A Roof Top Encounter

It was almost dark, but not quite, the sun was going down fast thought as Natasha climbed to the top of the Academy, to the roof top area, and looked out over the ramparts. It had a beautiful view of the island. She could see little lights for miles around them. The whole city was laid out before her and she could spot the ocean glimmering in the distance as it got darker.

It’s funny that she had never come up here before now since she loved castles of any sort. And this one sort of reminded her of home. She didn’t know why, it did not look like Royal winter palace in St. Petersburg, but the feeling it had to it, was the same. The Winter Palace had always been a fairly happy place for her despite everything back then. Sighing happily as the wind whipped through her long hair and around her face, Natasha continued to gaze at the view before her.

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Natasha was aware of another presence behind her. Her empathy usually allowed her to know if others were around, but most times, she just ignored this because if she didn't, she would ever be sensing things and questioning. She had learned to, somewhat, block out things, such as others emotions or presences.

Turning around, she looked sort of perplexed at the person who was addressing her in the most curious fashion. She hadn't heard that way of speaking in many years, almost 200 if she were honest. It sounded like the fortune-telling prophets of centuries past. And it took Natasha a good moment to process what was being said to her... twilight, daylight walker, a proper member of the kin...

"I am a proper member of the kin, a vampire... " Natasha remarked calmly as she took in the other vampire, and found her to be rather dazzling in her own way. She certainly was not what anyone would expect when thinking of a vampire, but she was very much so too.

"I am also part witch, and this, I believe, has allowed me the ability to walk in the light," she explained to the girl with the oddly coloured eyes. Natasha had actually wondered herself over the years about that part of her being. The sun had never affected her like it did other vampires. The most it bothered her was when she was first turned, she remembered the searing pain the first morning she woke up, being left in a room with the curtains pulled back, allowing for the sun to flood the room - her maker had meant for her to die.

"And yourself? Were you not up here too?" Natasa asked, now being able to place the presence she had felt with the girl. Though truthfully, Natasha had not seen her either when she came up, so perhaps she was mistaken.

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Natasha gaze followed to where the girl was gesturing, noticing now that she must have been hiding or sitting in the alcove the whole time Natasha was enjoying the evening sundown, "Choker.." Natasha murmured quietly, glancing at her and wondering if she were wearing a charm or something.

"Why would I ever do that?" she inquired, "I can enjoy the daylight, yes, but rub it in another's face or make fun of them because they can't, well, why, would I ever do that?" she asked somewhat concerned now. Did other vampires do things like that? She honestly did not know. She never had the benefit of a clan to belong to or even a master or maker that she could turn to ask about those things. Nat had basically had to fend for herself and learned to live as a vampire without any help.

"And who are the Gifted Ones, you talk about? And why do you call me the Twilight Daughter?" she asked suddenly, not afraid of the odd vampire in front of her. Mainly because the vibe she gave off was not threatening or maybe Natasha trusted a little too much in her intuition and the fact that if the girl had wanted to harm her she could have already done it.

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As the girl talked, Natasha felt a cool shiver of premonition go up her spine. It had been years since she had met someone who could see into the future for real. Most were fakes or charlatans trying to dupe people or make them part with their money. However, she had a feeling, an intense sense of knowing, that this girl had a gift, and was not just acting. Watching her stare up at the night sky and seeing how her eyes changed, confirmed Natasha beliefs.

"Twilight Daughter, I am guessing that's because I am not truly human, nor am I fully vampire?" she murmured to herself thoughtfully, not flinching when she looked her over, in what many might consider a threatening - or menacing - way., sensing that despite everything, she meant Natasha no harm.

Natasha stayed still and just stared at the girl with a slight frown, she had heard her warning, but it was so very confusing. What overpowering will had touched her? Natasha shook her head at the girl's odd and very cryptic message, watching her blink as if seeing something in her.

"You talk in riddles..." she said rather uneasily, wishing she would or could be clearer. "Am I in danger?" she asked the other vampire. "And do I know this danger or has it already come to pass?" she asked with a worried look on her face, wondering what or who was she refering to?

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Allegory and metaphor, yes, the tools of the prophetic, Natasha sighed in quiet frustration. She knew that asking the girl would probably lead to more of the same. And what did she mean by true path and unexpected thirst? It was all just so perplexing, that Natasha didn't know what to say or even ask. And if she did, the girl would only answer in more riddles probably.

Watching as she suddenly took a seat on the ground, Natasha frowned at first, and then saw to her surprise art supplies. She was an artist too as well as a prophetess. Curious, Natasha moved over to where she was and looked down to see what she was painting. Standing there quietly Natasha watched her work.

"You are very good," Natasha murmured as she watched the page start to fill with colours and strokes. "What is your name?" Natasha asked curiously as she sat down across from her while she worked.
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