Currently: Katalam - (Hometown in Russia)
Status: 62%
Feeling: "There has to be more."
Eye Color:: Amber Yellow/Electric purple when Berserking
Personality:: Somewhat Condescending. Gracefully insane.
Occupation:: Retired Weaponsmith/ Current Mistress. (Serious Mad Scientist Vibes)
Species:: Void | Berserker
Height:: 5'8"
Physically:: Lean with visibly toned muscles.
Goal:: N/a
Valkyrie is a former hunter of the supernatural. She took up this career for several years before ultimately becoming one in which she hunted. Falling for one of those blood-sucking menaces, life had changed. Though it changed even further once her lover abandoned her. While in his eyes, this was to protect Valkyrie. In her eyes, it was a betrayal. This spiraled her distrust for vampires but awoke her terrifying Berserking genes. Through uncontrollable rage, Valkyrie became his end.
Atlas. Her second muse. Years later, Valkyrie had gone through massive changes and met many new creatures. Atlas originally was her servant, her slave that she loved to put through cruel feats of torture and drunken rage fits. Her cruelty came to a lull one night. All her ways of working him to the bone and petty torture had been out of a twisted attraction she'd had for him. Acting on that attraction, she pursued her servant in a more romantic matter. This led to a spiral that our Mistress never expected. Atlas was The King of a realm known as the Void, and through fluid contact with him, her body began to slowly disintegrate from the inside out. Ultimately this led to Valkyrie's very painful death.
Years later, she was resurrected. Through the use of a particular Cambion, she's recovered the memories that were lost in her previous life. She's still left to wonder who revived her? How did they do it? And who was that man leaning over her when she awoke. Where has he gone? The only memories she has of that day are cloudy. Black hair and amber eyes are her only clues. Later in life, she bore a child, though the child's life was short-lived. She, of course, had nothing to do with little Titania, and instead pursued her newfound power that Atlas left her with. She's now grown to master most void abilities and has discovered that the entrance to the Void's realm has laid within her weapon this whole time. She's now self-proclaimed King of the Void. While this doesn't settle well with others in the Void Realm. There's currently no one to challenge her for that title. Hence, the False King rules to this date.
Valkyrie has since grown comfortable with Atlas's disappearance. With the help of an ally by the name of Draco, research has been conducted on both Valkyrie and her weapon. she's come to believe through this science that Atlas dwells in her weapon of choice; one he as well knew she cherished. Even though she once cared for Atlas, she will do everything in her power to keep him contained; for releasing the King could forfeit her Void inheritance. What's even more worrisome, however, is that the Void's power continues to infect others with virtually no cure.
After the Great War ended. (Causing the death of her mortal enemy as well as her servant Ceres), Valkyrie has returned to her hometown in Russia. There's an odd aura about this place that she sometimes cannot stand. Amir and his people built this place with their magick. Is it now free for the taking? With no ruler for the traveler's town, Valkyrie has debated seeking out the Talisman of Absolute Law. This Amulet has been hidden for quite some time. Ceres, however, leaked snips of information regarding its whereabouts shortly before her passing. It is said to have to power to bring lesser beings to their knees. Perhaps she'd have her kingdom yet.
Still, there remains the issue of Vasharti. The son she never wanted.The child or intrusion and torture. The child of experimental rape at the hands of Amir. Valkyrie never wishes to see him, but does he feel the same? Only time will tell.
Valkyrie has a very condescending personality, this trait is amplified when she is dealing with her servants. She keeps to herself when dealing with most strangers but isn't shy. Valkyrie has a dark mentality towards her servants, sometimes taking out built-up rage on them. . Val has become gracefully insane. This disability is not enough to stop her in everyday pursuits but often drives her ambitions in a different direction. After being oppressed by Amir, a switch flipped in Val's mind sending her on an endless quest for power. The goal? To never be put in that position again. Additionally, she has a crazy addiction to her servant Atlas. Though upon her mysterious resurrection, he is nowhere to be found. Atlas has been with her for quite some time. Her attraction to him became her downfall as both a Mistress and a Human.
Aside from the few things that trigger her, Valkyrie is mostly normal. Long ago, before acquiring her void abilities or her first servant for that matter. Our Mistress had a lover. Valkyrie grew twistedly attached to him, almost as much as she is to Atlas. She was a hunter back then, to Vampires in specific. After months of a perfect love, Val's lover broke things off in fear for her safety. In a flurry of emotional pain, the Berserker was born. Enraged and unable to control herself, Valkyrie brutally murdered her lover. (Or so she thought) Every so often she can be seen caving into that addiction when someone with similar characteristics as her dead lover is present.
