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Vera Vulker

Women never stalk men; they just research them intensely.

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a character in “Veritas Isle”, as played by PrincessLala17

Description


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Name:
Vera Betje-Ann Vulker

Age:
25

Birthday:
May 9

Gender:
Female

Sexuality:
Straight

Race/Species:
Half-elf, half-dwarf

Height:
5'5"

Weight:
125 lbs

Skin colour:
White (pale)

Hair colour:
Blonde

Eye colour:
Blue

Distinguishing features:
Vera has a tattoo of a flower on her midriff. On the inside of her left wrist, she has a tattoo that says "schatje" in her late father's handwriting. She also has a butterfly tattoo on her ankle.

Appearance:
Vera is of average height and is slender, with narrow hips and a small chest. Her skin is fair and she has long, wispy light blonde hair that comes down to her chest. She has large blue eyes that are slightly far apart and angled outwards. Vera has a small nose, dark eyebrows, and average lips. Vera tends to dress in a variety of clothes - sometimes she'll wear a comfy sweater with jeans, sometimes she'll wear a nice dress, and sometimes she'll wear a bizarre or extravagant outfit. She's very comfortable in her own skin when it comes to clothing.

Personality:Image
Vera is a very quiet, solemn woman. She used to be vivacious and outgoing, but started to shut down after her father's death. Now, she's rarely very coherent - she doesn't make a lot of sense when she talks, and often worries her family. The only time Vera seems halfway normal is when she's reading a book. She tends to get very possessive and obsessive, and her emotions tend to run wild. Her family has taken her to see a doctor, but Vera refuses to cooperate and insists that she's fine.

History:
Vera's mother died giving birth to Vera, leaving her in the care of her father. The youngest of three children and the only female, Vera was always a daddy's girl. Her father loved his precious schatje, often spoiling her far more than her two older brothers. She lived a relatively normal childhood; she did well in school, had a handful of friends, got along with her siblings, and enjoyed doing average things. When she was twenty years old, however, Vera's father passed away and she was heartbroken. She didn't know what to do, where to go, or who to be without her father there. She and her brothers went and got tattoos together to remember their father - she got the word 'schatje' in his handwriting off a birthday card he'd given her, while one of her brothers got 'I'm proud of you, son' off a letter he'd sent and her other brother got a small wolf tattoo, since their father's favourite animal was a wolf.

They had hoped that getting these memorial tattoos together would help them to find some sort of closure, but it seemed to have the opposite effect for Vera. Having a constant reminder of her father on her wrist made her mental state start to decline even more. Her brothers took her to see a doctor but she insisted that she was fine and that she didn't need any help, refusing to let the doctor prescribe her any medicine or do any tests.

Vera always loved reading, and found herself constantly immersing herself in books to get her mind off her loss. When the bookstores started stocking a new book from a local author, she was eager to read it and she quickly found herself lost in the words of the author, Weston Page. She began to daydream about meeting the author, and quickly decided to send him a letter. She was overjoyed when he wrote back to her, thanking her for her letter and offering to sell her a copy of his first book, which wasn't yet available in the kingdom. Vera eventually decided to journey to the floating islands where the author lived so she could meet him, though she panicked a bit the first time she saw him - he was incredibly handsome and muscular, out for a run with a friend of his early one morning. The instant she laid eyes on him, Vera decided that this was what love was.

She started watching him, quickly realizing that this friend of his was his roommate. They owned rabbits in their backyard and had a handful of friends who came over on a regular basis. Vera was fascinated with trying to learn everything she could about Weston from a distance. She noticed that he seemed to like chocolate quite a bit, since his roommate often brought some home for him from her work, so one day Vera worked up the courage to leave him a chocolate bar as a gift at the door. After seeing him pick up her gift and take it inside with him, Vera decided that he must love her as well. They were meant to be together, she figured, and his book had brought her to him. She decided that it was almost time to step it up a notch and show him how much she cared.

So begins...

Vera Vulker's Story

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Weston laughed when she said she was pretty much useless after holidays. "I seem to recall you dozing off during a back rub on Valentine's Day," he teased, nodding his agreement. He quieted down when she did, finishing up his food around the same time that she did. He sipped his water while she went to wash his dishes, lingering behind at the table a little longer trying to figure out what he could do after his workout today. When Amira came back and kissed his cheek he smiled, nodding. "Of course, love. Have a great day at work," he told her gently, getting up and going to wash his dishes as she left.

One she was gone, he put on his shoes and decided to head out for a run to warm up. He took their usual route, but decided to do it twice over - once at a light jog, and once with more intensity. It was near the end of the light jog part that he was approached by a young blonde woman. He was a bit confused, but slowed to a stop when he realized that she was trying to talk to him. "Can I help you?" he asked as he stopped, and she gazed up at him with big blue eyes. "Sorry, I'm just...trying to find someone," she said, and Weston raised an eyebrow, but nodded. "Who is it? I may be able to help, although I don't know a lot of people," he told her with a chuckle.

"My favourite writer. Weston Page," the girl said, and Weston blinked in surprise. Before he could say anything, she reached into her bag and pulled out a copy of his book, a smile on her lips. "I want him to sign this for me," she said, and a smile started to spread across his lips. "Well, it turns out that you got really lucky, because I'm Weston Page," he replied. The girl's eyes widened in surprise when he said this, and she seemed speechless for a second.

