My Church Offers No Absolution

[Theresa McMasters]

This being England, it wasn't terribly difficult or out of the normal pattern of things for fog to be everywhere in the early morning or late in the evening. Tonight was no exception, though it was perhaps a little odd that the fog was deepest under the eves of the wood. Theresa sat cross-legged in the woods, the skin of her legs pressed against the ground as her eyes glowed with a vibrant green light. The fog occasionally swirled around her, blown by small breezes that countermanded the typical air flow.

((Open))

[Victoria Valentine]

It would take a while, but Theresa would eventually smell a familiar blend of incense-like herbs and a touch of tobacco wafting along with the breeze swirling around her.

[Theresa McMasters]

"If you want to be mysterious, you should stop smoking something so distinctive," Theresa said, her voice strangely distant.

[Victoria Valentine]

"If I cared about being noticed, I wouldn't dress the way I do," Victoria pointed out from the bough of the tree she was lounging in.

[Theresa McMasters]

"You have a point," Theresa said, breathing deeply. "What brings you out to the woods tonight?"

[Victoria Valentine]

"Probably the same thing you come out for," she said. "Just more generalized and with less certain results."

[Theresa McMasters]

"Peace of mind? You don't seem the type to go looking for that," she teased.

[Victoria Valentine]

"I never said that it worked. But hope springs eternal, dear."

[Theresa McMasters]

"I suppose you're right, after a fashion. I saw your pictures from that big thing in London. Have fun?"

[Victoria Valentine]

"I'm not sure anyone went there to have fun. It was... enlightening, at least."

"And you? Been keeping yourself busy?"

[Theresa McMasters]

"Trying to. College is worlds different than high school. I still don't know that I'm used to it."

[Victoria Valentine]

Victoria shrugged. "Just don't let the work pile up so much that you can't claw your way back out. It's not that bad." She reflected a minute. "Unless they have you in calculus. Fuck that class forever."

[Theresa McMasters]

"Calculus I get. It makes some sort of strange sense in my head. Which is good, since I have to take it. I have been trying to make some time to go out now and then though. I need to get down to London sometime soon to do some shopping."

[Victoria Valentine]

"Well fuck you forever, too, then," Victoria said, playfully, with a smirk. "Just don't spend all night raving in London. Too many vampires."

[Theresa McMasters]

"Vampires? Seriously? I mean, I know they exist, but London?"

[Victoria Valentine]

"Not anymore, really. They weren't much to talk about, either. Never understood if they were actual vampires or genetically altered things, or... eh. Not important anymore."

[Theresa McMasters]

"What happened to them? Destruction of habitat?"

[Victoria Valentine]

"They pissed the school off," Victoria answered simply.

[Theresa McMasters]

"Ah. That could lead to destruction of habitat, but usually just general destruction. That seems to be what many here excel in."

[Victoria Valentine]

"Well, they didn't exactly give us much choice. Pricks." Victoria shrugged. "Anyway, yeah. Turned me off a bit to the London scene, all of them dead or not."

[Theresa McMasters]

"Yeah. Unfortunately, Maldon isn't exactly stuffed with good clothing stores though. So I'll have to take the risk."