Valkyrie isn't one to wear a smile on her face and is more than often, strictly business. Part of her wishes for a new start while the other side can't stop thinking about her past and all it contained.
Valkyrie is a dark beauty. Our Mistress possesses long black hair which is usually drawn back to keep it out of the way. Standing at 5'9", she's much taller than the typical female. Everything about our Mistress is fearsome; her body is well toned visibly showing curves of muscle under that smooth skin of hers. Often her eyes are a golden yellow, though when enraged, they'll pulsate and eventually stay a vibrant purple. The purple is a mix of a Berserking Status and the Void which her late servant infected her with. When not in battle our Mistress still tries to keep it classy but doesn't waste as much time in the mirror as most women her age.
Our Mistress has a scar on her stomach, from a battle with a horrid enemy of hers. Amir was the only man she could never beat, the only one that was able to control her. She hated it with every fiber of her being, however, retaliation only led to injury, not once but several times. Never did she cave in, always did it appear she was Amir's punching bag. His abilities far countered hers in every way. Their last battle left her near death, when Amir used her own weapon against her creating a deep slash wound from her right hip clear upwards to the lower left part of her rib cage.
Valkyrie is different from most supernaturals for the fact that she does not have the ability to cast any type of magic. She also has many vital points that most humans have. Valkyrie is a berserker meaning the more angry or injured she becomes, the stronger she will get. She is a scythe wielder and since her return from the void has the ability to materialize her weapon at will. Our Mistress is an amazing ally but an even more dangerous enemy. She has come to the conclusion that the former void King Atlas embodies her scythe and wields his power as her own.
STRENGTHS
Overwhelming physical strength: Valkyrie has amazing physical strength, enough to shatter boulders or even cause small fissures This was the only supernatural ability that she was born with. Her strength matches if not exceeds most supernaturals with this ability and continues to get stronger the more rage she builds up.
Undying Stamina: Due to the fact that Valkyrie has a rather slow speed level when it comes to the supernatural, over time her body has developed the ability to take many more hits than most. (Consider her a tank, for you all gamers out there.) The damage inflicted on her will not heal immediately. However, she can take many fatal blows before admitting defeat.
Void Defense: Atlas, Valkyrie's former servant, gave her the 'privilege' to be infected with the void (Atlas's abilities/origins.) She's unsure whether this was intentional or not. Either way, it appears as though the void only brings help in battle. The void's mist protects Valkyrie in battle without her casting or commanding it. It's only an extra wall of defense for her already high defenses. It appears, however, the void protects her weapon far more than her body.
Berserking: This is Val's most dangerous ability and one that she has also never been able to control. Upon a near-death experience or a vast emotional imbalance, she will enter a berserking status. Dark purple veins will climb across her body, visible to the naked eye. Pupils become enraged with a purple haze. In this state, Valkyrie's Physical strength and stamina increase even more and her body maintains the ability to regenerate itself. Valkyrie also gains powerful telekinetic abilities. This ability is time-limited and can only be maintained as long as her body can handle it.
WEAKNESSES
Magic: Valkyrie is a close-ranged melee fighter and doesn't click well with magic. She doesn't understand much nor does she have the ability to cast it, making her vulnerable to it.
Speed: Valkyrie's speed compared to most other supernatural beings is considered to be very slow. She is still much faster than the typical human, but can easily be outsped by most high-grade vampires, demons, lycans, etc.
Insanity: Valkyrie can often be triggered very easily if you know the things that make her tick. This can throw her off in battle, or send her into a raging frenzy. Choose wisely.
Berserking: Valkyrie's strongest ability is also a double-edged sword. She can only maintain this form for as long as her body can maintain it. While she is enraged, her body is constantly taking damage from the unnatural amount of fury and power flowing through her veins. Once she leaves this state, she will most likely be unconscious, and/or near death.
RESISSTANCES & EXTRAS
Draining Kiss: Valkyrie has the ability to drain life-energy from any creature she kisses. It's theorized that Atlas, her servant had this ability or something similar, and upon that deadly kiss years ago between both Atlas and her that led to her death; she obtained a similar variation. She's now mastered most of what this ability has to offer and can imbue a person's ability(s)/essence into a weapon for a limited time.
