It had been a while since her birthday. Almost two weeks had passed since her most hated night of the whole year. Halloween always demanded a lot from her already fragile body. And just because it was her birthday didn't make that day any more pleasant.

Though there had been a slightly unexpected surprise for her this year. The small cake, the card, the CDs... Had it been Soi, she'd been able to understand it. Seven would've been less surprising as well. But instead she got it from the last person she'd expected to think about her birthday.

Of course, in Vanya's case, that list of 'last person she'd expected to do anything' was rather long. She couldn't help herself, and seemed to make enemies even when she tried to be friendly. Though this had been someone she had hurt in the past, though still justified in her own mind. Vanya kept clinging to the fact she had given plenty of warnings, and she would not do that unless she was serious about it. And if people could not listen to her warnings, they should not be surprised about the consequences.

Even attempts to make things right always ended up in an argument. Vanya was the first to admit that apologizing or making it up to someone wasn't her strongest point. But she had tried in her own way and failed just about every time. Maybe she was too stubborn, maybe Jessie was too stubborn. Most likely, they were both too stubborn.

And despite all of that, Jessie had given her a birthday present. Jessie had also been the only one to give her a birthday present. And while Vanya would never be able to admit it out loud, it had touched her deeply.

So even though it was a little late, the Seer went looking for the tall blonde girl, to give her at least her thanks for the CDs Jessie had given her.

OOC: Jessie first. One of those attempts to get them back together as friends. Let's hope it's successful this time.



Vanya walked towards the cafeteria after her appointment with the doctor. Things were looking good, the stress of teaching had not yet shown any physical strains or dangers. And still she was lost in thought.

She could not help but mull over what Seven had told her and the things she had picked up probably a thousand times before, but never fully understood until that day the girl came to see her during office hours. Mistakes. They were both mistakes. They were both hunted down by family, although Seven's situation was tougher than hers. Her only 'living' family were her parents, and her parents currently shuffled around as mindless zombies, unless a Slayer had come to the town and killed them.

They were also both in a situation where they could literally drop dead the next day. Seven because her body would fall apart, she because of her heart. And then there was that question about the souls of artificially created humans. Vanya stuck to her point. A soul was a soul was a soul. It should not matter whether it was attached to a biologically created body or an artificially created body. But still, the question refused to leave her mind. It even occupied her so much that Vanya barely paid attention to where she was walking or who was standing in her way. She only noticed the tall blonde girl in her way when her face, quickly followed by the rest of her body, crashed painfully into that of Jessie.

The library was quiet. Not too many girls visited the library during the holidays. Half of them were back to their parents anyway, and a great deal of the other half thought that the three S's were more important. Sports, swimming and sunbathing.

Vanya didn't do either of the three. Sports and swimming for obvious reasons; her heart could not have it. And while sunbathing required little effort from the physically weak necromancer, she simply did not see the use of it if her skin refused to tan, no matter how long she would stay in the sun.

Libraries were then the perfect escape, especially if she wished to escape annoying roommates or 'friendly' classmates. Sure, Soi might miss her. But she let Soi know where she could be find. Vanya was at least pretty sure she had done that.

She sat near a bookcase with a book in her hands, open and trying to read it. Even at this place, thoughts and visions were still buzzing in her mind. Not to mention the number of ghosts buzzing around her. Vanya sighed. She'd certainly kill for a place where she could be left alone for a few minutes...



OOC: Open to all. (Though it might be a good idea not to throw Soi in it, but some other people? XD; To Soi-mun: I will try to catch up with all the open threads, including the one of Soi and Vanya in the Potions lab.)

The day had finally arrived where Vanya was allowed to leave the infirmary. Of course, she would have to come back at least once every day for the next couple of weeks for a check-up, but she no longer had to stay locked up in that room and watch through her window at all the things happening outside. The doctor had been very happy with her progress after she'd started going back to class and thought she might recover even more faster if she was back at her own room.

Still, when she left the infirmary with her few belongings she'd kept in the room, she did not go back to the four-person room she shared with several others, but climbed up the chairs to the third floor. It did not take her long to find out which room belonged to Soi, and she knocked on the door, hoping that the professor was inside.