"Do you have a pen?" Weston asked, but the girl shook her head. He nodded slightly. "That's fine. We're not far from my house right now, we can stop by there and grab one so I can sign your book," he told her, and the girl smiled and nodded. He headed back to the house with the girl in tow, clutching her book against her chest. "What's your name?" he asked her as they walked. "Vera," she responded, and he glanced over at her. "Are you Vera Vulker? The one who wrote to me?" he asked, and with a grin, she nodded.

"Yes," she replied. "And you sent back a lovely letter. I read it six times," she added. Weston chuckled a bit, stopping to unlock the door once they reached the house. "Well, I'm glad you appreciated it. And, actually, the box of copies of my old book came in just a couple days ago. I have one set aside that I was going to send to you, as per your request, but haven't gotten there yet." He opened the door, and then asked her to wait on the porch while he went to get a pen. While he trusted that she was genuinely just a fan here to get her book signed, he found it strange that she had managed to approach him directly in the street and he wasn't too keen on the idea of having her in his house. He got a pen and her copy of the old book and then came back out, sitting down on the steps with her and taking her book.

"So, just make it out to you?" he asked, and she nodded eagerly. He opened up the cover and, in it, wrote 'Vera: Best wishes always, Weston Page' before handing it back to her. "There you go," he said before opening up the copy of his first book that he'd brought out and doing the same thing. She looked ecstatic as he handed her the first book and he smiled. "Enjoy," he told her, standing up and giving her a hand to her feet. "I've got a run to get back to, but it was really nice meeting you," he added. She nodded, thanking him softly and starting to walk off. As she left, Weston got back to his run.

After he got home, Weston did a good, thorough workout. He was exhausted by the time he was done, so he showered, got changed, and then had a quick nap before lunch. He decided to head out into town after he finished cleaning up his dishes, taking several of the copies of his old book to a bookstore for sale and then spending some time at the bookstore browsing. He found a rather intriguing cookbook and decided to buy it, and then he went and sat in the park reading it. He quickly found a breakfast recipe that he wanted to try, so he decided that before he went home, he'd stop by the market and grab some of the ingredients he'd need. He knew it would take a bit and he'd probably get home after Amira did, but she was going to love this breakfast recipe, he was sure of it.

Back at his and Amira's house, unbeknownst to Weston, Vera had returned. She had a small bag of her belongings, including her books, and she tried the door but quickly found it locked. She did a lap around the house before finding a window that had been left cracked for the sake of air circulation, and with a giggle, she pushed it open and wiggled her way in. She gave herself a quick tour of the house, but when she got upstairs she found Weston's room first and stopped there, going inside and closing the door behind her. She set her bag down and then changed her clothes, putting on a cute little silk nightdress and robe that she'd just bought to surprise him. She knew it was just a matter of time before he got home, so she laid down on the bed with his first book and started reading it, listening for him to come home.

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Amira finished up with work at a decent time, saying goodbye to the girls and walking part way home with Nixy until they split off. When she got home she unlocked the door and walked in, setting her bag down and walking into the kitchen for a moment to check on some ingrediants for chocolate she was meaning to make before grabbing a magazine and walking upstairs, checking the office to see if Weston was there, but he wasnt so she assumed he must have been out. She shrugged and closed the door while thinking about what to make for dinner.

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Vera heard the front door open downstairs and a grin began to spread across her lips. She waited a moment, hearing Weston walking around downstairs for a bit. His steps sounded very light but maybe he just walked lightly around the house. She quickly set aside her book, putting herself into a seductive pose on the bed. She waited while she heard him coming up the stairs, but then he opened a different door. She raised an eyebrow slightly. Maybe he just needed a push. "Weston," she called out in a soft voice as she heard him closing the door to the other room.

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Amira was about to walk back downstairs when she heard a womans voice call out Westons name. For a second she prayed that her house was simply just haunted. Though she knew better than that. She paused for a second before walking over to Westons door and creeping it open, only to be surprised that Weston was no where to be found for one, and that there was a woman laying on his bed in nothing but a silk night dress. She blinked, wondering what in the fuck was going on. "....I'm sorry...But...Who are you, and what are you doing in my house..?" She finally said.

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Vera's blue eyes widened in surprise when the door opened and she saw the white-haired woman that Weston liked to go running with. His roommate. Of course. She hadn't even thought about the roommate she'd seen him out and about with, mostly because she'd seen him alone this morning. She protectively pulled the robe of her outfit around her a little more, sitting upright. "It's Weston's house," she replied calmly, her voice almost singsong. "You need to leave," she added, the calmness quickly fading from her voice as she glared at Amira.

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Amira was even more surprised at the womans words. Apparently this lady had things all kinds of backwards. "No, this is my house, You are the one who needs to leave. I'll give you three minutes to politely remove yourself from my property before I decide to take more aggressive measures. I'd not tempt that fate if I were you." She said and stepped out of the way of the doorway. Something about this woman was more unnerving than just the fact that she had broken into her home. The way she so calmly spoke and mentioned Westons name as if it made her presence somehow validated. Amira rather quickly grabbed her spear from across the hallways and returned to where she had been standing, making it clear she wasnt playing around. She definitely wanted this chick out of her damn house, and fast.

