The Riverside Clubhouse, it was seeming like a perfect place to do business, or at least to begin it. The blond was sitting in one of the secluded booths in the back. In her hand a copy of Sun Tsu’s Art of War that she was casually flicking through. On the table a small notepad that she was occasionally scribbling notes in.
Vaeltia was dressed in a deep red tanktop, over which a loose white oxford hung. She was wearing black denim jeans, an dark running shoes. Attached to her hip in a coil was her pentacle-rosary and a pair of sling back headphones lead down to the red iPhone on the table.
She was waiting for the Epopt and Herald, but that didn’t stop her from having Homework or Homework. That was definitely an issue with being in school and being an apprentice. At least she had decided to bolt on the Art Schooling, the Associate’s degree was enough, and the Bachelors would probably never be finished.
Perhaps that was how Fate had determined it.
Ariadne Kelreth