Void's Kiss: A poorly named ability that basically means Valkyrie can infect other people with her Void Sickness. She has not only transferred the Void before with a simple kiss, but also a deadly slash from her scythe. It's worth noting, each person has their own resistances and susceptibilities to the Void.
Void's Protection: (Resistance): Before the void, it appeared Valkyrie was extremely susceptible to mind-control. However, since the void has consumed her body, it now acts as a layer of protection against mind-controlling effects. She can still have her thoughts read.
(If my character engages in a relationship, it will be solely to that person. Not to say she isn't a cheater, But I won't do AU relationships.)
Valkyrie has been through the whole love thing and isn't sure she wants to go back. She's been there and done that. It ended up costing her much more than she expected. If she were to get with someone they'd have to be more powerful than her in order to keep her berserking rage under wraps. However, her interests vastly range. She's got a thing for weaker scrawny men and women simply for the fact that she can control them. It's a simple satisfaction that she gets far too often between her servants and few allies. If Valkyrie was ever engaged in a relationship, It'd most likely not be for love and more so for benefit.
Valkyrie is a Mistress and often takes on Servants as she sees fit. Many times, her servants have suffered from her drunken rage and torturous ways. She's picky about her servants and must see potential in them in order to take them under her wing. She's a pretty lenient Mistress and doesn't usually take on as many servants as in her past. Now with her ascension to King of the Void, She's begun seeking guardians rather than slaves to travel by her side. Guardians in the void world strive to protect and preserve their King.
ATLAS | SERVANT | SLEEPING GIANT (Alive)
"..Do you love me, Atlas?" The fatal attraction... Atlas was a simple servant of Valkyrie's and it stayed that way for several years. Due to her own fascination with Atlas, he became her downfall. While her death came swift, her resurrection was not far off. The servant that she had once wished for more from was now sleeping in her weapon and feeding her newfound power. She's discarded the idea of romance with Altas in order to keep him contained and she with his power.
AMIR | ENEMY | FALLEN KING (Deceased)
"You're no King." Amir was the main villain in Valkyrie's lifetime. A weight is lifted off her shoulders since his death. When she met the King in his lesser form, there may have been a bit of attraction. (on her side anyway) This only fed into the insanity of his betrayal. Once a charming and alluring man, Amir became power-hungry and sinister. Valkyrie had learned she was always been in his cross-hairs since she was young. Perhaps this was the reason he picked her up off the streets of Russia and gave her a place to call home. She'd later become his unwilling gene donor to the next King of the Cosmos. Amir is the main reason for her insanity, power-struggle mentality, and heavy distrust.
CERES | SERVANT | THE DAMNED (Deceased)
"You want power..With just one kiss, you'll have your wish." Once a bride of Lucifer, Ceres fell and she fell far. The Fae was stripped of her wings and struggled to roam the Earth without her beloved. Her hell-bent love for Lucifer drove her to Valkyrie. Of course, Val gave her what she wanted and didn't disclose many details. The Void eventually became Ceres' downfall; Thus killing a treasured servant and healer.
VASHARTI | BIOLOGICAL CHILD | UNWANTED (Alive)
"I'll kill you myself if you ever cross my path." Vasharti's name only brings Valkyrie anger. She was held against her will and forced into conceiving Vash with his father Amir. The perfect Starcaller - Amir said. Now in his death, it is assumed Vasharti has taken the throne in the Stars. Valkyrie only wishes for him to stay there and leave her be. So far, her wishes have been granted.
ALEXANDER | LOST LOVE | BEGINNING OF THE FALL (Alive)
"Look at what you've done to me.." If only Valkyrie's story had stopped here. If only there was a happily ever after. Valkyrie loved Alexander dearly. A love that she didn't think much on until it was gone. She'll never forget that night the two snuck around to meet. He from his coven and she from an unnamed hunter's group. While Valkyrie was ready to toss herself into this new world with Alexander, he sought her safety instead. Valkyrie could not handle his reasoning. Like a switch had been flipped, Valkyrie's Berserking Status awoke for the first time. The huntress could not control herself and ultimately slaughtered her lover. Or so she thought..
