[hr] [hr] [center][h1][color=8882be]Valencia Jackson[/color][/h1] [img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/6d/67/3d/6d673d1637eb06ba10fd0c65323d5717.jpg [/img] Location: Red Lake Café Interacting with: With: [@Nallore] Riley [/center] [hr] [hr] [color=8882be]“Sure!!!”[/color] Val replied with great enthusiasm and jolted from her place and quickly started walking after Riley. She wanted to be moving, to not be staying much on one place. She was still smiling and looking about the place, constantly doing some small action. She truly appeared to be an overly energetic person... actually the right term was hyperactive! Well it was not once or twice she got pulled over, asked by cops if she had taken something. Hell some even directly would ask her to go make tests. Fun times~ While Riley drove them off to the location of the RV, Valencia took the chance to once more memorize the as much of the layout of the city as she could around the route they passed. It was a nice training to keep the memory sharp and to know directions whenever you need it. She run a finger across the silver coated dagger hidden in her belt. The writer had a bright smile on her face as they left the town and reached their destination. She followed her new friend outside and to the door where the man opened and they made what probably was the usual agreement on using the RV. It look nice and certainly was going to do the job at the trip they were going to make. She also smiled at the mention of it being fully fueled and so on. Though she'd frankly prefer if there was a river or something to bathe at. Simply to make the outdoors experience that much authentic! While Riley was messaging the rest of the group, Val by some trained instinct/habit, pulled out her knife from the belt and started playing with it, throwing it around, balancing it on her nails... the usual. She even had a rather relaxing expression while doing so! “ So I guess we are ready!” She stated, realizing what she was doing, flicking her wrist as the knife spun a few times in the air before she caught it with two fingers by the blade.[color=8882be]” Say is the camping spot is right by the lake, right?”[/color] She asked just for confirmation. She was currently torn between taking or not a swimsuit for this trip. She also quickly put the knife back in it's hidden sheath.[color=8882be]” Please do not mind the knife... or any other bladed thing I may pull out. Old habits...”[/color]