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VTM 20th: The October Chronicles

As the guns went off, Valentina instantly dropped to the floor, moving in a low crouch, still to the back door. Once out, however, she closed her eyes to concentrate. She wasn't overly efficient at her powers, not compared to others in her family, but she was creative.

Through shear force of will, Valentina made the image of a deep black curtain over the door. To everyone, it would appear like they back of the building was in deep shadows, as if they were in a covered alley that didn't allow any light down. the illusion would be believable enough to anyone not familiar with the area, or not taking the time to think about it, and would give all those who made it out the door cover from gunfire.

with that, she continued to follow Belka, keeping an eye back to focus on the door to save as many as she could before she lost her concentration on the illusion.

VTM 20th: The October Chronicles

While Valentina didn't have much to do with the politics of the country, some of her family did. She had begun to notice more and more of them being absent at the camp, and eventually decided to take part. Her people, forever low class and outcast, clearly sided with the F.M.A., but even so, Valentina never held the passion the others felt for the cause. Perhaps that was because she was a vampire now, perhaps it was because she was a performer, and usually paid by the elites they were fighting, or perhaps it was because if it weren't for her family, she would be one of those elites at the arm of her Toreador fan.

All that changed in one moment. She had had the night off and her family talked her into joining them at the doors to the palace to protest. She had attended, but hadn't been there long when she was whisked away in the wake of destruction. Even after feeding from her parents, so much blood all around almost caused her to frenzy as she dashed through the streets in a numb state as she followed Belka. She wasn't sure where the rest of her family had ended up, or if they had survived, but she was grateful that her parents had stayed home.

In the safehouse, Valentina slipped into a corner and remaining silent. She was not a fighter, she was a speaker, and it seemed the time for speaking had passed, until Belka spoke up. Without a word, looking much like the scared girl she was, Valentina would follow Belka. Hell, what else could she do at the moment?

Hello!~❇️

*tips hat in a hello*

Vampire: The Masquerade 20th edition

I F*ing love this, but am not on enough to play on discord.

Hi I'm new

*raises hand* um... I don't do souls.... But if you just sign this contract, you won't have to worry about your body once your soul's gone...

Hi I'm new

Heh, to quote so many.... "It takes all kinds"

O:-)

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