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It was nice to see that she could still act normal around people. Talking about things that obviously meant something to them was always a great ice breaker. An Atari? Étaín remembered when she had put one in storage vowing it was only coming out when she could sell the piece of junk and it be worth millions. It had yet to happen. So much for that idea. She thought soberly to herself. But as Vanessa started talking about all of the weapons, she tried not to cringe. But the fact that they were on loan in museums...

"What are you some type of historian of weapons or something? Or do you just like anicent paraphernalia that much?" The fact that the woman looked so young could have meant that she inherited most of it or she just had that much money. But something didn't sit right with the woman. A part of her guy told her to either give up being nice to the woman and run or give up the search for the other immortal altogether. She didn't like the latter option.

As for the moving, she did that herself, but she knew her reasons. She also knew a lot of modern jobs called for people moving around, so it wasn't something she dwelled on long. What she did dwell on was the fact that the other woman had allowed things to be destroyed during the moves. Étaín had taken every precaution when she moved to make sure everything was going to stay the way she left it except for the dust.

"Well, I figured with the way you were watching the tv and talking about it you had an interest in it." She covered herself quickly trying not to give up too much information anymore. She was loose with the animals; she had to learn again not to be that way except around them. Heading back to where her motel was at, she kept her eyes on everything she could. Living forever came with its down falls. She was afraid of being caught. And so she trained herself to have warrior senses but act like modern women did and it changed constantly.

Which may have explained why she noticed the sky was very dark the closer they got to her safe haven and the fact that the hairs on the back of her neck were jumping on edge. Something was wrong. But what she didn't know and she wasn't sure if she wanted to be around to find out. She tried not to let anything show to what she felt around her, believing Vanessa was a normal human.