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[color=skyblue][b]Time:[/b][/color] Late Afternoon > Evening 
[color=skyblue][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ember Grove Mall > Boardwalk 
[color=skyblue][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] 
[color=skyblue][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] [@Helo] Noah [/color]
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[color=silver]The mall escapade had been successful; mostly. Shay had bought new clothing, mostly hoodies and jackets and loose clothing she could run and fight in. She had also bought nice clothing in case she needed it. Shay had her haircut to the middle of her back and dyed a dark brown. She’d also put in highlights as well. Shay had also taken to buying perfume. Although the vampires could still smell, it would help distort it. She had taken care to also buy pepper spray, an alarm, and a couple of knives she planned to use for self-defense. She had left the mall with Aunt Annies’ pretzel bag and lemonade. She had her hood up and hair in a braid to help conceal her face. Shay had also replaced the battery in her phone with another to help stop Charles’ phone from being tracked. 

Once out of the mall and into town, Shay began noticing missing posters. At a stoplight she had read it and felt fury rise inside of her. The bastard had Missing posters of her now? She gritted her teeth. She couldn’t stay here. No, she had to leave. Where would she go, and how would that benefit humanity? Lost in reverie, Shay missed the green light to a chorus of honks. Growling, Shay turned and drove forward. She turned down an empty street and parked the car. She buried her head in her hands as emotions rushed through her: frustration, helplessness, confusion, and of course, a desire to withstand her opponents. She sighed heavily. 

Shay began to assess her options: turn herself in and lose her freedom or life, possibly become a vampire. Not a good option; she loved her magic. Her other option was to go to Operation Humanity, but what would they do to her there? Angel’s apprehension of her being in that parking lot told Shay enough. Next, leave Ember but go where? If she stayed, how did she know that the Holy Saviors wouldn’t recognize her either? There was the witch Maeve and her coven, but wouldn’t she be punished for using Dark Magic? Did it matter if it was self defense? Shay angrily punched the steering wheel. There was nowhere to run. Hiding would only work for so long. She stared at her phone and contemplated texting Angel. What would that do - another array of questions. Sighing, Shay knew she had to clear her mind.  Going to the docks and staying by the ocean had usually helped. Shay had noticed it upon her arrival in Ember Grove. She turned and began driving there, eyes narrowed with frustration. 

Once at the boardwalk, Shay parked the car. She left it and rubbed her temples as she went towards the beach. The crashing of the waves began to ease her. Shay began to feel her frustration dimming, though she didn’t let her guard down.  Shay kept her hood up, while being armed with the knives in her jeggings and pepper spray. She kept her head down and hood up to help conceal herself still. Shay stopped close to the boardwalk, blissfully unaware of Noah’s presence. [/color]