[b][h3][color=d1d3d3]Vera[/color][/h3][/b]

Vera wakes up in the middle of the night with a whimpering groan. There is a cold and sticky wetness to her normally warm and fuzzy furs; a sharp pain in her left side and arm; and a numbness in her extremities. In her groggy state it takes her a moment to realize what's wrong. [i]I went to bed without securing my claws?[/i] She painfully moves the covers out of her way and realizes she seems to be wearing some kind of, now tattered, wrap around her chest and a normal pair of pants. She recalls the previous day’s adventure: she made a Light reagent, then Sirius said something, but she struggles to remember anything past that. She gingerly maneuvers herself to the edge of her bed, deciding that it may be best to avoid him for the time being. Attempting to stand up she finds that her legs give out underneath her, collapsing to the floor with a cry of pain. She takes a moment to gather herself and shakily stands back up slowly stumbling around her room, bracing herself on the furniture, looking for wherever whoever left her room key, finding it after a few moments. Tossing a cloak over herself and locking her door on the way out, she slowly makes her way to the healer, bracing herself with the wall and having to take frequent stops to rest lest she pass out.

Returning to her room Vera looks over the small pile of manabeast corpses left on her desk, they’re all Earth which she has little interest in, however she notes one of them is slate which could be particularly useful. Stripping off the top layer of her bedding she lays it on the floor using a portion of it for each half of the artifact creation process. She is left with a small sealed slate tile that can create and disperse a blackboard of various size. Balling up the bedding and moving it off to the side she uses her new artifact to create a surface with which to turn the other two earth manabeasts into reagents for sale. She retrieves the antler amulet made from the Light deer, turning it over in her hand, mulling over the possibilities, not quite sure what function it should have. She threads a length of leather cordage through it and ties the ends, weighing several options. Setting it aside for the time being, she instead stripps the rest of her bedding, balling it all up and taking it off to the laundry service leaving it and payment behind.

Returning to her room, she removes her cloak and locks the door once inside. Still wearing nothing but the pants and wrap from the day before, she retrieves her journals from their hiding places and begins recording what noteworthy parts of the hunt she can remember, all the while weighing the options for her next artifact. She then moves on to check if her arm has at all changed and is quite surprised to find that her ring is missing. Making a note that she needs to get a new form of identification, she re-measures all of her previous metrics, however any changes are negligible. Staring at her claws it comes to her that the Light artifact may be the answer to her sleep problem. Bringing out a new slate surface she begins the process of finishing the artifact. In the end she has an amulet that she can use to put barriers over the sharp parts of her arm as she sleeps. Not wanting to assimilate any part of a deer, she’ll have to be careful about how long she wears it. She dismisses the slate, finishes up with her journals and hides them away. 

Tiredness flooding back to her, she decides showering can wait till tomorrow. Removing the wrappings from her chest and the rest of her clothing; she dawns the new artifact and activates it, the muted glow hardly even casting shadows. Not wanting to rip apart her unprotected bed on the off chance the artifact fails at its trial run, she curls up on the rug in the middle of her room and drifts off to sleep.