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Vera raised an eyebrow slightly when the elven woman said that she would take more aggressive measures. She wasn't sure she liked the sound of that. She hesitated a moment before the woman left only to return with a spear. Vera's eyes widened in horror and she quickly scrambled to her feet, She grabbed her discarded jeans and pulled them on as quickly as she could, tossing the silk robe in her bag and putting her sweater on top of the little negligee. She grabbed her bag and her books, hugging them to her and glaring at the roommate as she left the room and headed for the stairs.

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Amira watched as the woman scrambled to get herself put back together. She was glad that the intimidation tactic had worked. Amira really was not about to play around with a home intruder, she didnt want to hurt the woman, but she would if she had no choice. She followed closely enough behind her, definitely in range of the woman should she try something completely stupid, though there certainly was too much space between them for the girl to dis arm her.

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Vera was apprehensive about the elf carrying that spear. That was definitely some scary shit. Was Weston safe living here? Was he in some danger from his crazy roommate with the spear? Her heart ached for him. She was going to have to save him somehow. She'd figure it out - but not right now. Right now, she just needed to get out of here before the crazy elf attacked her. She took her bag and shot the woman one last glare before heading out the front door, promptly hurrying away from the house.

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Amira sighed with relief when the woman hurried away from her house. She was quick to lock every door and close and lock every single window in the house and then sighed and sat down on her couch, spear close to her since she was still feeling rather unsafe about the whole damn thing. As if she needed any more reason to feel scared in her own home. She curled up where she was in on the couch in front of the couch, trying not to assume the worst about what the woman was doing in Westons room. He wouldnt cheat on her...Would he..?

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Vera was just cleaning up her dinner when she heard someone trying the door. She went quietly to the door and looked out the peephole, but saw that it was the crazy elf woman with the white hair. She snickered a bit, heading back into the kitchen despite the knock that followed and cleaning up. Weston would be here soon, she hoped, and then she'd be able to let him in without the woman being able to enter. She had even checked upstairs briefly and was delighted to see that the elven woman's spear was in her bedroom. She couldn't use that against her now! She curled up on the couch with Weston's book, figuring she'd do some more reading until he came home.

It was about half an hour or so before Weston got home, having completely lost track of time at the library. He had ended up checking out the troublesome book that had caused him to be late and hurrying home. He saw Amira sitting on the porch and he smiled, heading over to her. "What are you doing out here, princess? It's a nice day out, but not that nice," he teased gently, leaning down to give her a quick kiss.

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Amira looked up when she saw Weston and kissed him back real quick. "Well, none of my keys are working on the door, so I am locked out. Maybe I just need to get a new key, mine is pretty old so maybe it just doesnt fit right anymore...But yea, I went and got myself all kinds of locked out." She said with a little bit of a laugh. "I am definitely ready to get inside and relax though so..." She said, looking back at the door.

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Weston laughed a little when Amira told him what had happened and he shook his head. "Good job," he teased gently, pulling out his keys. "Let's get you inside, then. Are you cold? I could run you a bubb-" he said, but his words cut off when his key also wouldn't work. It slid about halfway in but then stopped, and he couldn't get it to turn. He frowned, fiddling around with it for a bit. "What on earth?" he asked.

Vera heard someone trying the door and her heart leapt. She jumped to her feet and went to the door. Sure enough, when she looked out the peephole, she saw Weston trying to get the door open. He was accompanied, however, by the elven woman - either she'd made him come let her in, or she'd sat and waited for him to get home. Vera hadn't anticipated that - she'd expected the woman to get the message that she wasn't allowed in. She thought about it for a moment before flipping the chain lock on the door, opening it up as far as it would go before it pulled the lock. "Weston!" she said, smiling. "I'm glad you're home. You can come in, but she needs to go away first so she doesn't try anything," she said before shooting Amira a glare.

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Amira blinked and looked at Weston when he couldnt open the door either. A second later the door opened a little and Amira was instantly completely done with all of this bullshit. That fucking cray bitch was back and had changed the freaking locks on them. She didnt know what to do, but this woman was clearly in poor mental health by the way she seemed to think that Weston would be happy to see her. She looked up at Weston, not know knowing what to do after what the woman had said. She looked at him and then in the direction of Phoenix's place, hoping he would understand that she was asking if she should go get her.

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Weston stared at Vera when she answered and said that he could come in, but Amira couldn't. He looked down at Amira, who was looking at him, and then Amira looked towards Phoenix's place. He held up a finger to indicate that they'd give it a minute before going for Phoenix, and then he looked back at Vera. "Vera, I don't know what you're doing but get out of our house," he told her sternly.

Vera could see the helplessness in the elven woman and she loved it. The elf had no idea what to do. Maybe she'd give up and go back to the woods or wherever she'd come from. When Weston spoke, she blinked in surprise, but smiled. "No, Weston, it's not her house! She can't hurt you any more - I know you're probably scared to go against her since she's all scary with that spear and stuff but she can't do anything now! Just make her go away and come inside and you'll be free," she told him, and Weston just gaped.

