[center] [color=gold][h1]Samantha Trainer[/h1][/color][/center]
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Samantha couldn’t believe this tavern maid telling her off after she had gone through all the trouble to steal, frame and implicate an otherwise innocent man, she raised her finger at him at was going to give him what for in the verbal since when she felt it. A massive change in air current a table being flipped; a bottle being thrown all caused changes in the flow of air current of which she kept careful tabs on as it could mean the difference between life and death. She heard something along with that, liquid in the vile; holy water something she couldn’t manipulate well enough to save her skin, she was being hunted again. She couldn’t do anything about the one above now, but the one aimed directly at her would be child’s play, twisting her body around Marcus wrapping her leg around his she used his body as a way of sling herself over to the bar counter effectively dodging the holy water, landing on her chair as the glass broke and covered the floor, great she couldn’t get out of here the normal way but whatever.  

Second vile had a much higher travel time, so it wouldn’t break when the first did, he threw them one after another so it would hit in the next couple of seconds, she’d be able to capture it in a bubble of some kind but that crazy hunter tucked and rolled with a shot of something aimed directly at her. Being that she just landed, she could jump again, but that would put her right in the way of whatever was in that other vile, so she decided to spin herself again taking in the winds from around the tavern and even some from the outside causing the door to break down but the windows remained, cracked but still holding. Samantha created a miniature tornado in the tavern, the silver bolt itself was indeed taken, but it had enough force to punch through the veil of wind and embedded itself in her upper thigh causing her to stagger off to the side 

The second vile was indeed pulled down due to the change in current but now it was making a dive bomb right at her face, wonderful. Something was in that dart other than silver whatever it was she was getting dizzy, but not the point of incapacitation, bending her knees, she sprang her body forward, leaping over the hunter and grabbing the second vile plucking it right out of the sky. Coming down, she didn’t have as much grace as coming up smacking head first into a table and rolling out the doorless tavern.

[color=gold]“Stupid friggen hunter”[/color] she complained getting up nearly tripping on her own two feet, whistling to call her broom to come out of hiding and picking her up, grabbing the wooden frame she was snatched up. 

She hated hanging onto the broom even in her current state of being so to rectify that the young girl stood on top of the broom and surfed the winds in the most drunken way possible, it wasn’t long till she lost control and went sailing right into the forest Hissy called home.