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Valarie nodded, wasting no time on frivolities and giving one single order. "Get us out of here. Now." She stepped forward, closing the distance between the two so they could depart without delay. She didn't care to linger blindly while her new marked enemy battled up above. They hadn't even...

The library quaked. A large, roaring boom broke the silent revere of the two studying woman bellow. Noises could not be identified-- walls crumbling, books falling, the sounds of what would later be revealed as a noble phantasm causing chaos on the floors above them. Of course, Valerie didn't...

Valerie blinked up from her books, watching Archer approach with a reserved expression. She marked her place and let her heavy volume fall closed, still puzzling over how she felt about the servant that was meant to be hers. She sat up as he came to hover over them, the book placed on the...

Valerie slowly raised a brow at Jennik's speel. "Well. As it is. I knew that. But heeeey. I studied you too? ...for like, an hour. But. You know. You exist to others?" She threw on, trying to damping the obvious insult. Can't be *that* low level if she knew of him, right? Right? Regardless, that...

Valerie swallowed hard. She nodded once, studying him for a moment longer. It didn't seem like he was lying, which she was grateful for. In a strange twist of events, she almost felt pity for him. Whoever his master was, he didn't seem ... sane. And she had the most uncomfortable feeling in her...

The chastising voice of her servant was enough to reach her. And Archer's rational words gave her something that she could hold to in place of her grief. He had information. And despite her admittedly rude greeting, he didn't seem opposed to at least speaking with her. Her cheeks flushed pink...

"The circumstances? The circumstances? He murdered a whole household," she yelled, shaking in fury that ... Archer wasn't responsible for. Still, it spilled out, accompanied by a strange sense of betrayal as she stood face to face with the servant that was meant to help her. Not her family's...

Right, well... Her and Lady were in the clear. She just wanted to study. Truly. There was something comforting with being armed with information, and all these unanswered mysterious revolving around her were fraying her nerves. She followed the Librarian's gaze to Archer, her brows furrowing as...

Valerie had no qualms with pressing close to the protective form of her servant. After all, physical strength and size were not her forte, and she was not vain enough to put a brave front over her weakness. She was quiet as the scene panned out before her, dark eyes sharp and probing as she...

Well, the other two seemed to have written them off like they were flies in the room. It struck her as odd because hadn't Lady boasted that the Servant was a good man? Maybe the thick magic of the library had addled their manners. Just as well, it was no lost love for her. She had research to...

Valerie narrowed her eyes at the master. There was no lesser family with 3 decades of crests that went by the name Melianson. ... Was there? She hesitated, questioning her schooling for a moment. It was entirely possible they had remained off the map, three decades wasn't that long. They could...

Poor Valerie. She really stood no chance standing next to Blonde Goddess Number One right there. Not that she particularly cared. Looks and flattery ranked nothing next to her ever-present subconscious desire to become a stronger, more accomplished mage. Now call her a good mage, that would be...

Valerie gave her a flat look, taking the can and dumping it into the warming pan. "Very well. Where are you from?" Lady told her about her past. It was extensive and private. Use your imagination. Valerie took in a deep breath, letting the exhale out in a whistle. "...Fair enough. ... I am...

Valerie blinked as the ground swept out from underneath her as their surroundings changed. The dark mahogany wood workings of her families living room was gone, replaced by the massive doors of an ancient library. "...Whoa," she breathed, her breathe puffing out around her in the night's chill...

Valerie startled, swinging around with a pan in her hands. "Oh-god, you startled me. I expected to hear armor." She lowered the pan, placing it on the counter and shaking out the last of the adrenaline rush. "I... feel more like myself, at least," she amended. She hesitated, then added softly...

When Valarie woke up it was pitch black beyond the barred windows. Huh. The windows were barred? That's a touch excessive. She stirred, stretching a kink from her neck as she slowly looked around and caught sight of the rest of her surroundings. It was odd to be around such opulent wealth again...

Valerie nodded in appreciation turning her bleeding thumb in such a way to not drop or lose the beading blood. She smeared it across the dark, intricately carved wood. A woosh of energy gusted past them as the seal broke and the door clicked open. "...There. Shouldn't have to do that again." She...

Valerie gave her a tight smile, fatigue creeping through her face. Finally, she was tired. "Morning then," she agreed, dusting grass off her butt. She wordlessly gestured for Lady to follow behind her, approaching the house and frowning at the looming oak door. It wouldn't open under her touch...

Relief flooded her. "You need to show yourself. No one under any glamour or trick can enter this land unharmed. ... My mothers doing," Valerie added softly. She closed her eyes, standing at the fork in the road where the winding road cut abruptly right and led into thick trees. "Stay back," she...