Pepper might be afraid of vampires...
Who: Pepper, Stefan
What: In her visits to the Roivas Mansion, Pepper meets their newest guest.
Where: Roivas Mansion
When: Monday afternoon
Warnings: None
Stefan had been spending a lot of time in his room. He wanted to be sure he understood this world before venturing out into it. The network, though bizarrely connected through his journal, was providing him with plenty of information. The newcomer's guide was quite helpful, as were some of the people on it. He intended to submit a general question soon about the city itself, wanting some clarification. But that could wait until he knew more.
Since getting settled in the mansion, he'd only left to feed and stretch his legs. It meant going to the Southern District, and risking running into his brother. But so far, that had not happened. And his brother hadn't tried to force his way into the mansion, as far as he'd heard. Perhaps being here had changed his brother's temperment...no, he doubted that.
On this particular, he was on his bed. He'd snagged an empty, non-network connected journal when taking things from the boarding house. He'd kept a private one since he was human, so there was no reason to stop now. And it helped him better understand this city to put it down into words.
Leaning his head back against the wall, he closed his eyes. He'd seen a young man on the network attempting what they called Bending. But he still didn't quite understand the idea behind it. The idea that you could make anything you could think of was just baffling. There were witches in his world, but even they couldn't conjure things into existance like that.
What: In her visits to the Roivas Mansion, Pepper meets their newest guest.
Where: Roivas Mansion
When: Monday afternoon
Warnings: None
Stefan had been spending a lot of time in his room. He wanted to be sure he understood this world before venturing out into it. The network, though bizarrely connected through his journal, was providing him with plenty of information. The newcomer's guide was quite helpful, as were some of the people on it. He intended to submit a general question soon about the city itself, wanting some clarification. But that could wait until he knew more.
Since getting settled in the mansion, he'd only left to feed and stretch his legs. It meant going to the Southern District, and risking running into his brother. But so far, that had not happened. And his brother hadn't tried to force his way into the mansion, as far as he'd heard. Perhaps being here had changed his brother's temperment...no, he doubted that.
On this particular, he was on his bed. He'd snagged an empty, non-network connected journal when taking things from the boarding house. He'd kept a private one since he was human, so there was no reason to stop now. And it helped him better understand this city to put it down into words.
Leaning his head back against the wall, he closed his eyes. He'd seen a young man on the network attempting what they called Bending. But he still didn't quite understand the idea behind it. The idea that you could make anything you could think of was just baffling. There were witches in his world, but even they couldn't conjure things into existance like that.