OOC: Actually meant to be on Friday. I'm bad, I know. Preferably first open to Rei, though she'll arrive at the class soon enough. Class will be... Magical History. Or so. Something everyone has.


Vanya took a deep breath. For the first time since she'd been carried - or more, levitated - to the infirmary, she wore her school uniform. Today would be her first time back to class. It would be just one lesson, to see if she was ready for it. She'd chosen Magical History, for the simple reason it would have the largest class and thus the most pressure. As Soi had suggested, there were only two ways to deal with it. Either plunge in headfirst or get slowly accustomed to the presences of others. Vanya had chosen for the deep plunge.

She felt slightly odd today. As a matter of fact, she'd felt odd ever since Soi's last visit. Giddy, lightheaded, even cheerful were the first words to come up in her mind to describe this feeling. It was weird. She'd never experienced anything like this at all. And all Soi had done was to show she cared for her.

Vanya shook her head and focused on the matter at hand; she'd have her first class today. No more boredom. With what could be best described as an 'almost-smile', she left her room. There, she came across her first classmate, as well as most hated enemy.

Hino Rei.

Despite the spell cast on her room, Vanya had not been entirely cut off of what happened in the infirmary. She knew about Laurian's injuries, and how Rei hardly left her side. But now, it seemed, Laurian no longer wanted Rei to be at her side. Despite her best intentions to try and be different today, Vanya could not pass this opportunity.

"Are we sitting all alone in here?" she asked, her voice deceptively mild. "I would have thought you'd be at the side of the one person who means most to you. Or... could it be you are no longer welcome? I've been really so out of touch with what happened around here... Did you two break up?"

It was unfair. Vanya stood near the window that gave her a glimpse of the hallway. Somewhat further down the hall lay Laurian. She could not actually see the room, but cracks and holes had appeared in the magic field that was supposed to protect her against the minds of all the students. She could sense it, and occasionally caught glimpses of Laurian's memories in her dreams.

But that didn't bother her as much as something else. Every day, often more than once per day, Rei came to visit the hurt girl. She would talk to the comatose girl, or just sit there and hold hands.

It made her feel jealous.

Not that she wanted Rei to come in her room and hold her hand. Rei could stay as far away from her as possible, if it was up to her. But truth be told, Vanya felt lonely. She was slowly getting better, stronger, but she was still forced to stay in isolation. Professor Fong sometimes came to visit her, but aside from that she was lonely.

She wanted someone to visit her daily as well, who would talk to her or hold her hand.

She wanted someone who loved her.


OOC: I hope it's alright I made the assumption Soi visited her a few times in the past few weeks, but I can always change it. Open to anyone interested. ;) And otherwise it's just an entry showing how lonely and jealous she feels.

OOC: I wanted to have it backdated to 14 February, but... I don't care. Whoever responds to it may decide if it's Valentine's day or not.


Vanya finished her last exercise for Magical History before she put the books away and let herself fall slowly back on the bed. It was silent in the room, thanks to Hermione's spell. No sound from the outside could penetrate her room and although she ought to be grateful for it, she was not.

She felt lonely and the silence only reminded her over and over again how lonely she was. No visitors were allowed, not even her cat could keep her company.

The doctor had told her she could have visitors a few days ago, of course for a very limited time. But who would want to visit her? No one. And the one person that considered her as a friend now hated her after she'd lashed out in anger.

It really made her wonder what the use of living was.

It was in the middle of the night when Vanya woke up from a sharp pain in her chest. Her breathing was laboured and she struggled to get air. Her first instinct was to push the blanket away; it was suffocating her. It did not help to easy her breathing, however, and Vanya realized something was going terribly wrong. Perhaps this was the day the doctor had been talking about. If that was true, she needed to get to the infirmary.

The necromancer struggled to get on her feet, but a lack of energy caused her to fall out of bed. She worked herself up, trying to talk and call out for her flying carpet, but only a faint whisper left her lips and her carpet couldn't hear her.

Vanya managed to get back on her feet and stumbled across the room towards the door. But she couldn't reach the door. Instead, she crashed back on the floor, taking a chair with her.


OOC: Initially open to her roommates. She makes a lot of noise; I'm sure it'll wake them up. After that, it depends on whoever they're gonna get.