[b] Empie Tea house.[/b]

It had hard to compose herself into a stern and grumpy youth, this was such a cool secret mission! She didn't like the idea of not being able to transform and had been about to turn doe eyes on Avalon again when Gid had mentioned a strawberry cake waiting forh er when they got back and then she was in! The armour practically hung off her though, made for someone with a bit more stature and frame than the diminutive little pixie/ However with puffed up chest and cloak swished over the obvious gaps she strolled out as sternly and grumpy as she possibly could. She managed to keep the charade up all through town and into the tea house too, feeling quite proud of herself and thinking of putting 'master of disguise' on her resume, if she ever decided to write one that was.

Then the woman came out and Empie seemed to visibly deflate, reaching subtly for Avalon's cloak as the woman shouted and waved her spoon, Empie wasn't scared, not really. On the streets she'd had meat cleavers swung at her face and people much bigger than this woman chasing her, no she felt bad for the woman. Empie had known Nightshade was no good, it was half the reason her parents had kicked her out and half the reason for a lot of the scars she had and kept hidden. She didn't realise they robbed people though, "Avi-" She began in a timid whisper before a strange snake girl spoke up and spooked her enough to half jump back. She was creepy as hell but kind of cool too, idly she wondered what she'd be like with a snake tongue, "Gidey." She whispered, "Would i be even prettier if I had a snake tongue like hers? Less crazy though...I like not being crazy." 

As the snake spoke up again Empie tried to pay attention but the girl made little sense to her and her mind was far too active to really try and decipher it right now. There was something about a horse boy? Immediately she thought how posh she'd look with her very own horse, things were looking up Empie! Then there as the blast that knocked her off her feet and half out of her armour. The helmet rolled to the floor with the gauntlets and boots, she wiggled out of the body armour like an eel from a net and looked in the direction of the blast and the scream. Empie's eyes widened and she backed away a few steps, the scream stopped and her eyes teared at the corners, she didn't really even hear Sel speak of a distraction before she was running towards the front. "I've got to check on the shop owner. I love the cakes here!" She used to steal from this tea shop quite often, they had the nicest cinnamon buns in the whole town and sometimes, not often but sometimes the woman would 'carelessly' leave a pot of hot chocolate out with the stale buns. 

She hopped over rubble, unclipping the cloak and shoulder barged open the door, what she saw horrified her and for a moment it looked like she was going to hyperventilate. her chest rose and fell more rapidly, tears stung her eyes and the back of her throat felt heavy and clogged. This wasn't how Team Avalon was supposed to operate, they were supposed to stop bad guys and good people weren't supposed to get hurt. Not unless it was their pockets getting a little lighter or their fingers a little more bare. One hand rose to Empie's face and she picked her way through the rubble of the shop front until she saw the most painful sight of all. All the cakes had been destroyed, burned or turned to crumbs, there was blood too and she couldn't get the image out of her mind. "I hate you." She uttered quietly, a dog replied with manic barking, no doubt belong to the people who blew this place up, who killed the shopkeeper and burned all the cakes. "I hate you!" She screamed but it didn't come out as words, it came out as a blinding white noise that caused the dogs to snarl, whine then pass out as it rose in pitch, glass began to shake and tremble, threatening to crack and she hoped the tin can headed people were feeling the burn. 

Before they had a chance to find her she jumped through a broken window and let loose one of the steel throwing blades she'd taken when offered weaponry. She didn't know how to use most of it that was for sure but she'd taken a half dozen throwing knives, two boot knives and one dagger, she had said they were the prettiest but she wasn't sure she could carry anything heavier. She wasn't sure if the dagger hit and she didn't particularly care, Sel's words that had been only half heard hit her ears, she'd be the distraction. There wasn't anyone who knew these streets better than her, not even Avalon, she knew every nook and cranny, she could lead these tin heads on a merry old chase and unless she was [b]very[/b] unlucky she'd lose them and meet them up at the inn all in good time. "Jeez, you guys are ugly....I mean I thought I had problems with my eyes but look at you." She goaded before sprinting away down the street, she didn't have the hurt to hurt or kill people, not properly anyway but she'd put them in a good position where they could potentially get hurt or killed if she got the chance, she wasn't [b]that[/b] nice of a person. Maybe she'd run into Oath, she was sure mister grumpy would love to crush some skulls, especially if she told him they'd hurt Gideon.