Vaeltia was traveling the area of sacramento known as Arden Arcade. She liked this particular area, and it wasn’t just because she had grown up in the city. It wasn’t because she lived in this particular subsection of the city either -- although that did have something to do with it.
It was territory the Archangels had claimed, it was where she was assigned in the force, and it was where she genuinely felt where she belonged. Unless you count the ranch six miles outside of town where she spent a good deal of her time.
Instead she was walking around, her gun at her belt, and her badge around her neck -- casual but still mentally on duty, a second circut for the day, this time eyes peeled especially for supernal touches.
allthespells, mana used to cloak
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