[hr][hr][center][h1][color=7fbf40]Sylvia Strange[/color][/h1][/center][center][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/a590006a75ea077d7cd85f364ac256bc/tumblr_inline_n6i9979iQU1sgladw.gif[/img][/center]
[hr][center][color=7fbf40][b]Location:Inn → Outside[/b][/color]
[color=7fbf40][b]Interacting With: Noone[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]

Sylvia remained still for a what felt like eternity, her stony face was set into a neutral and never changing expression. She gazed coldly at her cup of coffee, the spoon inside magically stirring itself, the soft [i]clinks[/i] and Sylvia’s breathing being the only thing that ever moved or made a sound. Sylvia felt nothing at that moment, she couldn’t feel herself sinking into the mattress of her bed or the sudden chill that enveloped the room. She didn’t dare move, she didn’t want to risk it, she knew that if he dared think or move, she’d turn into a weeping and snotty mess.

Two incredibly shitty things just slammed into her one after the other. The memory of it was becoming cloudy then sharp then cloudy again, as if her mind wanted to purge it from her memory, but she couldn’t. In the brief moments when she could remember what exactly happened just a few minutes ago, she saw herself tearing up as she read an expected email. She only remembers brief snippets from it now.

She remembers the sender trying to sound caring, but it just came off as ingenious and robotic. The e-mail informed her about a fire that happened at her home, that her brother died and they needed her to identify the body. The second punch to the gut came when she felt [i]It[/i] coming. She didn’t know what or who It was, she always relied on Belial to tell her such thing, but right now, the jungle spirit was tight-lipped. Sylvia just knew something very, very bad and deadly was going to happen. A part of her wished it was a meteor hurdling straight after her, ending herself. She felt as if she had nothing to live for. Her only true friend, and family member she cared about was now with the Angels, he left her alone and lost in this world, and how couldn’t she feel bitter about it?

Sylvia sighed, a choked sob escaping too as she got off her bed, angrily smashing her mug on the floor. The shattering glass brought her some comfort as she left out her frustrated emotions, but now she just wanted to swallow the glass. The dark liquid within was now pooling on the floor, the bits of glass sparkling in the mixture like stars when sunlight hit the deadly shards. Sylvia flicked her hand and the shards dispersed, scurrying off into some dark corner where hopefully room service would clean it up. 

Now wasn’t the time to sit around destroying the room, she needed to pull herself together. The thought of her brother watching over her and him seeing her act like a crying child gave her the determination she needed to finally pack up and leave. She didn’t bother to do a clean sweep of the room, she just knew she had to get out now and fast. She probably left some vials around, but it didn’t matter to her, she got the most important stuff and just left. No goodbye, or informing the old lady at the desk, she just left. 

Sylvia tried walking down with the same confident stride she always had, but she frequently found herself wiping away tears as passed people running around like headless chicken. She didn’t even bother calling up a taxi, she just hoped she’d see on along the way, and if she didn’t. Then she had a long way to walk. Anything to prolong the inevitable. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=c0fff4]Eudora Esmeralda Erebus
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[hr][center][color=c0fff4][b]Location: On the Floor → Her Hut[/b][/color]
[color=c0fff4][b]Interacting With: Inconsiderate Driver[/b][/color][/center][hr][hr]

Eudora stared down the cat, refusing to budge as the mangy feline hissed. [color=c0fff4]”If it weren’t for mine good nature you’d be-”[/color], Eudora was suddenly cut off by a shrieking horn, she turned and met with the shocked eyes of a driver behind the tinted windows of his car. The poor soul tried to swerve, only to have accidently crashed into Eudora, sending her flying off the road and onto the sidewalk near-by. [color=c0fff4]”Fool of a Took!”[/color] the enraged witch yelled to the driver, comically shaking her fist at him as she propped herself up. Eudora heard some concerning cracks as she lifted herself up, but thought nothing of it. It would take more than that to crack this tough nut. However, Eudora isn’t as durable now as she was in her youth, if she even had a youth. Her memory was getting worse day by day, and so was her durability. A dull and painful ache spread across her body as she limped towards the driver, spouting off curses (both the magic and non-magic kind), wishing that his milk will always sour and his clothes will be too small. 

Eudora saw the man step out, wide-eyed and shocked as she spat out question upon question, constantly asking her if she’s ok as Eudora tried pushing him away. Eudora furrowed her wrinkly eyebrows as she prepared to hurl every (non-magic) curse she knew, words so vulgar it’d make the Devil wince. 

She stopped, her toothless mouth agape as she felt a shudder of impending doom wash over her. “M-mam, are you ok?” he was genuinely worried as Eudora looked like she was going to have a stroke in front of him. [color=c0fff4]”Back off! I’ve got work to do!”[/color] she said as she fulfilled karma by shoving him to the floor too as she waddled away surprisingly fast back to her home. Something nasty was coming this way and she wanted as many protective barriers between her and It as possible.