newcomer was an associate of the drunk, whose name apparently was Emily. It also was apparent that this Emily was a habitual drunk who lacked self control, and the woman seemed to pin blame on the drunk. She also seemed to be rather worried about the girl, so they likely were more than just acquaintances as well. She then said that I should take off my helmet as it would make me seem more trustworthy. It was not like I was wearing this to conceal my identity, I was wearing it because I was in possibly hostile territory, as the suns above me could be hostile and I had walked into an unknown situation, which could have easily turned sour. However, now that the immediate threat was over, I decided to comply and introduce myself.

Taking off the helmet, I let my long blonde hair fall out from underneath the helmet, and revealed my face to them, and held my helmet under my right arm, before beginning to speak. "I am Brunhilde Furst, and before coming here I was a Knight of the Holy Roman Empire in Germany. Please excuse the fact I had not taken off my helm earlier, as it would not have been prudent of me to do so. I was walking into a situation that could have turned hostile, and I was not aware of your intentions, not to mention the fact that the city could be hostile territory now," I said to the blonde haired woman who had just arrived, gesturing to one of the strange sun like entities in the sky. "As for finding your confederate, I would not mind helping, after all, she did seem like she might run into trouble with how inebriated she seemed when I encountered her, and as a knight I would be remiss if I did not attempt to aid someone in need," I finished, before turning to listen to the child who was with the hysterical woman, who was glaring at me after my admonition.

Rachel

"You've truly impressed me." Rachel said without an ounce of sarcasm. "I don't think I've ever met anyone who says more pointless drivel to get across a simple idea before. Your sheer pointlessness is something that should be lauded, it's something that only comes once in a generation, nay, perhaps even less frequently than that. Bravo. I don't often meet people who lack the understanding that brevity is a virtue very often to this extent."

It seemed that the girl had taken issue to my manner of speech, and was quite childishly rebuking it. A childish answer for a girl with the body of a child, who was trying to act more mature than she appeared. "And you, girl, should know that being laconic is not a virtue. I simply was explaining my point thoroughly, neither being too brief nor too long winded," I said, before turning away from her and returning my attention to the newcomer. "I was heading out to see if I could track down what exactly was causing this light and see if it is hostile, so if you would lik to join me after we find your confederate, your help would be much appreciated," I finished.

With my piece said, I simply sat back and waited for the newcomer's response.

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Elyssa:

Out of the malevolent suns' glares, her systems were stabilizing. However, a new situation appeared: she was not alone. Through the static of her cameras, a winged humanoid appeared. "Get back!" she lashed out.

She tried to get in a more defensible position, but it was obvious what a pitiful state the Fair Lady was in. If only she had more time for her routines to normalize...

Azrael

It seemed that the poor child was terrified, and seemed to be in pain, and was obviously capable of human speech. This meant she was likely intelligent, which was interesting for sure. Had humans here mastered the art of creating intelligence? Or was she some anomaly? Either way, it didn't matter. She was obviously terrified, and seemed to think I was here to cause her harm. I did not wish to terrify the girl further, so I needed to clarify this misunderstanding.

Deciding that the wisest course of action was the most expedient, I chose to use some of the powers I had at my disposal from my years of service to the Almighty. Altering the flow of faith in my body, but not expending it, to call upon one of them. I caused my voice to speak with the Voice of Heaven, limited in range to within the church however. With that done, I began to speak to the poor child in front of me, my voice ringing with the clarity of a crystal bell, enhanced both by my return to my true form and my evocation.

"Be not afraid, young one. I do not intend to harm you. I am Veromiel, formerly of the House of Dawn of the Heavenly Host. If I can do anything to ease your suffering, young one, please allow me to do so. I cannot stand by while I watch the suffering of another."

With that said, I let my evocation slip, seeing no need to continue it now that I had let my intentions be known and introduced myself. I now awaited the young child's response, hopefully having got the message I intended through.

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Victoria Ashworth

It seemed the girl was not just after power, that was good. She was very much looking for knowledge, for enlightenment. That was an important trait for someone practicing magic. It kept them looking for more and more, not just stagnating when they felt that they were now strong enough to dominate, and it kept them subtle, as they did not want to use their powers to exert dominance over others, just for their own internal improvement. Though I did wonder what her end goal was, however I had already asked my question, so it was now my turn to answer. She wanted to know why a person as ancient as myself was interested in modern tech and the like.

That was indeed a good question, as many of the vampires my age wanted nothing to do with technology, and instead of embracing it and working it into their magic, they rejected it, afraid of its power. I probably would have been that way if I had not started out with the field I did, which was notably improved by the application of technology.