OMEGA | SERVANT | THE KID (Alive)
"You missed a spot." Nik is someone Valkyrie oddly holds dear. She'll never admit it to him of course. Perhaps it was his scrawny physique or his cluelessness that reminded her of Atlas. Whatever it is, Valkyrie has a hard time stopping her mind from wandering. She gets an odd satisfaction from watching him scramble at her commands but also treats him more as an acquaintance than a slave. Nik has yet to receive abuse from Valkyrie. In addition, Nik was the reason for Valkyrie's capture by Amir. She keeps this a secret from the kid, not admitting she traded herself for his own safety.
JETT | ENEMY/TOLERANCE | THE ROOK (Alive)
"You'd best stay out of my way, son of Lucifer." Valkyrie never liked Jett, even before finding out he was Amir's Alpha Servant. While Amir's intelligence was quite frank all-knowing, he could not see the trickery Jett had pulled right underneath his nose. Amir became Jett's shield and his weapon. Eventually, this Alpha Servant became the head of the snake, urging Amir to slip deeper into insanity. Of course, this meant he and Valkyrie were never on the same side.
SEREN | ENEMY | THE KING'S BITCH (Alive)
"Does he Fuck you like he loves you, Seren? You're just another pass time." Seren is Second in Command to the throne. She's trained directly under Amir. The two are natural enemies for this reason. However, during Valkyrie's time in captivity, it wasn't hard to feel the jealousy looming off the Female Starcaller. Ultimately, Seren's witchery aiding in Valkyrie conceiving the unwanted child of Amir. Valkyrie equally hates Seren as much as Seren hates her.
Valkyrie has always been a passionate drinker, but with past events in her life, this has become a daily occurrence. She also drinks to ebb away her building rage from the Berserker sleeping within
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Roman (Another Writer) recovered her memories not too far in the past. She'd lost several years of memories after succumbing to the Void.
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Valkyrie is triggered into insanity by thoughts of Atlas or people that look like him. Over the last several years, this sickness has begun to ebb itself away. She's now much more composed. Though the thought still lingers.
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Valkyrie still crafts weapons for buyers on the side even though it is no longer her profession. These customers are usually repeat buyers or people she still has use for.
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Her blood has an intoxicating effect on Vampires. It often reflects the effects of hypnotic drugs. This is the Void's curse coursing through her veins. With enough consumption, one can also become infected.
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Valkyrie has an odd interest in younger males.
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KATALAM
The City in the Sands
Katalam, the city in the sands. This small traveler's town is located in the mountains north of Siberia. These mountains are typically cold and devoid of most human existence. Thus, Katalam sits nestled in the most desolate location. It boasts desert heat temperatures and scenery to match. Most describe this as a reverse oasis effect. Katalam has since become a safe haven to all species. There is no treaty, no law in the City in the Sands; only mutual need. Katalam is scattered with merchants and kiosks lining the cities major road in and out of its walls. Many travel simply to sell their goods; few choose to settle down. Valkyrie is one of those few. Originally built and named by the Starcaller species, Katalam has since gone void of any Starcaller race. It is believed to be their abandoned Earthly city.
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Bolt is nowhere to be found, and the assumption that he is blissfully unaware of the mistress invading his closet and the cambion lazily searching through beside drawers is perhaps all too true. The dragon deserves a little ignorance this time around. Roman intentionally brings his ever chaotic life to Bolt's attention so much that the cambion silently waits for him to crack under the pressure. He hasn't yet, but Roman could almost swear he is starting to see spider webs stretch over glass. Their friendship is indeed a questionable one. It's not made clear what either of them gain out of it, yet they continue to spring into each others lives like a cold neither can seem to shake off.
Shaken back to reality by lace and garters, all matching and lining across her body in perfect ways to enhance this and sexualize that. He's young. Roman isn't to be blamed for the sudden rush of heat that doesn't soar into his cheeks out of embarrassed, but rather, more southerly areas of his body. Perhaps he should follow her example and grab a pair of sweatpants. They will be looser fitting than the dress pants he is wearing. He sighs and rubs one of his eyes with the base of his hand. Eventually he will learn to harvest more control over his body, but for the time being it's a matter of maintain seriousness. At least as much as he can anyway.
"If you say so." He's not inclined to argue with her. Being Bolt's friend doesn't give him the same ideals as the dragon, it only makes him subject to sympathy for the man. Sure, he can see things from his perspective, but he somehow relates more to Valkyrie on this matter. Perhaps it has something to do with his own mother leaving him after he was born. The circumstances aren't very different from one another.