"Vera, I said to get out. Amira is my girlfriend and I don't want to be free of her. Now, get out of there and get away from us before I have to break this door down," he threatened. He paused, looking down at Amira. "I'll pay for the repairs of course, princess," he said quickly. Vera sighed sadly, shaking her head. "I'm so sorry this crazy lady has got you so scared that you think you have to date her to be safe but you'll be safe with me, Weston! I promise! Just move her and come inside where she can't get at you!"

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Amira stepped back a little bit when Weston told her to wait a minute. There wasnt a whole lot she could do right now, this Vera woman only seemed to be wanting to deal with Weston. She was suprised to hear that apparently Vera thought that she was making Weston be with her, that he was trapped here with her because she was scaring him into it with her spear. This damn woman really had jumped off the deep end. She looked back at Weston when he said he would break the door. "If you gotta break it thats fine dear. Dont worry about it." She said softly.

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Weston blinked in surprise when he heard Vera's words. She thought that Amira was forcing him to be with her? That was ridiculous. For a second he contemplated going along with what Vera was asking just so he could get inside, but he wasn't sure that was the safest route. Next he considered going and getting Phoenix...but they didn't need Phoenix. He'd made a threat and Vera hadn't listened. He took a step back. "Stand back, Vera, I really don't want to hurt you," he said before forcefully kicking the door. He kicked it forcefully, his kick smashing right through the door and knocking it almost off its hinges. It was open, and Vera was standing back with wide blue eyes.

"Weston!" she said, and he stormed right in, roughly grabbing her by her wrists and shoving her up against the nearest wall, similar to how he'd pinned Phoenix to the wall after realizing she was a spy from home. "I told you to get out of our house," he said, his brown eyes harsh as he looked down at her. Vera had a fearful look in her eyes as she looked up at him. "B-but Weston," she protested. "I only wanted to help."

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Amira stepped back a ways too to give Weston plenty of room to bust the door down. She wasnt surprised when it seemed pretty easy for him and when he went and secured Vera she slipped past the two of them and went and got her spear just in case. She kne it was unlikely that Vera could even get away from Weston, but when he let her go she didnt wanna risk being unarmed completely if very flew any farther off the deep end. She came back down just in time to hear that very apparently thought she was helping. "Help? Do you have any idea what kind of trouble youve caused for us? How could you possibly be helping?"

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Weston glanced briefly over when Amira came back with her spear. He let go of Vera and took a step back, figuring the spear would be enough to get the message across. "Give us the new keys to the house and then get out of here. Leave the damn island. I appreciated your letter when you sent it but this is too much - I don't want to see your face ever again," he told her icily. Vera stared between the two of them for a moment, and then her gaze fell to Weston. "But in your book...in your book you said-" she started, but he quickly waved a hand to cut her off. "It's a book, Vera. I didn't say anything in the book. The characters said plenty, though I don't want to know what nonsense you latched on to. I have a girlfriend. I love my girlfriend. I am very happy with my life and I don't need to be saved or freed or whatever it is you seem to think. Now go. Away."

Vera hesitated a moment before grabbing her book from the coffee table. She pulled the two house keys from her pocket and set them down in its place, and then she hugged the book to her chest and ran off. Weston watched her go and then sighed, rubbing his temples a bit. "She's crazy, but she obviously frightens easily. At least she's easy to scare off," he said, going to the door. He tried it, but it wouldn't latch and the lock was busted. He sighed, looking over at Amira. "Are we spending the night in a hotel or does Phoenix have room for two more?" he asked.

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Amira hung back a while when Weston was telling Vera that she needed to leave. Hopefully the point got across this time. She watched her leave and set her spear down and looked over at Weston. "Well if a crazy woman with a spear didnt frighten her off for good the first time, I sure hope that you telling her to fuck off really did." She said and then shook her head a little bit when the door wouldnt latch. "Uh....I dont know really....I think she might have room but im not sure..." She said softly.

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Phoenix sighed when Amira said that someone should have been walking him around as well. "He's a damn soldier, there's no reason he shouldn't have been able to defend himself unless...unless there was more than one person," she said, frowning. "If someone distracted him while someone else snuck up on him, I can see how they might have been able to get him," she said. When Amira questioned how they could find him, she shrugged a bit. "The woods would probably be the best bet - Weston's bound to make a lot of noise if he's been taken, unless she's got him gagged or something, and considering how she seemed to want him to herself, I can't see her gagging him. A gagged man does not a relationship make," she said. "So I guess we have two options here. We can go ask about Vera at the hotels in town to see if anyone has any information about her, or we can go start scouring the woods blindly and hope we get lucky."

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Meanwhile, unaware that his friends were seeking him out, Weston awoke with a throbbing headache. He groaned, lifting a hand to clutch his head. "Shh," came a female voice from beside him. "You need to rest. They hit you pretty hard." He opened his brown eyes and found himself face to face with Vera. She was wearing sweatpants with a tank top, a sweater, and socks. He was lying on a bed, and she was calmly sitting cross-legged beside him. He groaned slightly as he realized what must have happened.

