Procrastination had seem to become one of Sarah's best friends ever since her parents had left, once again, to resume their many studies. The young woman never did like science, so she felt a bit out of touch with them whenever they came home on their couple days off. It wasn't often that they had off, but when they did it tended to be several days at a time. 

She lay in her unmade bed, staring out of her window into the vast city. It had been raining slightly which made her not want to get out of bed to even eat, which was a horrible choice on her part.

Sarah sighed as she flipped over in her bed, her eyes staring off into space as she was facing the clock on her wall. It took a second for her eyes to focus on the moving hand on the clock, and even a couple more until she fully comprehended what time it was. 

[i]"Oh my god, she's going to kill me!"[/i]

Sarah's high pitched voice broke the silence of her room as she shot up from her bed and half jogged to her small 'gaming office' as she called it. she hardly played anything but Skyrim and another game that she always forgot she had. Within a couple of minutes, she had reached the room and set herself up to immerse herself in the virtual world. It gave her chills each and every time she logged on; loving the fact that she could visit so many different worlds in a matter of seconds. 

Her eyes scanned the virtual city around her. Sarah had little to no time to focus on those around her. She had promised to first find her favorite bard in Whiterun, then continue to find her brother. Hopefully he wouldn't get too involved in his sport playing games and completely forget about her. Sarah never really got into playing sports via VR. She would much rather run around killing dragons and jumping off of cliffs into rivers.

When Sarah finally arrived into her humble abode, Breezehome, Sarah quickly ran to her chest to get what she needed for the day. 

"Daedric Bow of Storms? Yes. Too many arrows to fathom? Kind of. I'll loot more. Annnnnnnd I think I'll go with Dark Brotherhood armor today because why not?" 

Sarah smiled, pleased with her choices, and decided to make her way out of the home. She kept her eyes peeled for her brother, but also for any of the players that decided to try to kill her. There was that and the fact that apparently some other Dragonborn had been trying to kill her but she was too lazy to go and take care of that problem. Upon reaching The Drunken Huntsman, Sarah took one last glimpse of the area. Roman was no where to be seen, and it seemed safe enough to let her guard down for just a few minutes, so she went inside with a slight shrug.

Once inside, the familiar music filled her ears as she tried to not make too much of a scene. She had a couple of bounties on her head so it was best to not sneak around and make herself look suspicious. 

"Heck!" Sarah gleamed as she found her partner in crime across the room. She had gotten into the habit of calling the young woman by that nickname instead of her entire username. Especially when she was trying to annoy her. She walked over as she looked around the room for any familiar faces. "Sorry if you've been waiting, I've been busy doing nothing."