Samuel fixes his ponytail and sits down on a bench, right across from the statue that rests in the very center of the city. He was just passing through the city right now, but he could use some rest, and sitting in any kind of park always did the trick to calm him down. He looks at the statues face, marveling in how beautifully and perfectly carved it is. It's almost as if it was human. He hums and gets up, approaching the statue. He had noticed the fun tradition people had, putting their hands in the statues. The reason behind it was a myth that only the statues true love could hold its hands and free it from where it stood? Something like that. Either way, he places his hands in the statues outstretched ones, not expecting anything to happen
There was flash,some ancient god said some words that echoed in the heavens, or a demon speaking from the underground,it's hard to tell the difference, and the rock crumbled away from Valentina's porcelain features. She immediately hissed at the sun, and put up her parisol,which didn't do much as she immediately dashed into a tree,and continued to hiss while sitting in it's limbs. People were shocked and already there was videos of this happening and going viral. It wouldn't be long until the news,and her family found out. The legend was that long ago she fell in love with a witch,and after having to break the witches heart due to social class issues,got cursed with the spell. Valentina was still in her early 1800's dress, corset and all, and from the brief flash of her face, didn't look to be older than 18.
Sam was just as shocked as everyone else, staring after Valentina with his hands still clasping where hers once were. Ok first off, what in the absolute hell just happened?! He stays there for a few minutes before slowly pushing through a crowd of people that were surrounding the tree Valentina was in, emerging through the front and looking up into its limbs at her. She was just as beautiful as when she was a statue, maybe even more beautiful
And thus her first words in nearly a couple of centuries left her mouth,after a few coughs. "GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FILTHY PEASANTS! My father would NEVER allow such behaviour! Don't you know how to treat royalty? Really you're all acting like some dumb mutted werewolves,and what a horrid breed. Where IS my escort and carriage? I must return home right away." She sat there glaring down at everyone crossly. "Well? If you're going to act like a pack of dogs on a hunt after a squirrel, go play fetch for me! I request a coach and carriage,and a one way ticket back to Vylania and my family's estate and mansion! I trust it's in good condition?" Everyone felt beaten down, hurt, and confused at the way she was speaking as she fixed her hair with a little hand mirror from her purse, black hair curtaining at the sides as she made sure she was absolutely stunning as always. (like I said. She's a bitch)
I can see that-)) Sam huffs softly, finding the werewolf comment to be pretty insulting, "Ma'am, please calm down, Vylania is hundreds of miles away, theres no way you would only be able to get a one way plane ticket" he huffs and watches her, shivering and shoving his hands into his pockets for a bit, "There is no need to be so rude-"
"Rude? How would YOU like to be trapped in stone for centuries on end, and then put into this…current one. Expecting it all to be the same and it's all different. Riddle me that werewolf. And I can't get down I'll DIE? Don't you know vampires burn up in the sunlight? As expected more brawn them brains." She then shapeshifted into a cat and climbed higher up into the limbs,and stretched out,looking down as her clothes slid down the dress and onto the ground.
"I never told you to get down, Ma'am, I told you to please calm down" he huffs and watches her, blinking and glancing at the cloths that fell to the ground, "And you couldnt have seriously thought nothing would change after a few centuries? That's just illogical, how do you think people got to the one you're from? They evolved and changed over the centuries"
"I figured that things were perfectly fine the way I saw them. Go fetch. Get me this airplane you speak of." She slowly crawled down the tree and got under her skirt, only letting her eyes outside of it's folds as she began to walk and sat down beside the sassy werewolf. "I must get a letter home." She then headed over to where her pedestal was and out of curiosity read the plaque. "Oh that's just a laugh! True Loves Touch was supposed to unfreeze me!" She began to laugh, thinking it as a joke and a mistake. (I promise she'll be a bit nicer and more passive she's just really grumpy. And hungry.)
Lmao it's alright-)) "I am not a dog, miss, I don't play fetch" he huffs and follows, standing next to her and looking at the plaque, "It's not a joke Ma'am, it's been a legend for generations, apparently, what's more of a joke is apparently that I'm the one who was supposed to free you, for some reason-"
"All this ma'am and miss. Call me Valentina. Or Your Highness." She huffed and continued to walk along next to him, observing the city from the folds of her dress, corset dragging along afterwards, boots and purse left far behind. Valentina whispered a quiet spell and suddenly the rest of her items were floating after her, and she raised her head under another tree to get a better look. "All dogs play fetch, even wild wolves. They just don't follow a master. Your wolfish side is very obvious behind the shy smile." Her voice was very heavily accented, making it quite difficult to understand. She'd hiss every word that had an S in it, and hard pronounced her V's. Everything about her screamed vampire, which could get her killed. It once was something to be proud of and flaunt but with the changing times, people have new fears and more bite than bark about people like Valentina ordering them around.
