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[color=f49ac2]"I doubt you'll find a pair that works better."[/color] Ysabella retorted blankly, as if she were only stating a fact of life. The human child's response was well timed and thought out for someone of their intelligence, a girl obviously used to holding her own in a verbal battle. Looking over the girl, Ysabella determined that the loss of the girl's eye was the result of a fight rather than a genetic mishap or infection. Pleased by this fact, the young woman subtly shifted her weight onto her right hip and folded her left arm across her chest. Resting her right elbow on the back of her left hand, Ysabella brushed the underside of her jawline with her fingertip while staring down the human girl. [color=f49ac2]"Well, you're not completely wrong. It was all I could find... Then again I only stock my wardrobe with the finest of materials. I'm quite picky in my expensive tastes."[/color] Ysabella made it obvious that she was looking over the girl's outfit, turning her nose ever so slightly into the air like a spoiled brat. [color=f49ac2]"Which is more than I can say for you. Can't you afford anything more decent than a few dirty rags? This is a festival after all, you should be more respectful in your appearance."[/color] 

Ysabella ran the back of her right hand through her hair, flipping the long locks behind her shoulder. Everything about her was light, even her hair seemed to float unnaturally in the breeze as it settled behind her back. Despite their stand off, the crowd seemed to part around the pair like water, unconcerned by the tension in the air around them. In fact, it were almost as if they weren't even there. Eyes seemed to slide right over the young women, their bodies naturally sidestepping to avoid collision. The lack of observation, however, was undetectable if you didn't know what to look for. To a human eye it would only appear as if no one cared what happened between them. It was a festival after all, there were much better things to do than to get involved with a fight. While the effect wasn't absolute, Ysabella's trick was effecting the crowd perfectly, almost assuring no interruptions between her and her new found prey.

[color=f49ac2]"Now, rude little child... I'll ask you one more time, and this time around I expect an proper answer. What is your name?"[/color] Ysabella's expression hadn't changed, but the aura around her seemed to thicken, delivering her aggression without so much as a hint to the mysterious woman's power. One way or another she would receive the desired effect, get the girl's blood pumping fast enough to make the meal worth the chase. To add emphasis, Ysabella made eye contact with the girl, changing her perception of the world only slightly. To the human's eye, it would look as if a cloud passed over the moon, blocking it out and leaving the pair in the artificial light of the lanterns.