"Fuck off, Vera," he grumbled. He started to move but quickly found that he couldn't. He realized that his hands were restrained, and he immediately looked to her in a panic. She gave him a small smile. "I'm sorry, Weston. I knew you'd probably try to run away. I had to. I can take them off once I know I can trust you, but until then..." She shrugged a bit, looking cheerfully down at him. "Let me go make you some tea," she said, hopping to her feet and walking off.

While she left, Weston took the opportunity to survey his surroundings. They appeared to be in a small room. There was only one window, which was boarded up, and the door looked almost industrial in nature. There wasn't much in the room - a shabby-looking dresser, the bed, a single nightstand with a lamp, a table, a desk, and a mini fridge. Vera was at the desk, starting up a kettle so she could make him tea. "Is this an office?" he asked after a moment, and Vera couldn't help but to grin.

"Yeah!" she said. "Do you like it? It's in this abandoned warehouse my guys found outside of town. The warehouse itself is really big and scary but the office was nice and cozy and already had some stuff in it. I just moved in the things I thought we'd need," she explained. She paused slightly, a sheepish look coming to her face. "I'm sorry I couldn't give you...you know, a house, or an apartment, or something nicer...but I was scared you'd probably scream or something and then someone would come take you away from me. Better safe than sorry, right?" she chimed cheerfully

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Amira was getting increasingly antsy about the whole situation. She felt completely helpless and she hated it. At least when she was kidnapped she had some hope that she could get out and run off at some point. But now Weston was missing and she didnt feel like they could do anything fast enough. Lance put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We'll find him." He said and she sighed. "Im gonna throw that damn bitch off the island when we do...." She said, absolutely seething with anger. Lance looked at Phoenix. "Lets just do whatever you think will pan out better."

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Phoenix thought about it for a minute. "If we head into the woods blind, we'll have no idea what we're looking for and it could take ages. At least if we head to the hotels and see if we can find out where she's stayed, we might be able to get more information," she said. "From what we know, I don't think Vera will hurt Wes unless she absolutely has to. She seems to want to free him from you, so I think she wants him to herself. She'll probably just hold him hostage until he agrees to go with her or whatever she wants. It wouldn't surprise me if he played along just to get out of it, too - he's smart, and she's crazy," she said. "So now we just have to check the hotels in town - how many are there?" she asked, looking towards Amira.

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Weston couldn't believe that after all the time they'd put into keeping Amira safe and making sure Amira was never alone, he was the one Vera had grabbed. Of course, that meant that Vera was here and she wouldn't be targeting Amira - and Amira would figure out quickly that he was gone, and he hoped she knew well enough that he wouldn't up and leave her, and then she and Phoenix would be looking for him. Phoenix was a tremendous tracker. They'd find him. For now, he just had to keep Vera from snapping and hurting anyone. "So...are you going to tell me why you've got me here?" he asked her while she prepared the tea.

Vera glanced over at him, grinning a bit. "To keep you safe from that crazy elf woman, of course!" she said. She walked over, reaching towards him and cupping his cheek gently. "I know she had you scared and she was forcing you to be her boyfriend and all that, but you're safe now. I've got you, and I'm not gonna let her get her hands on you again," she said.

"Vera, I think you've misunderstood," Weston said in a gentle tone. Maybe he could reason with her. "Amira is my girlfriend. Not because she's forced me to be with her, but because I'm in love with her. I asked her to be my girlfriend, not the other way around," he said, and Vera sighed softly. "You poor thing," she said. "She has you so brainwashed...it's okay. I'm not going to give up on you just yet. Once you realize that you're safe with me, you'll realize how awful she was," she said in a tone that would have been reassuring in any other circumstance.

Vera got up and went back to the tea, pouring the hot water into the cups she'd prepared. Weston knew it was just a matter of biding his time - eventually, an opportunity to escape would arise, or Phoenix and Amira would find him. One or the other. He reluctantly thanked Vera when she brought him the tea; though his hands were restrained, the chains left enough length for him to move his arms around and he took the cup gently. Vera sat down beside him, taking a sip of hers even though it was probably scalding hot. "I've got my guys out looking for your crazy elf right now," she said to him. "I mean, she sticks out like a sore thumb with the weird white hair and all that. They'll take care of her, and once they do, I can take you back to your house," she said, and Weston's eyes went wide. "What do you mean, they'll take care of her?" he asked, his heart immediately starting to race. Vera just grinned at him and then took another sip of her tea, saying nothing.

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Amira thought about the number of hotels in town. "Im not sure, maybe four? Five? I dont know, ive never had to look into it. I bought my house here on a day trip from the kingdom below us." She said and then looked around. "I think theres only like four..." She said and Lance nodded. "Theres four. I looked around for a while before I decided to pick one to stay at. I know where theyre all at." He said and Amira nodded. "Well lets get going then." She said and they walked off to the first hotel.