With my answer prepared, I began to speak. "That is a good mindset to have, young mage. Without a focus on improving one's mind one is limited by their flesh," I said, lauding the girl's answer, before going into my own answer, "As for why I am interested in human progress, it is a very practical reason. Two of the earliest types of thaumaturgy I learned benefit from knowing technology and using it in conjunction with it. The use of technology in my electrical magic is rather obvious, and the more I know about objects, the better I can reproduce them with conjuring. As I kept up with them, I naturally became acquainted with technomancy when it began to develop."

With my answer given, I began to speak again. "Since you implied you must go, I shall not cause you to tarry any longer. I had planned to purchase some other goods for myself as well, so I shall go do that. If you care to meet again, feel free to contact me, since you have my number," I said, before getting up, taking my bags with me. As an afterthought, I said, "Though if you happen to have more time, I would not mind you joining me as I continue to shop. I don't mind covering you, after all I can create money rather freely."

With that said, I waited for a moment while I waited to see if the girl wished to join me for the rest of my shopping trip.

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Victoria Ashworth

It seemed that the girl was indeed very untrusting. That was good, to be too trusting of a vampire likely would get a human killed. She seemed to be in a hurry as well, so she proposed one question a piece. Magic was out, since that would require follow up questions and only a bit of knowledge would be not worth the time and effort. No, I would ask about something else. Something that would get to the essence of who she was, or at least give me a glimpse into her mind. I would ask her why she practices magic, why she delves into the world of the supernatural and puts herself in grave danger. There had to be a reason, and that could tell me a bit more about the girl, so that I could get a better grasp of who she was.

"Very well, I shall ask my question first,"I spoke, contemplating how exactly to word it, "I ask not about your magic, as that would take far too many questions to get enough knowledge to be useful. Instead, I shall ask you this, Why do you practice the magic you practice? After all, magic is a very dangerous force, and you seem cautious enough to not be playing with it, so you obviously have a strong reason for doing it."

I waited, thinking about why she would be practicing the magic she did. What drove her to the supernatural? Hopefully she would answer promptly.

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Victoria Ashworth

It seemed like the girl was worried a bit about the blood samples, which knowing what some of my fellow Tremere could do with such a thin was understandable. She also mentioned about what else I would be willing to offer, it seemed like she was on to the fact I was after a bit more than just information. Deciding to lay my hand on the table, as we had reached the final stage of negotiation, I began to speak.

"If you are worried about what I would be doing with the blood sample, then that is understandable. However, I can assure you that not only am I not interested in using it to curse you, I do not have the knowledge to do so. However, even if I did, we could render me unable to do it to you through the blood contract," I said, taking a breath before explaining what exactly it was, "The blood contract is one of the most powerful rituals available to the Tremere, as it allows two parties to create a pact, either simple or complex, that cannot be broken, unless the contract itself is destroyed. The terms of the contract would be enforced as written for both parties, and are absolutely unbreakable, and the contract takes effect three days after it is signed in the blood of the participants of the ritual," I said, finishing the explanation.

"As for anything else, I would be willing to teach you any variety of skills or thaumaturgy I know, in exchange for you teaching me a bit about how your powers work, and anything else you have in mind could be discussed," I said, finishing my offer.

With the deal laid out, I sat back and awaited her response.

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Brunhilde Furst

It seemed like the woman thought I had done something to cause the young girl in her grasp to disappear into wind and rush away. An interesting ability, but not something I could do, and it just confirmed that it was indeed the woman who was the aggressor here. Deciding to clear up the first point first, I began to speak, "I had nothing to do with making the poor girl you were threatening disappear. That was likely her own ability and how she decided to escape from you." Giving the girl a glare from beneath my helmet, I continued my verbal assault, "I do believe you were the aggressor here, and it was a case of mistaken identity."

With that said, I had planned on leaving since the situation had resolved itself, however another newcomer, came, another blonde. She seemed to have missed the earlier part and was jumping in much as I was, and seemed to think I was the aggressor here. Reasonable given the situation, so I decided to explain the situation calmly.

"I had nothing to do with this, I walked into this situation much like you are now. This woman over here," I gestured at the crying girl, "Had bumped into a red haired girl, and seemingly mistook her for someone else, before lifting her up and yelling at her. The girl was rather inebriated, so she was likely was confused by what was going on. I stepped in to try to resolve the misunderstanding, then the red hair girl seemingly turned into air and fled. The woman over here think I did that, however I did not," I finished my explanation.

With that said, I waited for the girl's reaction to my explanation.

