Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25119920-20160513001657/@comment-26571677-20160513004508

Her heels dug into the soft soil, not enough to leave a trail, but enough to be annoying. Not that Valka cared, what mattered was completing the bounty, and reaping some revenge. This was the job of an ANGEL, and she was lucky enough to be the first one here, probably.

Her eyes scanned the outside of the building, and detected multiple faults, open window, ajar doors, and multiple climbing possibilities. She took the easier option, and teleported through a window, wincing as she heard the thump of the ice block she created fall to the ground.

The insides were needlessly fancy, and she felt a tinge of disgust, as it reminded her of her parent's house, and the years she spent in there. Not. Good memorie, or fond ones, the only feeling she ever had in that house was a sense of being trapped.

She heard the heels of a servant come walking by, and contemplated if it would be worth taking her down, and chose not to, besides, this presented the perfect cover. Valka stood up, and smoother out her dress, and remembered how her mother taught her to behave.

The maid rounded the corner, and almost dropped her dishes upon seeing Valka, who looked at her with disdain, and uninterest.

"Maid, where is your master? Please hurry now, I don't have time for your pointless Drabble. I have a meeting."

She looked flustered, and Valka took the advantage,

"Hesitating are we? I'll have to report that to your master..."

The maid jumped, and immediately gave an apology, beginning to guide Valka to her target, unknowingly.