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Phoenix could tell exactly what Lance was doing when he dragged Amira off so she said nothing, instead just waited while the boy looked through the book. Finally, he glanced up at her. "There's a Vera Vulker here," he said, and Phoenix smirked. "Perfect. That's probably the one," she said. "When'd she check in and what room is she in?" she asked, but the boy shook his head. "She checked in a few weeks ago but she checked out yesterday morning," he said. "Her room's already been turned down and checked out to someone else." Phoenix frowned when the boy said that Vera had already checked out of the hotel. "Did she say anything to anyone about where she was going?" she asked, and he shook his head. "No, but the girl who did the check-in is here today. I could ask her if she saw anything," he said, and when Phoenix nodded, he headed into the back room. Phoenix turned towards the others. "We just got extremely lucky," she said.
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Weston didn't say much while he sipped his tea, simply tried to think about ways to get out of this. He would be able to get out, he knew, he just had to figure it out. Vera had mentioned that she would unshackle him once she trusted him, so perhaps all he needed to do was make her trust him. He thanked her again when she took the teacup from him and she left the room to clean them up. He took his time scanning the room while she was gone, examining every little detail. A wobbly leg on the desk. A gap in the boards on the window. A dent in the side of the mini fridge. Nothing that could help him, though.

When Vera came back, she climbed into the bed with him and started to take off his shirt. His eyes widened but she pressed a finger to his lips. "Shhh. It gets really warm in here. You're already sweating a bit since you've been lying here all day. I'm just helping," she said. She unshackled one of his hands to pull his arm free from the shirt and he thought about just decking her, but he'd need his other hand free first - and she, of course, shackled his free hand back up before she freed the other one. Of course. When she was done and she'd set his shirt aside, she began to run her fingertips over his scars. "Did the elf do this to you?" she asked, and he shook his head. "No. I got them in a fight many, many years ago," he replied, and Vera smirked a bit. "I'm sure you did," she said in a tone that told him she didn't believe it, and then she took off her sweater and laid down beside him. He flinched a bit when she laid her head down on his chest, but neither of them said anything.

Amira smiled a little bit. "Good." She said softly. Lance looked down at her. She was getting pretty ansty again, only now her hands were shaking. He couldnt understand how nervous she was about all of this, but he knew it had to be killing her that Weston was missing. She loved him more than anything after all. He hoped that they could get a serious lead on here this Vera girl was.

When the young man came back, he returned to his place at the counter and looked towards Phoenix. He was a bit pale in the face and his expression looked nervous. "I, ah, I spoke to the girl who checked out Miss Vulker," he said. "She said that Miss Vulker left this note to give to anyone who came looking for her," he continued, holding the note out. Phoenix blinked, all but snatching the note and opening it up to read it. When she was done, she turned towards Lance and Amira. "She says she wants to meet with Amira," Phoenix said. She pulled out some money and handed it to the young man at the counter, who spoke up again. "The girl I talked to also said that Vera was accompanied by two men when she checked out - she said they were kind of scary, looked like bodyguard or mercenary types," he said. Phoenix frowned, turning her gaze towards Lance and Amira.

Amira looked up when Phoenix turned and then raised an eyebrow. "She hates me, that makes absolutely no damn sense. Why on earth would...Why is she so nuts? I literally chased her out of my house with a spear. A spear, Nixy." She said and then shook her head. "Should have thrown her off the island then..." She mumbled to herself. "Did she say where?" She asked and Lance glanced around for a second to see if the one man was lingering around them still.

Phoenix nodded when Amira asked if Vera had said where she wanted to meet Amira. "Yeah. She wants the crazy white-haired elf lady on the front porch of her house. Alone. Looks like a trap if I ever saw one, especially if she's being accompanied by two men. She's probably got one of them watching the house and I'd bet that man across the street at the cafe who tailed us all the way here from the dragon station is the second one," she said, folding her arms over her chest. "He's probably watching me and Lance to make sure you're actually alone so they can grab you. I don't know what she wants with you, but it probably has something to do with 'freeing' Weston from you," she said.

Amira sighed. "She probably wants me dead just as much as I want her dead. Shes literally insane. Thinks im keeping Weston captive. What do we do about the guy following us? I mean, I'd rather not get snatched and die or something like that. Getting snatched is fine, dying kind of sucks." She said and shook her head. "Well, theyd kind of have to snatch you first. I doubt theyd try to off you right there on your damn porch. Thats far too messy. Its pretty unclear if theyd snatch you and take you somewhere else or just drag you off inside." He said and Amira groaned. "This is all bullshit."

Phoenix frowned a bit as she listened, thinking it over. "Lance is right. I don't think they'd just kill you on the porch. And she's crazy - I bet that either she'd want to do it herself or she'd want to make Weston watch or something creepy like that," she said thoughtfully. "Normally I'd say we should just use you as bait, but they've got the drop on us since they've got two guys watching for me and Lance to be there - and we can't exactly use you as bait if one of us isn't going to be right there in case things get messy. We need to get the drop on at least one of the guys and get him out of the way before we can even consider using Amira as bait," she said. "Should I just walk right up to the one across the street? I'm sure he thought he was being pretty sneaky, but he probably doesn't realize I'm a damn spy and knew he was there the whole time."

Lance blinked. "Well if I noticed him, he's not being very sneaky at all. I'm not even trained to notice people like that, hes just not very good at this sneaking around thing. Im pretty sure ive made eye contact with him like three times by now. Accidentally of course, but its kind of hard when hes been following us around closely enough that we've seen his face this much." He said and Amira sighed. "That might be for the best. That way the guy at the house will have no clue you two are watching. He'll still think the other guy has tabs on you if he doesnt see you." She said and shrugged. She was pretty much willing to do about anything to get Weston back by now.

