Victoria arrived wearing her usual hunting garb of jogging shorts and a tank top. The chief difference this time, however, was the length of her hair. It was stupid, but somehow getting a haircut made a difference on a psychological level. She was the same person still, but with a new haircut, she felt like she was a new person. As said before, it was stupid, but it still made Victoria feel a little better. Despite the shorter hair, she looked like she was going to go for a jog, not run around in the forest to catch animals and drink their blood. But there were a lot of things about Victoria that people often assumed wrong. But then there were a lot they were right about.
The break up with James had taken a toll on her mind. She went from feeling used and angry to feeling terrible that he had to hide everything. She put on a good face though and nobody suspected anything. The only one who knew about the breakup, to her knowledge, was James himself. It was over, she kept telling herself, and she would survive this. It wasn't the first time she had her heart broken and it certainly wouldn't be the last. But she could, at the very least, not let this affect her so profoundly. She wasn't going to obsess about the rejection. The feelings for James would fade with time. She had a rather lengthy lifespan before her. She had all the the time in the world. For now a haircut would do.
She waited by the tree, her back pressed against the cool bark. Her mind pondered over the conversation she had with James. His desire to break free of his father's expectations and yet he was, apparently, still biding his time till his inheritance went through. Her expression was pensive until she smelled Leon. It pulled her mind from the thoughts of James and her now very single status. Before her birthday and Valentine's Day. Just her luck. Thankfully she had friends. Friends and things to do. The polar bear dive was distracting enough and thankfully Bayani was helping her. And hunts with Leon were always welcome.
She smiled upon seeing him though when he did arrive. "Com'te va?" she asked in greeting and gave him the customary kiss on the cheek, "Are you ready?" She knew he would notice the change in her appearance, and she hoped he wouldn't see past it. Or maybe she did. She really needed someone to talk to, though she had told James she wouldn't divulge everything. She wasn't going to be that bitter ex-girlfriend.