Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-25924729-20160220064751

"Oh uh, i'm sor-, hey, what the-" she couldn't get a single word in between the woman's bombardment of questions. "I'm sorry!" she finally snapped. It worked, the woman stopped talking.

She jumped at the chance to speak before the woman could continue.The governor said we could explore, so your work sounded real interesting and i just wanted to take a look. Was that Aconitum i smelled in there?" she smiled, trying to hide her blunder with a compliment and hoping not to offend the woman.

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In the darkness of the vent, Vale smirked, a small but terrifying curl of the lips, suggesting deadly intent and menace. Thought of a giant, dormant grimm fascinated her, like a helpless sparrow fascinated a predatory hawk.

By her cult's teachings, she viewed Grimm as evil. Not in the normal sense, but physical manifestations of human sin and punishment. To kill a grimm was to cleanse her own soul of impurity. And now... the Ultimate Sin, the Devil himself...

She couldn't wait to return and tell her cult, they would purge this great evil from the world and celebrate in it's foul corpse. Until then... she backed out of the vent. Whatever Michael and Ryan were discussing sounded important, but even Vale had moral standards, twisted as they were. She would allow them privacy, they'd already given her enough.