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[gotyourwallet]

[Sitting on a ledge part way up one of the towers is Vie, her Journal in one hand and a half consumed bottle of liquor in the other. Since the trial she's been keeping quiet, avoiding the crowd and deliberately making herself scarce. There was a lot on her mind, and the trial had proven to be the shock her relaxed had been waiting for. A reminder that this place was not safe, and that it's people were just as much a risk as the ones she knew from home.

Journal open, she skims the page before muttering in her native tongue.]

 It would seem no matter where I go, nothing changes. The same corruption lingers.

My question to you, all of you, is a matter of species. What are you? Where do you come from? How alike is this world to your own?

[That's it. Vie falls silent. Anyone walking around outside might notice the girl sitting on the tower ledge, but try to get close and she'll climb away.]

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[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Vie caught most of it. The moment Nick was pinned with Anna's jaws in his neck she was out of there though.]

I am Vie, a Valei from Tal Cuaron. Like you I find there are certain... similarities between this place and my own.

Some of which I am not pleased about.

[thequeensown]

[Talia makes a soft sound in the back of her throat. No, the things she's seen so far are less than pleasant. She has no inclination to see this place become like either the Elegante or the Shore that followed.]

It is good to know you, Vie .. we are of like minds, I think. I have no want to see things worse than we have already been shown .. Although I admit that I fear such..

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Even in this brief moment of talk, Vie already respects Talia more than most.]

So it would seem.

[She's pretty pleased with that. Relieved, almost.]

Yes it's... Well, I'm not sure what to expect anymore. I brace for the worst and hail the days when the worst does not come.