After a brief stint in Aiches Memorial Hospital, Valerie was on her feet again, although she had underestimated how much pain she’d experience in the morning. She had very visible black and blues on her cheeks and several bruises on her body from the electric attack, and they stung whenever Valerie moved a little too suddenly. Other than that, she was fine, and now she was starting to circle around The Cheap Prayer. After a few minutes inside (and a few leering glances that she pointedly ignored) Valerie figured her best bet was to cover the surrounding area. After grabbing a bite to eat at Provafore’s, she decided to head over to the are with the smaller shops: while her first priority was to find Misha and Danny, this was no reason to not pop into a store and see a few things that might come in handy.

Valerie didn’t also mention in her head she wanted to see what might look good: another thing she wanted to ignore was her well meaning shallow side that still thought a few trinkets would brighten the past few days.

“I shouldn’t have taken the money,” Valerie said aloud to herself, facepalming her head. “Timon is right: I am a mook. Well, here’s hoping I can find them in the shopping center.”