Phoenix nodded slightly. "Sounds good," she said. "So Lance, you stay with Amira. I'll head across the street and confront buddy." She paused slightly, thinking. "My house isn't too far from here, so I could make him go back there with me - without passing by Amira's place - and then knock him out and tie him up in there. Then I can come back here and we can figure out the plan from there. I only hope that the two men they saw her with here are the only ones - if there's a third or fourth man then we could be totally fucked," she said.

Lance nodded a little bit. "That will probably work...I hope. I'll take her off towards the banquet hall, there should be something happening over there. If there are more people watching us, it would be too risky to try anything there for sure. " He said and shrugged a little before going over and hugging Phoenix. "I'm sure that you will be fine. But be careful okay?" He said softly and kissed her forehead.

Phoenix hugged Lance back, smiling up at him. "Sounds good. Keep close tabs on her and I'll be back once I've dealt with this guy," she said softly. "Love you," she said, leaning up to give him a quick kiss before she turned and left the hotel. The man she was targeting was sitting at a table at the cafe patio and didn't even seem to realize she was coming right for him until she was close. He jumped slightly as she slid into the seat across from him. "So," she said, "you suck at following people. Just a heads up."

The man raised an eyebrow slightly. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he said, and she scoffed. "You know exactly what I'm talking about," she replied. "I know you're following me and my friends, but guess what? You picked the wrong people to fuck with. Now, here's what's going to happen: you're going to get up and we're going to leave this cafe. You're going to follow me. If you try anything along the way, I won't hesitate to kill you - and don't think I won't do it just because we're in public, because I have royal orders that will keep me out of trouble. Do you understand?" she asked. The man looked around and then hesitantly nodded, and together, they stood up.

Lance said he loved her too and watched her walk away. "She'll be fine." Amira said and Lance nodded. "She better be. I dont think I can handle another dead girlfriend...But I know she will be fine. She kicks ass." He said and Amira nodded. Lance lead her off to a spot that was nicely populated and they both stood there looking around, Lance never let Amira out of his sight even for a minute. Though she had been perfectly content to stand right by his side, never wandering more than a couple feet away.

Phoenix calmly led the man towards her house. At one point along the way, she saw him start to reach for something and she immediately turned towards him, a small knife appearing from goodness only knew where. "Don't even think about it," she hissed. The man blanched and quickly nodded, and the rest of the walk to Phoenix's house went as planned. She calmly handed him the key when they got there. "Unlock it," she told him, and the man did as told. He opened the door and she shoved him inside, shutting the door behind her. In an instant, they both had drawn their weapons - she had a dagger in hand and he had a sword - and were facing one another.

"Oh, so this is what you want to do?" she asked him with a slight smirk. "Because I don't know if you figured this out yet or not, but you're in my house. This entire building is my advantage." The man growled a bit and came at her with the sword and she dodged it with expert skill, ducking behind him and landing a sharp kick to his hand. He yelped out as the sword fell from his grip and in an instant, she had him pinned to the wall with her dagger in a manner very reminiscent of Weston.

Amira and Lance kept waiting at one point Amira really had to pee so Lance had to go stand in front of the ladies room and wait for her. Luckily though she came back out fine as could be and they quickly went back to their spot where there were enough people around. Amira looked up at Lance. "So, when are you gonna propose?" She asked and he just smirked a little. "Dont worry about it. " He said and she huffed at him. "So damn rude. I'm just curious." She huffed as they stood there.

Phoenix glared up at the man. "You'd better start talking. Now." she said firmly, and the man looked around briefly, clearly trying to figure out a way out of this, before looking down at her. "What the fuck are you?" he growled, and Phoenix raised an eyebrow. "I'm a goddamn royal spy, now talk," she told him, and he nodded. "Alright, alright," he said. "Vera Vulker hired us - me and a buddy of mine. We're affordable. Something about a spat with an ex-lover. She had us grab the guy for her and then she wanted us to get the girl - said she'd probably have friends keeping an eye on her but that she'd left a note with the hotel in case the girl came asking about her," he said.

Phoenix nodded slightly. "So where did you take the guy?" she asked, and the man frowned. "I didn't. My buddy did. My job was to find the girl and keep an eye on her until I knew she was alone," he replied, and Phoeninx sighed. "Lovely. So now I have to go find your stupid friend and get him to tell us where my friend is," she muttered. She grabbed him by the neck and slammed his head against the wall, knocking him out cold in one go. She hurried to her bedroom and grabbed a decent length of rope from the closet, tying him up promptly and then opening the cellar door and kicking him down the steps. It wasn't a very deep cellar and she wasn't actually using it for anything yet, but it'd do for storing the guy.

Once he was in the cellar, Phoenix locked the door behind him and left the house, heading straight back to the hotel. She quickly found Lance and Amira standing in a crowded area, thank goodness, and went up to them. "Let's go," she said. Her expression was one of utter annoyance at the prospect of having to knock out another one of those damn mercenaries, although at least this one would have the information they needed - and at least this time she knew it was just him, so Lance and Amira could have her back if needed.

