3/10/2019 Blood Blade5 - Shattered Dreams

[22:49] "My dispositions have nothing to do with my alliance to anyone. I'm naturally violent. I don't care if you're a child. A threat and accusation are just what they are. No questions asked, just an accusation.

You've wasted there people's times by running a train here just to point a finger and make the assumption that I was a vampire when I'm not, nor am I a thrall any longer. You're an ignorant one. Perhaps you should refrain from happening in another's affairs, hm?"

A scowl forms. No attempt is made at holding the child back, but mental notes are taken for what the note contained and the situation. Every face present, or that had come and gone within the beginning to now, are noted.

"If we're done here I'd like to go back to relaxing and enjoying myself without having fingers pointed at me for having once been associated to the vampires."
(Aspen Invidia)
[22:50] Muchom says, "I have indeed wasted their time and for that, yes, I'm very sorry."
[22:51] Pierce retreats backwards, no longer seperating the two. He watches in silence, now.
(Pierce Latorre)
[22:51] Vanth crossed his amrs, "She clearly isn't a vampire, nor a thrall. If she was a thrall she would be a bit insane right now, probably begging for blood. If she was a vampire well, it'd be a bit more obvious..."
(Vanth Watcher)
[22:51] Vanth Watcher says, "I say leave her be."
[22:51] Pierce Latorre says, "Your words will be remembered, friend."
[22:51] Pierce nods to Vanth.
(Pierce Latorre)
[22:52] Aspen takes a deeeeeeep breath in and our several times to relax her nerves, turning away from the group as her eyes close. An audible exhale could be heard from her. She means to take off once all is finished, or remain around after their departures.
(Aspen Invidia)
[22:58] Having happened upon a situation compounding on top of a bunch of other problems she had to deal with this night, the Lady Bavmor slid her eyes to one side, before floating forward-- past Muchom, and up to the collared woman clawing at a young Dryad's neck, only to have let it go once she got her spittling threats out.

The Noblewoman allowed the scene to play out and words to be exchanged, then clasped her hands before her pleasantly. Half-lidded golden hues met Aspen's, face locked into that porcelain mask of stoicism she wore on occasion. Stolid. A mother's knowing gaze.

"You will relinquish your weapon, and you may not speak to Ethan without supervision from myself or Zeriel. Do not speak back to me or your sentence will restart from the beginning, regardless of what the Shogun has said.

You will nod. And then you will hand me your sword."

She held a hand out.
(Koume Bavmor)
[23:03] Muchom stops for awhile to look at Koume. She really looked like the Chieftess from what she just saw but, she had no time left to waste here.
(Muchom)
[23:07] Koume Bavmor says, "Potayo."
[23:07] The ex-thrall turned back around with the approach of Koume, a woman she didn't take kindly to after stating before she'd burn her to a pile of ash. A joke or not, Aspen's half opened eyes return the stoic stare towards the woman.

The woman didn't claw the child's neck. Only threatened him.

The blade of her blood is slowly taken up into the air. Not to threaten her, but to swiftly throw it at the ground, shattering the vital blade like glass.

"I've no need for this anyways. What about the child who threatened me? It's only fair he receive something for accusing me of being a vampire and threatening me too." A shrug of her shoulders, then a roll of her eyes, Aspen crosses her arms over her chest and lazily nods her head and purses her lips.

More mental notes to take. More creatures to loathe. This woman before her only did more to dwindle her disgust for the settlement. The entirety of the situation was quite annoying, which was apparent by her disinterested mien.
(Aspen Invidia)
[23:07] Koume Bavmor says, "Walk right back out of the city."