Heidi was about to correct Shawn's 'morning' as she walked through the door, but decided to let him figure it out, and sure enough, he did. Smiling, Heidi took a seat beside him, though not after nodding at Peter, and waving. "Доброе утро. Как поживаешь?" she spoke cheerfully and confidently, as she often did when speaking in another language.
"It is almost lunch," she replied to Shawn after she was seated. "Want to go and get it together after this class?"
She looked up when Olinda walked in. "I don't think so," she answered. "This is Kurt's class. Have you read the screenplay?" Heidi, of course, had read the screenplay, in order to wind down after finished work for one of her online courses. The school had made an exception in allowing Heidi to take online University and College courses. They simply realised that there was little they could teach her academically. Even this class was just to keep her busy and to utilise her imagination. Besides, she'd feel very alone if she was out of class while the others were in it all the time.
Shawn began to talk about training, but changed his mind and suggested R&R, Heidi nodded and muttered an agreement, but admittedly wasn't very good at relaxing and being a normal member of society. She was comfortable in the mansion because most people had accepted her for who she was, but in the outside would, she reverted to worrying about social interaction to the point where she paralysed herself back to the stage she was at before Booker started to help her.
@pyroman@WildRoseTobias grinned at his leader's orders. Time to make somebody pay. The longer he went without hurting humans, the more pent up his resentment of their race. He needed outlets like this every so often to clear his blood. Speaking of blood, he'd better take her advice and feed.
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Several hours later, he was walking down a street in the bad part of town, in the richest-looking clothes he owned, cane in hand, and tapping out his presence to those around him, just screaming out 'Hey! I'm vulnerable and richly dressed! Mugging me will likely net you a lot of money very easily!' Of course most people would find doing that to a blind man too repulsive, but Tobias knew that most of them were just waiting for a moment where they wouldn't be seen or judged. His faith in humans to be bigger than that was low, and sure enough, the moment he stepped into a secluded alley, he heard footprints speedily approach him.
The moment he sensed the assailant was about to grab him, he twirled round, smacked the thug so hard over the head with the cane that he must of recieved a concussion from that, and then lunged in for the kill, biting the mugger's neck with on hand over his mouth to muffle the screams, and drained him until his own belly was full. To cover his tracks, and to finish off the wretched thug's meaningless life, he pulled out a knife, and cut a line in his throat connecting the two bite marks. The blade kept going, however, until he had fully cut the mugger's throat. Tobias drooped him and left him to die as he discarded his bloodstained coat and left the alley from the other side, and made his way back to the law firm.
@Burning Kitty