At the time we meet Savannah, she's twenty-one and working for Paige and Lucas's supernatural PI firm. However, she's not allowed to work cases in the field. More than anything, she is looking for the chance to prove herself to them as a capable field investigator. To her, Ruby City is a way to prove that she's capable – if she can escape, lie detecting spells will prove to Paige and Lucas that she's telling the truth about her strange adventure, and will hopefully aid her case for moving into fieldwork. So, while she might not be happy about being stuck in Ruby City to begin with, it won't take her long to figure out how the situation might be useful to her long-term goals.
Even if it wasn't, she's not about to be cowed by being dumped in Ruby City. It's hardly the worst situation she's been in. As a girl, she and her mother were held captive along with other supernaturals by a group looking to use their powers – during an escape attempt Eve was shot and killed in front of her young daughter. Savannah has also been kidnapped for her magic and possessed by a demon that her mother (as a ghost) had been tasked to hunt who nearly made her kill her guardians. She's been helping out at Paige and Lucas' agency since she was seventeen, and also helping them and their friends/colleagues on the interracial council. This is a group of various types of supernaturals who are tasked with investigating matters relating to their world and keeping said world hidden from the humans. Despite her tendency to cocky recklessness, Savannah grew up quickly and can handle herself quite well.
First Person: [OK, what the fuck is going on? Savannah had been asleep at her art table – she'd needed to work on her art, for stress relief if nothing else – and now she wakes up on a train? Her first thought is that maybe she's dead, died in her sleep or something. But no, ghosts don't breathe, or so she's been told by her favorite necromancer, so she's still alive. And if she were dead, her mom would be here. She's sure of that.]
So what the fuck is happening, then? If this is someone's idea of a joke, it isn't funny.
[When the train pulls into the station, she springs into action, all but running from the train. If nothing else, open space means room to move, to run for a better place to fight if necessary. The town looks deserted, though when she casts a sensing spell she can tell there's people ahead. So she goes off in that direction, mentally readying a knockback spell. No one's getting the jump on her if she can help it. They're just lucky she's not using the fireball.]
Third Person: So apparently she was in some kind of alternate plane. Not dead, but removed from her world just as surely. From what she'd been told, time was different here, so if and when she goes home, no time will have passed. Good; she wouldn't have worried Paige and Lucas. Bad, because how would she convince them that she's escaped from anything?
Well, Paige's truth-detecting spell would tell them.
Because Savannah meant to tell them. She meant to get out and tell them what she'd done. This is something no supernatural from their world has faced before – or if they have, they didn't get back to tell their tale. Surely, if she pulled this off, they'd have to agree she could finally be a full member of the investigation team. She was so tired of desk work, she wanted something real.
This was, maybe, a bit more real than she'd had in mind, but it was what she had. She'd be damned if she let this chance slip through her fingers. And the thought of failure? Didn't even cross her mind.
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Even if it wasn't, she's not about to be cowed by being dumped in Ruby City. It's hardly the worst situation she's been in. As a girl, she and her mother were held captive along with other supernaturals by a group looking to use their powers – during an escape attempt Eve was shot and killed in front of her young daughter. Savannah has also been kidnapped for her magic and possessed by a demon that her mother (as a ghost) had been tasked to hunt who nearly made her kill her guardians. She's been helping out at Paige and Lucas' agency since she was seventeen, and also helping them and their friends/colleagues on the interracial council. This is a group of various types of supernaturals who are tasked with investigating matters relating to their world and keeping said world hidden from the humans. Despite her tendency to cocky recklessness, Savannah grew up quickly and can handle herself quite well.
First Person: [OK, what the fuck is going on? Savannah had been asleep at her art table – she'd needed to work on her art, for stress relief if nothing else – and now she wakes up on a train? Her first thought is that maybe she's dead, died in her sleep or something. But no, ghosts don't breathe, or so she's been told by her favorite necromancer, so she's still alive. And if she were dead, her mom would be here. She's sure of that.]
So what the fuck is happening, then? If this is someone's idea of a joke, it isn't funny.
[When the train pulls into the station, she springs into action, all but running from the train. If nothing else, open space means room to move, to run for a better place to fight if necessary. The town looks deserted, though when she casts a sensing spell she can tell there's people ahead. So she goes off in that direction, mentally readying a knockback spell. No one's getting the jump on her if she can help it. They're just lucky she's not using the fireball.]
Third Person: So apparently she was in some kind of alternate plane. Not dead, but removed from her world just as surely. From what she'd been told, time was different here, so if and when she goes home, no time will have passed. Good; she wouldn't have worried Paige and Lucas. Bad, because how would she convince them that she's escaped from anything?
Well, Paige's truth-detecting spell would tell them.
Because Savannah meant to tell them. She meant to get out and tell them what she'd done. This is something no supernatural from their world has faced before – or if they have, they didn't get back to tell their tale. Surely, if she pulled this off, they'd have to agree she could finally be a full member of the investigation team. She was so tired of desk work, she wanted something real.
This was, maybe, a bit more real than she'd had in mind, but it was what she had. She'd be damned if she let this chance slip through her fingers. And the thought of failure? Didn't even cross her mind.