Buckle down, and study

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#1
It was not often she found herself in Lavender Heights, Avondale being a pretty good distance away, especially when one did not have a car, but she had found interest in a bookstore she had found online, and was quite eager to check it out. Luckily, Larkspur was not far, and with her just having worked during the day, it was only a quick uber ride to town.

The store wasn't the biggest, but shelves were placed all around, creating a maze with books crammed in every inch of them. In most cases, it might of made it difficult to navigate, but Evelina had not come with an open mind, no there was a particular book she wished for, and after speaking with the clerk, she was led right to her goal. Pulling the large book from his snug place, she made her way towards an empty table, hand hovering over the cover of the book for just a moment.

Supernatural Being, not the most creative title, but it held the information she searched for, and so she eagerly opened it up, flipping to the index with breakneck speed. Time to find out just how many others were like her, and what exactly she was.

@Greta Hellström
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#2
 Greta was not much of a book person. Sure, she loved a good read, but she preferred her books to be electronic these days. A materialistic woman though she was, with little qualms to have over heavily-laden shelves, she preferred to fill her house with art than books when she could fit a whole library in the side pocket of her purse.

 Unfortunately, the book she sought was not available in such form. It was a rare occurrence, but the title she needed was only available on printed paper. So, here she was, perusing some dinky little book shop, only to be side-tracked by a tantalizing scent. It was, unmistakably, the smell of psychic blood.

 Greta would stick to the task at hand, albeit perhaps a bit more hurriedly; but once she found her desired book, she was following her nose, looking every bit like the tame old woman she was not.

 It hardly took any time for her to find the source, a beautiful young thing with fiery red hair and a book in her possession that nearly made Greta laugh. What could a book possibly know about their kind and have actual evidence to back it up?

 "Researching monsters, are we?" she asked innocently enough, fixing the young woman with a small smile.
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#3
She had been so absorbed in her reading that she had not heard the jingle of the door as another entered, enveloping herself in the text before her, only to be drawn out with a startle, as suddenly there was another nearby, speaking to her no less. Raising her head, eyes wide, Evelina turned towards the woman, hand over her heart as she pulled in a breath.

"I apologize for the overreaction, you startled me." She answered, before running a hand through her red locks, as if brushing away the initial fright.

"I suppose, with the news of monsters being real. It would only make sense that there are others as well hiding among us."
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 It was apparent by the spike in the girl's heart rate that she had been startled, before she even said anything. Greta hid her amusement well, keeping the same light expression on her face as she considered her words. They were thick with an accent, but her English was very good for obviously not being her first language. For the apology, Greta's smile grew marginally and would serve as her response for now, waiting for a proper answer on her primary question.

 The old vampire would make herself comfortable, lowering herself into a seat across the table from the redhead. She let her own book rest in her lap for now, momentarily uninterested in it, and leaned her chin on one of her hands. "Oh, I'm sure of it," she hummed. "But you know... they've lived in secrecy for so long. Do you think a book will be able to surmise the ways of werewolves and vampires?"
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There was a shake of her head in response, fingers running over the page before her, eyes wandering over the text. "I am not searching for either vampires or werewolves." She answered, looking back up towards the older woman, a small shrug to her shoulders.

"I just speculate that there may be other creatures we have yet to discover, if television could have gotten those two creatures right, then what is to say this book could not have as well?" She asked, head giving a slight tilt.

There had to be some creature similar to her, with the ability of fire as she, herself, had.
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 Oh? Greta watched the young lady with a soft look of interest, waiting for her to continue. Her eyes glanced down at the book the girl possessed, considering her opinion. Television still knew very little about them, but it was irrelevant. Greta shifted her weight some, leaning her chin into her hand a little more heavily as she considered her options. Somewhat mischievously, the old vampire would ask in a soft voice, "Creatures like you?" The tantalizing scent of her blood gave her away, but she didn't need to know that - maybe her curiosity was self-inspired.
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#7
It was needless to say that the girl was surprised, hazel eyes widening as her head snapped back towards the woman from her book, although she quickly tried to mask it with curiosity, hands unconsciously tightening onto the sides of the book. "What do you mean by that? She feigned ignorance, although her voice did shake slightly.