"Alright then, Valentina, I imagine after those many centuries you're hungry?" He huffs a bit and watches her, somewhat offended at this point but he tried not to be so snappy, "Should probably get you something to eat hm?"
She nodded. "Well yes of course. Probably no fresh meat for me to enjoy around anymore hm? Morals and the like." She looked up at him, working hard on keeping her feet planted on the ground as she walked, so she didn't burn away in the sun.
"Well there is a grocery store somewhere around here, they probably have some meat they keep fresh in freezers" he blinks and looks down at her, tilting his head, kindof like a dog would- "We could go there and get you something to eat, if you'd like?" He's glad he has his wallet with him-
"I can only eat human love,being deprived for this long. Animal blood is in a pinch,and only if you've been feasting on human for a while. Enough to be healthy." She sighed and continued along, walking past a blood bank.
"Huh.." he blinks and follows her, looking around before glancing at the blood bank for a bit, "Well I mean, there is a blood bank right there, don't think they'll let you near the blood though.." he mumbles and looks at her again, tilting his head slightly and huffing
Immediately she dashed off into the blood bank, shifting behind a tree and putting on her clothes. "My powers are weak. I can normally hypnotize and shapeshift into much larger animals. But alas I can only be a cat, and I doubt my other powers will work." She sighed as she fluffed her hair and grabbed her purse, letting it dangle off of her wrist. "I'll see what I can do." She quickly dashed between trees before bolting for the doors, and then slide against the wall as she put the fire out on her hair with the purse.
Sam blinks and watches her, surprised by her sudden actions, "Well..alright then.." he huffs and stands outside the blood bank, waiting for her to get back as he looks around the relatively empty street. No doubt everyone was rushing towards where the statue used to be. Then they'd probably be looking for Valentina after a while
She peeked her head back outside,holding a magazine over her head. "Come. I acquire your assistance in understanding this new day and age." She then headed back inside and waited impatiently, clearly irritated for having too wait and ask for help.
Sam blinks and huffs, going inside and standing next to her, "What do you need help with, exactly?" He glances at the magazine over her head before looking back at Valentina for a second. He was kindof getting impatient with her, but he wouldn't let it show, at least for now-
"The last century I was in, was the early 1800s. So. Everything?" She put down the magazine, hooked arms with him, and gracefully she walked with him, head held high as she walked up to the front desk. The lady up there took one look at Valentina and handed her a pile of papers. "Vampire Feeding Blood Program sign up. Just put in your info, foreigner,and you're first shipment will be at your house by tomorrow." "Ah…I have no place to stay." "Not my problem. Fill it out." She glared at the front desk lady as she sat down and began to fill out the paper work, in long scrawling handwriting, skipping over the address question. She seemed confused by most things and kept asking what certain words and the like meant.
Sam helped her fill out the paper, glancing at the address option for a bit, "Hm..we could get it shipped to my relatives house..I'm staying with them right now, and I'm sure they wouldn't mind" he suggests, looking up at Valentinas face for a few seconds and tilting his head
Valentina raised an eyebrow and smiled. "You're trained well. I hate most werewolves but you just yet may prove a valued asset. Just remember,you won't be the first werewolf I've killed. Even in a time of changing morals." She nodded once and walked up to the desk,and handed the rude desk lady her papers. "Now that food as has been solved,I must have a place to live." She said, tapping her finger on her chin.
"You could always stay with me for a while until we can get you back home, if you'd like" Sam responds and watches her. He didn't really like her saying he was "Trained" to be nice, he just always has been for a while. Also he's just, just going to ignore the mention of her potentially killing him-
She reeled back at that. "At a commoners house? I'd rather take to the trees then live in a wolf den, no matter how short the stay. I'd hate to get drool all over my dress, and Arianne did such a careful job doing the stitching on the skirt." She smoothed it down lovingly, and there was a softness in her face as she checked over it, picking off pieces of grass and such for having to hide under it earlier. "I'll have to sew up the hem, it looks like that piece of lace has come loose…no matter. I'm still a stunning pinnacle of beauty." She nodded once and fluffed her hair back, conceited nature returning once more as her kind smile disappeared back into a scowl. "It won't do. I'll find somewhere else much more suitable, with this paper money you speak of. And get some new garments. Mother always said never wear the same dress twice in front of the same people. It leaves them thinking you're boring, and cheap."
"Wow..rrally I assure you you won't get "drool all over your dress". And as for staying at a "commoners" house? My relative is literally one of the richest men in this city, but ok I guess.." He mumbles and shoves his hands into his pockets, just finding most of what she said extremely offensive but again, he didn't say anything about it
