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As if his ears were burning, Hammond happen to bump right into Eleana. She fixed a pleasant smile on her face and greets him.
"Good morning Hammond, I haven't seen Blake today. Try follow the trail of mischief, he should be at the end of it." She tried to leave it at that, but then the thought seem to pop into Hammond's head.
"How's your glamour holding up?" She pauses and shrugs. "I"m still walking, so its holding." Wasn't a lie, she was walking. Wouldn't have human legs if her glamour had faded. She tries for her escape again, only to step back to avoid Vladimir rushing by. Eleana watches him slip away into his caravan One did not to be gifted to notice the anxiety the vampire had. Her attention returns to Hammond, "Our fearless leader doesn't look so good today. Who knew a dead human could cause so much trouble."
"Who do you think was responsible anyway? "
and the witch hunt has begun.
Saturday night fever had a darker, much bloodier meaning during that war.
Olivia
Free Clinic

Obviously, John did not seem please to be preached to, the eye roll really gave it away. He did take the time to justify his reasons for doing drugs, instead of just telling her to fuck off. Olivia's expression turns serous again and she fixes John with a sharp gaze.
"John, I"m only giving you this little speech because I want to give you a chance. True, I'm not a fan of drugs, but I don't judge or look down on people who do it. Everyone has a vice, but sometimes those vices get out of control. You could have a perfect handle on your habit, but it only takes one bad trip, one OD to send you to the morgue." Their appointment was running over, Olivia retrieves a plain white card from her pocket and places it in his hand. "Look, if you are in trouble, or need some help just call the clinic. There is even a extension number for patients that need to reach me." Olivia fixes John with a smile before she stands. "Oh, and how about 'don't smoke it while you stroke it'" She shrugs, "Kinda appropriate, don't ya think." She opens to door to the examination room and steps aside to let John pass with a slight nod of her head "Until next time John."

clinic waiting room
"Yo, can we get a stretcher?" The verbose orderly hollows as the two men bring Vince inside. A wheeled bed is brought from the somewhere in the back with a nurse leading it. The two scrubs don't give a one two three, they just lift Vince, carefully placing him on his back. The nurse and one of the orderlies wheel the half-conscious man to an examination room in the back, the nurse trying to get the man talking.
"Can I get your name honey? What was the last thing you remember? When was the last time you ate?" She fires off the questions to keep him awake as well as narrowing down what was wrong with him. Most of the damage appear to be in his face. Bruising to the eye, lacerations along the check.. Dehydration was present as well, with maybe a few fractured ribs.
"Someone took a liking to you, didn't they?" She mumbles to herself before addressing the orderly. "Lets get him on a IV drip, he's dehydrated."
Never forget.
As Eleana moved deeper into the forest, she realized that Sasha had not followed. She did not chose to be hurt by this, but focused on what laid beyond her instead. The noises of civil life faded behind her with each step, and the sensation of the wild night surrounded her. It did not matter what jungle, forest or desert Eleana discovered, the alluring song of the wilderness was always there. She found a clearing, just a small one between large trees. There was a family of rabbits, but their keen ears had heard Eleana approached and she watch them dash under roots and into bushes. From the safety of the darkness, a fox observed Eleana pass. The light from the dull moonlight caught in the gold unblinking eyes of a brown owl that perched among the branches. Songs of cricket and frogs linger in the air.

Among all this, Eleana finally surrenders to the temptation she had held at bay for months. She sheds her robe and what was left of her costume first, abandoning it among the weeds. The heat grew to a intense burn under her skin, it felt like the flames would lick away her human shell. There is a flash of light, and her glamor is no more. The flash scares away all of the creatures except the owl that remains watching. The phoenix that stood in Eleana's place slowly stretches out her crimson wings with her eyes glancing upward toward the heavens. Then she shoots into the air like a rocket. The long hours are spent zipping in between trees, hunting for prey by the river, and embracing the feeling of freedom from the days of old.

Morning
Within the cozy caravan, sat Eleana who at the moment was working away at a new dress. She worked in silence, but the chaotic music from Igor Stravinsky's ballet on her record player was the only sound she needed. Finally, the sew machine comes to a stop and Eleana admires her work. She had return to the camp at dawn, in her human form of course. Although, the transformation back into her shell had taken longer than the last time Eleana slipped away for a nightly flight.
She realized that the spell itself needed to be renewed by the circus doctor. But going to renew this spell always made Eleana feel a little trapped. She would surely be in a bitter mood for hours after the spell is renewed, so why should she ruin her perfect mood today? She would simply put off seeing him for as long as possible, like always.

After a few hours working on her designs, Eleana slipped on her red silk robe over night gown she wore and stepped into the fresh morning. She was curious to see what was being served for the first meal this morning.
I'm very certain that it won't dramatically effect my posting, I'll be able to check the rp when I get up and reply by that evening.
Thanks Doctor. Today is a catch up day for me, posting here and in two other places. *cracks knuckles*

oh, I should say this now, starting this week my time on here will be very limited. my place of work on campus is reopening with new items, and they have me working every day this week, so I have to manage my time between school and now my current hours. No to worry, this will only be for the first week or so.
Wonder where Cherry has been.
I'm just waiting on some posts.
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