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</div><br/><span style="font-size: 22px">Veronica Sterling</span><br/><b>Time:</b>July 20th, Early afternoon<br/><b>Location: </b>Darke Manor, Casoria, Italy<br/><b>Mood Song:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DbOcXB_Kj0BE%26list%3DRDBevws2UDtpw%26index%3D9&amp;hash=11f42e412a370a511e7234302ec29c9c" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bOcXB_Kj0BE&amp;list=RDBevws2UDtpw&amp;index=9" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">115 - Elena Siegman</a><br/><b>Wearing: </b>As picture, plus Tristan's jacket<br/><b>Tagging: </b>Auriella (<a class="username" data-user-id="10864" data-username="Anaris" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/10864/">Anaris</a>)<br/><b>Mentioning:</b><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>It had been so long since Veronica had actually had a home. The place where she lived, Vincent's extra mansion, was never a home. It was a house, and she lived in it. And then it was a school, a training facility. And a prison... a cage for his uncontrollable beast.<br/><br/>Had she really become so unhinged that any fragment of kindness just shattered her protections? So frayed at the edges that Auriella could give even the vaguest gesture to patch her up and she lept at the opportunity? That thought, too, was pushed aside by the urgency in her mother's voice, followed by the scent of smoke and fire. It was an all too familiar smell, but for different reasons than some silly mages throwing fireballs around. From the combination of her own thoughts and Auriella's sudden fear, Veronica hadn't even noticed the older woman closing the gap between them and slipping their hands together.<br/><br/>The dam in her heart nearly broke in that moment, only held together by the one force Veronica knew how to rely on; sheer, unadulterated hatred. How dare these people stop her from talking more with Auriella...<br/><br/>Her mother's request was simple enough. The wall was there one second, then turned to dust in the wind in the next, the force Veronica calculated utterly destroying the entire face of the house. It was like watching a video of a tornado tearing through a trailer park, just much faster and far more violent. "Getting rid of objects is easy... Helping people jump from a height? That's a new one for me. I could try calculating everything, but I don't want to risk hurt you. And I won't just jump down first and catch you. Father trained me in how to block magic with my powers, just in case... In case I had to kill Idris..." Veronica said, getting a bit downtrodden at the last bit. For all the rage she had toward her sister earlier, it felt horrible to say such a thing in front of Auriella.<br/><br/>As if on cue, a burst flame shot out from the doorway. Even despite the heat she felt as it nearly struck them, Veronica managed to make her calculations in time, throwing the fire back at their attacker as if she was playing mental soccer. "Jump. I'll be right behind you." She yelled, forgetting the older woman was mere inches from her. "I promise. I'll protect you..."