Zoey Spencer

It had been a little while now since Zoey had been turned. She felt more functional nowadays, even though it was still an adjustment. What really got her though, wasn't how she was doing with the adjustment... It was Eira was doing with hers. Eira had been turned, too, and seemed to doing well, all things considered. She had been beautiful before, but now she seemed constantly aglow. It made Zoey's heart ache. Her precious life had been taken. Had she had a choice? Would she have chosen this? Zoey wouldn't have chosen this. But she was sort of stuck with it, now. If Eira did choose this, why? The question became too much, until one day, Zoey finally found herself approaching Eira, rather than falling back to observe her like usual. Still, getting the words out wasn't exactly easy. So instead she uttered a simple "Hello," eyes shifting away awkwardly as she realized all at once that beautiful, interesting, vampire Eira Queen was still also her ex. Her ex who hadn't seen her since Zoey herself had been turned into a vampire. "Fancy meeting you here," she blurted.

Zoey believed sometimes she could be too observant. While it did come in handy for her research into the different species inhabiting Walt's Landing, she also sometimes didn't know when to turn it off. She had her journal out at the moment and was currently jotting down notes on the human entry, as she eavesdropped someone behind her talking about their gift. She could feel someone observing her at the same time. She closed her journal and turned until she made eye contact with someone. Zoey tried to give a small, not-awkward or threatening smile. Then she waved, examining them for a moment. Getting up, she started to walk toward them. "Can I help you?"