first shot → video → day 103

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[ It's fairly early when Allison poses her question to the network. Not obnoxiously so, just a little earlier than most would expect a teenager to be up of her own accord. She's already been for a run and there's a little evidence to show as much. She's just a little puffed, breathing returning to it's normal rate, and the clothes she's scavenged from the house aren't an ideal fit, but they're still closer to gym gear than the dress she'd arrived in (thanks scientists). Her hair is piled up in a loose bun on the top of her head, cheeks still just a little flushed, and she's only just at the door. She really should go inside and get herself sorted first, but network etiquette 101 is escaping her right now - and besides, the question is important.

There's a friendly smile at least, and for a moment she just eyes the feed a little, unsure of how to start. Finally it comes with a light clear of her throat and a sheepish look at the device on her wrist. ]

So I really hope this thing is working, or I'm going to look like an idiot. [ She laughs, a little awkward, and moves to sit down on the porch. The video jerks in response to the movement, but settles again once she does. ] I just have a quick question, nothing too taxing I promise.

[ She glances away for a second, a little stuck for how to pose the question without sounding like she's up to something, but finally just decides to bite the bullet. Everyone needs to defend themselves, right? That sea monster sure proved that. ]

I'm looking for a bow. Mine got...left behind, I guess, and I'd just- I'd feel a lot more comfortable if I had one. If anyone knows where there might be something like that around town or...God, even if you know how to make one, I'd really appreciate the pointers.

[ She pauses again, all awkward awkward Allison, and she's about to add something else.

Unfortunately at that point, the feed cuts out. Or perhaps fortunately, for the people listening. At that rate, they were going to be there all day. ]

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Tell me about it.

[ God, if only she knew just how well Anita could relate to her ideas of that. She's so convinced that she's alone, that she can't tell anyone. Sure, there's got to be other hunting families out there, but none like hers. None so prolific as hers, and besides, she's never met any of them anyway. She's used to a very select handful of people being aware of this, and that's that. No talking about it, no hinting, no nothing. ]

They didn't actually specify. This guy wasn't so helpful with the details, to be honest. Actually kind of the opposite.

[ But seriously Anita, tell her more about this monster mention you just dropped there, because Allison certainly looks more interested in a little subject change than anything else right now. ]

...Monstery?

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[As luck would have it, Anita's never had to be particularly secretive about what it is she does. One of the very few perks of living in a world where not only is the existence of monsters general knowledge, but vampires are legal citizens.]

You know. Like some kind of psychic or maybe a vampire or something that inherited a really weird gift from its line.

[There are all kinds of whacked-out vampire powers out there, but she has to admit, as dangerous as pyromancy is, she'd rather deal with another pyro-vamp than the kind that can rot themselves at will.

God. She didn't eat for two days after seeing that little sideshow.]