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Her own question would echo back from the unnaturally quiet corridor that she entered. Lantern’s hanging on the ceiling to slightly lighten the path, with each having a distance of three meters from one another. Floors covered in a red carpet with gold root shape stripes at its edges, while the walls were decorated with a chocolate brown wallpapers, with every step deeper having scratches, hand-made small holes and some blackened from fire.
Oh, there was no doubt that Valkyrie would eat up Lazarus if she wanted to, that is why he remained careful with his actions, words. Careful in his own way no doubt. He was not the best diplomat out there, not even considered the best and while most would question to why he brings her, he’d not know the actual answer, but she found the type to be “fun”, fun not in a sexual way, but in a more action packed way.
Lazarus’ paste would quicken with every meter he passed, making it seem that he’s in a hurry yet if wanted would be justifiable due to the fact that there was no light at the other side, hopping his companion would not fall behind. Her question would bring force a grin to appear on his face- A common question that every single individual would ask, which raised a question of his very own: Is it because people are that impatient or that they have doubts in their decisions?
“Tell me Miss Valkyrie. Have you ever heard of the Third Abyss?”- A question that he’d immediately simplify the “Third Abyss” to simply “The Underworld”.
Empty walls would not haunt this hallway for long, as after five minutes of walking paintings would start to appear hanging on the right side of the hallway. Placed in a position where the light source was above, she could clearly see what was depicted on the paper- History.
The first painting showed three pale men, dressed in medieval heavy armor. They stood in a line: the one in the middle had white hair that length reached his hips, the male in the right had short grey hair while the left had his right skull complete shaved off, his left skull area had long brown hair that reached to his shoulder length. Their armor were shaped in black dragon scales, pauldrons shaped as a opened dragon maw, gaunlets with sharpened finger tips. Behind them was a village sunken in flames along with the forest afar. The three males had a rather grim expression on their faces, the middle one was frowning the left had a rather pleased grin on his face. Under the painting a title on a gold plate “Emelian massacre”.
In the second portrait had seven creatures: Six dragons and one Behemoth raising from the dark sea depth. The monstrosity was portrayed with a human upper body and two hands, while the head and lower body that of a snake. While the lower is not completely shown, its reptilian head with sharp endless fangs are. The Behemoth is shown to hold what remains of a crushed dragon in its right palm, while the remaining three dragons are desperately charging forward, opened maws showed of them roaring. Two other dragons seem to be holding back, as if trying to back away and with a reason, the dragon that is crushed by the behemoth seems significant, like a normal rat to a human, they seem outmatched. The title reads “The red scale end.” The title is not informative, but the story shown here is far more tragic.
As time would flow Lazarus would pass the last title, yet above there was no portrait. It was probably removed for renovation or do to orders from those who wanted what it showed removed from history. That titled said “The fort of Iron walls and silver thorns”.
A source of light would be seen after the title, along with the playing piano echoing within the halls. As they got closer the light got brighter, the music got louder and a figure was seen sitting behind the desk. Finally Lazarus would stop, right in front there was an oak table covered with papers.
“Ah, Kazzrack, you may be wondering what I’m doing back here, but I have a guest with me and wish to show her the Abyss.”- Lazarus’ would say, applying his charming smile naturally.”
Kazzrack the person behind the table was the Magma dwarf, or the last remaining one. Old by age, a long fat nose, mole on forehead, bald head and long, curled up white beard that covered his mouth, his blood-vessels were visible, glowing in magma red. His aura would increase the area round him to 48 celcius. Dressed in white wolfs pelt with black leather gloves the dwarf raised his crimson hues, from the documents he was signing, to meet Lazarus’ azure pupil eyes. Clearly tired from Lazarus’ sight, he’d avert his annoyed gaze towards Valkyrie, seeing her brought a frown upon his face.
“I think I said no more visitor’s in my domain Lazarus.”-The grumpy dwarf would reply in his usual hoarse tone.
“Yes, yes. I’m well aware of the last troublemaker. But I bring more “civilized” guests over your wonderful establishment. If I remember correctly…”-Lazarus would withdraw a gold coin from his jackets inner pocket, placing it gently in front of Kazzrack.- “You still are in debt to Avaritia after the last creatures bluster, so perhaps you can give this lady a chance?”
Kazzrack would not consider this offer, he’d immediately slam his bulky palm on the coin, pulling it closer to his side of the table.-“Very well, she is on your head Lazarus.”
