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[h1][color=f49ac2]Amaris Marivaldi[/color][/h1]
[sub]Mentions: Maddie [@Achronum] and Victor [@ReusableSword][/sub]
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Amaris hummed to herself quietly as she scooped up the remainder of her notes and packed them away. She had spent the night drifting excitedly from one class to the next, absorbing as much information as her attention span would allow. Between her Culinary Arts in the early evening and her late course of Myth and Mystery, Amaris found herself gleefully invested in her course work. There was, however, one unfortunate sore spot to an otherwise delightful schedule; Dark Age Economy: Rise of Favors. She had thought she lucked out this time around with the lack of Sinnenodel presence in her day, but the Countess couldn’t escape the noble forever it seemed. Still, she was determined to maintain as much of a courteous distance as she could for the sake of her partner, at least.

Looking around, Amaris realized that most of her classmates had already filed out of the room to enjoy the remainder of their time. She hadn’t really planned anything in particular for once classes had let out, so the Countess made the decision to try and catch the end of Maddie’s final course of the night. The mage’s night was only extended by an additional 45 minutes, but Amaris thought it might be nice for her partner to find her waiting up for her once it finally let out. The young vampire subtly picked up the pace out of excitement as she began making her way to the other building.

Had her excitement not distracted her, the crackling of static emanating from her bag might have spooked the Countess, however, it wasn’t until she heard Victor’s voice that she slowed to a halt and looked around her. She couldn’t see the Count anywhere but he sounded so close when he spoke. And what was this about a… 

“[color=f49ac2]Oh, the radio![/color]” She exclaimed to herself, fishing through her bag to retrieve the device. The Countess fumbled with the device as she continued on her way to check in with Maddie, looking up every other moment just to be sure she was moving in the right direction.

Over and over the walkie talkie turned in her hands. What were her instructions again? There was only one button she was meant to interact with, right? Steadying herself, Amaris pressed her thumb into the button.

“[color=f49ac2]Okay, that’s the button… Ummm, Amaris to Victor? Is this thing working? ……… Oh, uh, over![/color]” The Countess managed to stumble her way through something concerning the device. The single button was easy enough to understand but Victor clearly understood that there was some kind of etiquette when speaking through the box, and the best she could do was parrot it back to him where she could. Shaking her head, she gripped the radio close to her as she hurried on toward her destination.