Amira looked up when Phoenix walked up to them. "I'm assuming that didn't go as well as you were hoping." Lance said and then walked off with her and Amira. "So....Now what?" Amira asked, looking over at Phoenix with a worried expression on her face.

Phoenix shook her head when Lance asked if it hadn't gone as well as she had hoped. "No, actually, it went exactly as I hoped. He came along without resistance, didn't attack me until we were inside, I kicked his ass, and he talked," she said as they left and headed out into the street. "He told me that Vera hired him and one buddy to help her out. Said it was something about an ex-lover, except we all know that's not true. Problem is, he was tailing Amira while his buddy took Weston wherever they took him, so he doesn't actually know where Weston and Vera are," she said with a sigh. "That means we have to get his friend."

Amira looked over and sighed. " I'm guessing that's the goon at my place then huh." She said and sighed. " What's the plan for that then?" She asked and Lance looked over at Phoenix but didn't say anything. " You're awfully calm Lance." Amira said and looked at him. " If I were freaking out, you would lose it" he replied.

Phoenix nodded when Amira said that the second guy was probably the one watching her place - assuming that's where he was, of course. When Amira commented on how calm Lance was, Phoenix looked her way. "Honestly, it's kind of a relief for me. Lance being calm is keeping me from losing it, too," she said. "When Weston and I were trying to find you, he was basically in panic mode the whole time." She thought for a second. If these guys had been tailing Amira for a few days at least, they knew that she always walked Amira to and from work - but while they might have seen Lance once or twice walking with them, he'd always continued on with Phoenix and they'd probably just assumed he was her boyfriend. "This is tough because Lance and I both stand out. So it's not like we can exactly hide on a neighbour's porch and use you as bait," she said. "We have the advantage that we have his friend - he's probably operating under the assumption that if he sees you alone on your porch and his buddy hasn't found him, that means his buddy is with us. So all we really need to do is let you go ahead and keep far enough back that he won't see us, but we will see him and we'll be able to get in there before anything happens," she said. "That's only if you're up for it, though. We'd have to move fast. I know you haven't had many weapon lessons with Weston but you may end up needing to defend yourself briefly while we catch up."

"So I just meet him on the porch and then what? Just wait?" She asked. Unsure of what she really needed to do. "I uh..didn't have any lessons with Weston. I got Shakey and we stopped... But uhm...I can just pretend its like the blade on my spear broke off and I only have that to use...?" She said and Lance blinked. " That's not a terrible idea. It's not nearly as long as your spear blade obviously, but you'd be able to wound him at least doing things that way. Would certainly buy you a little time." He said.

Phoenix frowned a bit when Amira said that she hadn't actually had any lessons with Weston, but she nodded. "The way I'm hoping it plays out in my head, Lance or I should be there before the guy is even up your stairs," she said. "So I'm hoping you won't have to meet the guy on the porch. I'd bet my last dollar I can outrun the fucker, so if he takes off I'll go after him," she continued. "That is a really good idea, though. If it'll help you to use it then go for it. Just be sure to keep it hidden until he's close to you."

Amira nodded a little bit. "Okay. Things should be fine...As long as theres not another guy already in my house..." Lance blinked and then just stared at Amira. "You're literally queen of just grabbing shit and hitting people. I think you'd be fine. And you're armed too." He said and she nodded a little bit. "Well...There are plenty of things there I could swing at someone." She said and then looked back at Phoenix. "So, what exactly do I do? Like step for step? I really dont want to mess something up.."

Phoenix raised an eyebrow when Amira said she hoped there wasn't someone in her house. "I doubt it " she replied. "And Lance is right. If you're on your guard you'll be fine. So, here's the plan step by step. We'll start walking back to your place. Lance and I will stop about a block away and you'll keep going. Hold the note in your hand so it's clear what you're doing and please, please be super aware of your surroundings. Go stand on your porch and then wait. As soon as Lance and I see someone making his way towards you, we'll come for him. We should be there before he reaches you because it's not a long distance - just long enough that he shouldn't see us waiting - and I'll deal with him. Tackle him, knife him, chase him, I dunno, but I'll do something. If he gets too close for comfort - like, if he reaches the porch stairs and we aren't close enough yet - then you pull a weapon on him. Once I've got him we'll drag his ass inside so the neighbours won't see me, you know, interrogating him...and we'll make him tell us where Vera and Weston are."

Amira listened and then nodded. "Okay...I can do that." She said though she seemed a little nervous. "Nothings gonna happen to you." Lance said and patted her head like she was a kid, which did seem to calm her down a little bit. "Okay." She said and then huffed. "With all this shit thats been happening im gonna have to buy a new house just to purge my damn life of this bullshit. Its been broken into twice, that shit with Patrick, and now we're interrogating someone about kidnapping my boyfriend. My life is so fucking weird...." She sighed.

Phoenix smiled a bit at the way Lance patted Amira on the head. She nodded a bit. "It's all bullshit," she agreed softly. "At least most of that you can blame on Weston for being...well, Weston," she added with a smirk. "Just make a big stink about it when we get him back - he'll probably buy you a new damn house if you want one," she said, laughing a bit. "Now...should we get going? Before crazy Vera like, rapes your boyfriend or some crazy shit like that?" she asked with a bit of a frown.