With that fair warning the dwarf would open the single drawer of the table, withdrawing a massive book of over ten thousand page, slamming it right at the middle of the table. As he opened it wide and turned to the empty page, he’d look up to Valkyrie.
“Name?”
Once she’d gives him the name and he writes it down, he’d offer her the same quill, pointing to an empty line close to her name, clearly asking for her signature. If she complies, the quill would burn her thumb, leaving a Maltese cross mark.
With the book signed Lazarus would walk past the table and stop once the aura of the dwarf was not felt.
“Welcome to Cerberus maw.” –Lazarus would say as he took the first step forward.
Valkyrie would notice the same bar as the one she left, with the same amount of drinks, same menu, positioning. Three doors at the end of the room, plenty of round tables populated creatures either covered in dirty robes or dressed in heavy Nordic armor. At the left corner there was a piano, being masterfully played with a cheerful melody.
Lazarus would let out a sigh of relief, as his lips would curl to his usual alluring smile.-“Well then, care for a drink?”
He spreads misinformation like wild fire. It's not his fault that the beserker takes every word from his mouth so seriously, however, she shouldn't be blamed. Roman lies exceptionally well, to the degree that the existence of his conscious would seriously need to be evaluated. He simply just does not give a fuck. Bolt would never give Roman the time of day and the cambion knows that. Still, it will never stop him from making passes at the dragon. Not because he truly intends to turn their relationship into something more, but because he does it for the fun of it. There is no hidden motive behind it.
While he does not stick to casual attire in his every day life, and generally wears expensive clothing, Roman is not accustomed to suits. It looks good on him, suspiciously appearing to have been tailored for his body with the purpose of glorifying his body. Tight where it really doesn't need to be and close cut on his broad shoulders with straight sleeves stitched so close that when he bends his arms at the elbow, his biceps can be seen flexing through the material. What he really wants is to take it off, but he knows Bolt is bigger than him and he's not so sure his pride will handle putting on the man's clothes only to discover the sleeves are long enough to cover his hands.
"We're on level 7 in our relationship." He answers sarcastically, "How the hell do I rate how well I know him? I just know him." Vague, but he had a point, "I would ask you how you know him, but I have a pretty good picture painted in my head and I don't need that image to get any more vivid, thank you very much."
A couple more chips are tossed in his mouth before he rolls the packet up and returns it to the pantry. When he comes back, he sees that she has left her shoes on the floor and bends over to pick them up. If he doesn't the mess will annoy him. He tucks the pair tidily in the corner before joining Val in the other room. Roman doesn't recognize the bedroom well. He has actually never been in here before, but Val navigates it so well that he must assume she's been in here more than once. Way to make that image more vivid.
He doesn't hesitate to help her out of the dress. One hand steadily holds her shoulder as he pulls down the zipper slowly with the other. The dress breaks apart all the way to her lower back, and he brings both of his hands up to her shoulder and smooths the dress off them. Roman turns away from her and wanders around the lavish room with a bored expression, "Yes, I know." He says flatly, poking his head to get a glimpse of the bathroom, "You're carrying three auras. Yours, Bolt's, and the kids. I didn't say anything because I didn't know if you knew. Wouldn't want to ruin the surprise."
He is willing to let Val believe he is coward caught in the line of fire. Running from the troops opened a new doorway of possibilities for him that otherwise would have never unlocked should have he chosen to fight. There had been close to hundreds of armed troops all seemingly on the hunt for one man in particular. If she had any sense to her, she might consider the near army-sized rally an overkill for a man who likes to run away by coaxing a woman to jump out of a window with him. It wouldn't add up at all. His decision to flee rather than fight offered him Val's extended hand and potential for a future of adventures to be had. A coincidence of course, he couldn't have seen where his choose will lead him. But sometimes fighting grows tiresome.
Mortal, sure. But helpless he isn't.
If Val likes to think he needs her protection, he will let her think that. It's of no cost to himself.
Roman leaves the room and enters to next, where the kitchen is. As if he has been there a thousand times before, he goes through the pantry and takes a packet of crisps from inside. He's not one for unhealthy foods, but he can't be bothered to cook anything and he is certain Bolt will complain that he has been stealing his food. The packet is popped open as he returns to the same room as Val, sitting on the same sofa, but on the opposite end, "Yeah. I'm not used to this room." He says, lying through his teeth. Roman just wants to push her buttons, "Normally when I see Bolt, it's in his bedroom. But this room is nice too." He eats a chip.
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