Victoria Ashworth

Interesting, the girl was definitely of a subtly shifted parallel world. Or not so subtly perhaps. Our worlds may have been similar but they seemed to be quite different in certain aspects as well. The way her magic worked was rather interesting to say the least. It seemed that her world was bifurcated between some sort of higher order of reality and a lower one, and that she took truths from the higher and enforced them on the lower. That was indeed interesting, and I definitely would like to hear a bit more about it.

With that said, I began to speak, "Quite fascinating, my world does not work like that at all from what I know, given the research I have amassed over my centuries of life. This place is truly a fascinating place to let me come across new magics to study." I truly believed it as well, the best way to create thaumaturgy was to adapt the principles of another type of magic to run on blood. "I have the ability to draw up a blood contract with my magic, perhaps you would be interested in forging a deal between the two of us? I would be willing to teach you what I know in exchange for other information, and I would also be willing to give you a bit of my blood in exchange for some of yours, among other things," I said giving her a bit of what might go into the contract.

Depending on how she reacted to this, I might offer her the Embrace. After all she seemed like a perfect candidate to become a member of the Tremere. However, it would likely only be in an emergency scenario, after all neither of us wanted her to lose her awakened powers if not necessary. It was better for both of our research if she kept them.

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Victoria Ashworth

" I'm a Nordic necromancer. Know Havamal? '– if up in a tree – I see a corpse hanging high, – the mighty runes – I write and color – make the man come down – to talk with me.' "

It seemed that the girl was a necromancer of all things, which explained why she was able to tell I was a vampire so quickly. It was a weak point of mine, and of Thaumaturgy in general. Necromancy was more the specialization of the Giovanni after all. Though, this could be an opportunity to perhaps start encroaching into their territory. Though it seemed to me that the girl was not being totally forthright with me, after all she was an Awakened, what need did she have for a specific form of Sorcery, such as an old nordic system? I decided that I would ask her about that, and see if I could not confirm that she was indeed from another world.

"I do apologize, but I am rather unfamiliar with Necromancy, that is the purview of the Giovanni, not we the Tremere. However, one thing about what you said puzzles me, Gudrun. As far as I am aware, Awakened have no need for the trappings of ancient sorceries, such as runes and the like, for the most part. From what I heard from my childe, who once was a mage, they only used them to focus their will when they were inexperienced, or when it was a particularly difficult magic.  In the end, I was under the impression that it was the fact that mages could bend the world with their will alone that brought their magic about. Is that not the case for you?" I asked, testing her to see if my hypothesis was correct.

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"I'm Gudrun Solberg. I actually heard rumors about blood sorcery, but my knowledge about it scratches only surface."

My hunch was correct, the girl did indeed lack knowledge about Thaumaturgy, and thus likely had never heard of Clan Tremere as well. That would explain why she had no clue as to how I had done what I did with her phone. Interesting, perhaps I ought to offer to enlighten her. After all, it wouldn't hurt to share a bit of knowledge with someone who may very well turn out to be a potential recruit, though I doubt it would be under ideal circumstances. After all, a mage loses their powers when they are turned. I had figured that one out for myself after I had turned Sibyl. She likely would not accept, at least unless it was an emergency. After all, I wouldn't if I was in their shoes. The power of the awakened was indeed far more flexible than Thaumaturgy, after all.

Decided on what I would say, I began to speak to the girl in front of me, "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Gudrun. You likely are not familiar with my clan, which is rather strange sicne you know of vampires, if you do not know of Thaumaturgy. After all, we are a pillar of the Camarilla, and have been practicing it for longer than I have been undead by a good two hundred years, so about a millennium," I said, giving her a brief summary of my clan. Then, I tipped my hand a bit to show her what I was angling at, "If, perhaps, you could tell me a bit about your magic, I would be more than willing to teach you a thing or two about Thaumaturgy. After all, I could hardly ask you to divulge your craft without offering something in return. Of course, we would have to further negotiate, but I am definitely curious about your magic," I finished, showing my keen interest in her.

After all, it was not often that one got to learn a bit about mages, especially one that may be from a slightly shifted parallel world than mine. Perhaps her powers worked differently from Sibyls when she was alive. It would be interesting to find out, so I was willing to take the risk of sharing a thing or two about thaumaturgy with this woman. Of course, she would be sworn to secrecy about it.

With that said, I simply waited for the girl's response, wondering how she would take it.

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Victoria Ashworth

As I approached the bench, I found the girl there who had been at the shop, and after approaching the bench and sitting down, she seemingly cast a spell and the people around began to seem like they could not notice us at all. Such was the power of magic, after all. I would have to see if I could replicate some of it with the proper thaumaturgical principles, perhaps a ritual? It likely didn't fall under any path at the moment, but there was nothing saying we could not replicate it however.