It wasn't that she was particularly scared, but simply that she did not like the fact that another could know the secret that she had held so dearly to herself for so many years. It would, no doubt, be very dangerous if word was to go around that a fire user was in town, and she could not offered to be on the news as the other creature had been.
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 Greta took great joy in the girl's surprise, though she kept it tightly under wraps, her expression not so much as twitching. Her Mona Lisa smile remained, her hand coming away from her chin to rest upon the tabletop. Curiosity came before thirst in this instance - it could be said that she was playing with her food, but it remained to be seen it she would be getting a bite in the first place.

 "Don't be coy, dear girl," she prodded, tone one of amusement. She sought her wide-eyed gaze, smile widening as she made a pull for magic. "Tell me your power." The suggestion came in soft words, her voice low, hoping to encourage the young woman to reply in similar quiet.
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#9
It was strange, she had been so resistant before, but at the womans insistence, Evelina found herself more than willing to provide the answer. She could hardly even remember why she had wanted to keep it to herself in the first place, this lady obviously could be trusted with this knowledge. "I can manipulate and create fire." She answered, voice still low in case there was another around that could not be trusted.

"I learned about it when I was very young."
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 Fire. Greta's eyes gleamed softly. It was a great power, worthy of fear and respect alike. Especially if she'd been wielding it from a very young age. Her brows rose some, smile growing almost imperceptibly. "How wonderful," she purred. One hand rose to gesture lightly at the book before her. "So, you are reading to seek information about yourself, or are you researching the likes of aliens and fairies?"
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#11
There was a slight shake of her head, as she answered, brows furrowed in doubt.

"Not necessarily myself, but others similar to me." Aliens was a ridiculous assumption in most cases, but what if that was what she turned out to be? Dropped off onto the earth as that boy in those Marvel movie had, maybe there were no others similar to her, and she'd have to fly off to space to find out what she was.

It was all truly confusing.

"I would like to know if I am simply a freak, or if I am more than just human." It wasn't wrong to be curious, but now that she thought about it.

"You do not seem surprised by my power." Did she know something perhaps.
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 A reasonable answer. Greta hummed softly in acknowledgment, although she didn't know how much accurate information a book would have on such gifts. Her wonder was natural, for all she might be called "supernatural." Superhuman, even. Her little smile grew ever so slightly for the girl's final observation, and she would let her eyes wander around them casually. "I have one of my own," she said in a low voice. "I'd love to tell you more, but. Not here." Her eyebrows rose a little, watching for a reaction.
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#13
She would get a reaction too, the red heads eyes widening as far as they could as she jolted straighter in her chair, blinking a few times in absolute disbelief. "Truly? Is that how you knew of mine?" She whispered, every nerve in her body seeming to vibrate with a great intensity at the mere prospect that there was another like herself.

She wasn't alone.

"Where would you wish to go then?"
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 Oh! So exciting! The girl's reaction was almost endearing. "Yes. I can feel it." Which was not true at all, but it seemed likely that this girl would buy it all the same. Greta knew better than to be too forward or threatening, though - vampire or not, nobody wanted to be lit on fire. "We can take a drive, if you like?" She offered. Optimal privacy, but perhaps risky in today's world.
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#15
It was not customary for Evelina to accept a ride from any type of stranger, whether they were older, younger, man or woman, but in this particular case, she felt she needed to. This woman knew about her powers, had some of her own, and was willing to tell her of them, if she were to only ride with her, and so Evelina found herself nodding in agreement.

"We can, I do not have a car however, so we would have to ride in yours."
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#16
 Her car, it would be then. Which was her preference anyway - just another mark of her being in control of the situation. She smiled a little wider at the girl, nodding her head. "Alright. Allow me to purchase my own book first, and I'll be ready." Whether or not the little redhead would want to do the same for her own (likely useless) book was of little consequence.

 She went through the motions, patient for all she was eager to go. When it was all said and done, she would make to escort the girl out of the building and into the crispy evening air towards her vehicle. "I'm Margaret, by the way. What's your name?"
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