Leaving geoff_chaucer's shop...

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After several hours of thumbnailing, sketching, and revising her work, Sonia leans back and looks at what she's managed to finish of her first project. Something's been on the edge of her nerves...she can't quite describe it, but she feels uneasy, restless...like before the castle rises

geoff_chaucer-
I've done most of the underdrawing for the coat-of-arms. I should be in sometime tomorrow evening to finish it- the Yearbook Club is holding a fundraiser during the day, but I can head over as soon as that's finished.

On a different note, if you get this tonight, you might want to stay inside. Lock your door, bolt the windows, whatever you need to do... Something's going on- I'm not sure what, but it can't be good. Stay safe.

-Sonia



She finishes the note off, gathers her things together, stretches, and heads out the door and into the town. Immediately, she knows something is wrong, something's happening. It's not that the streets are empty, or the heavy rain pouring over the town...it's something she can feel in her blood, something that calls up the most natural instincts of a Belmont. She instinctively goes for her whip, and just as soon remembers that it's been confiscated. Shrieking a curse, she takes off at a run towards the school.

Something is out there, and it is most surely not human.