It seemed, however, that the girl was less familiar with my kind than I was with hers, as she did not know about Thaumaturgy. Perhaps she was only from a world similar to mine? That could be an explanation, or perhaps she was just not too familiar with vampires. Either way, it really didn't matter. Just something to ponder. However, the way she called it a trick was a tiny bit irritating, though it seemed she was just uneducated rather than dismissive, so I would let it slide, and simply educate her. After all, from what little I had seen of her aura colors, she was quite an inquisitive person.

Deciding to speak freely now that mundanes were no longer listening, I began to speak, "It was more of the latter, really. Though it could be said to be a bit of both. What I had used is called Thaumaturgy, or perhaps Blood Sorcery would be a more familiar term for you. Specifically, I used a bit of Technomancy, which is one of several types of Thaumaturgy I am familiar with," I said, answering the girl's question. "Now that we are now out of the earshot of mortals, I believe introductions are in order. I am Victoria Ashworth, High Regent of the London Chantry and Elder Vampire of Clan Tremere. What would your name be, young mage?" I was rather curious about her, as mages were a bit of an interesting subject for research among my clan, especially since our founder, and many of the eldest of our clan were once mages themselves.

With my piece said, I simply waited for the girl's response and pondered what kind of magic she might be able to use. It seemed she was at least familiar with mind and possibly life or entropy, as she was able to detect that I was not living.

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Victoria Ashworth

"I usually go for two operating systems and boot whichever suits my needs at given moment"  We can sit by that bench near the fountain outside the store. I shall veil us two so the crowd does not notice us and steers away That would not deter her pet though, but that is what she wanted.

Thinking to myself about what she said, I picked up both the Linux disk and the best windows disk and put them in my basket. That definitely was a good idea, it would work fairly well. Before replying to her verbally, I sent her a quick text message, saying the following:

Very well then, I will go pay for the merchandise that I have gathered for my computer, and I will meet you out there in about five minutes.

With that said, I replied verbally, saying "Ah, that definitely seems like the wisest course of action. I will do that. Thanks for your help, I have to go pay now." With that, I turned away from the girl and headed over to the counter to pay, as everything that could be said in earshot of Kine had been said.

Making my way over to the counter, a bleary eyed teenage girl eyed me and then the merchandise I had, before shrugging and starting to ring it all up, probably figuring that if I didn't have the money and it had to be put back, it would just give her something to kill time. I wasn't too keen about being treated like a child, but I had to at least put up with it around Kine. After all, it did give me a bit of a pass a lot of times since people tended to not pay children much notice, especially when I traveled with retainers, they just assumed I was their child or something.

With everything rang up, I produced enough cash from the wad I had summoned earlier to pay for it, and the teen's eyes bulged a little bit before accepting it and trying to give me my change, which I just waved off. Now that the five minutes had passed, I made my way over to the appointed area, looking to see if the mage had already reached the area.

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Victoria Ashworth


"My relatives are doctors in the relevant field. Picked up from them the knowledge how to recognize it" She said in a hushed tone.

The girl seemed to be playing along with my ruse to fool anyone who might be listening, and replied in kind. Before I had a chance to reply, however, she sent back a text to my phone, which beeped at me and I looked at her message.


I do not mind a chat, but let us meet later, outside Emporium

After reading the text, I quickly replied to her text saying with the following:

Very well then, if you have a place in mind let me know and I will go with you. If we are going now, however, we would need to direct the conversation to make it seem natural or meet up again later.

Hitting send, I began to reply to her verbally, in order to maintain the facade, "Sorry about that, my phone went off, and it was something rather important, so I might be continuing to interrupt our conversation to reply. I do apologize, and I would normally never do something like that, however this is rather urgent," I said with a false apology, good enough to convince anyone watching. "And that is rather interesting, my father was not as much into medicine and science as he was into the occult. Its also why I choose to dress like this, he was rather old fashioned so I grew up wearing clothing like this and I took a liking to it," I continued, trying to keep the conversation going to fool any Kine around.

"By any chance are you familiar with the different OS types they have here? They seem relatively similar to my world, though they are a bit more advanced, I was going to go with the best windows they have here, as it probably is the best for data processing, but I am also considering Linux as I am familiar enough with computers to use it, and I am building my own computer, I might as well customize my own OS," I said, gesturing to the assorted computer parts I had in a large basket that I had gotten from the store.

After that, I waited for a reply to my text, and to see if the girl might have some relevant information on the OSes here.

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