When the boss man left, Vivian took the opportunity to drop her hand and lean back against the wall. She continued her apathetic facade as she looked again at the rest of the Blood Raiders, her golden eyes alight with curiosity. It was a good mix of halflings and full fledged vampires, and she knew the full blooded ones had the most potential to be dangers. Her gaze lingered on the bigger one--he was perhaps the most dangerous, but she remained silent in her judgement as the others began exchanging words. 

The lovely pink haired girl spoke first, prompting everyone to introduce themselves but conveniently not starting them off. That brought a small smirk to Vivian's face, though her silence continued as Pinkie an Muscles continued to bicker. The handsome albino-looking boy introduced himself as Robin and was brave enough to declare himself a halfie. Vivian was the same, but she supposed if these so-called full vampires were so great, they could tell without her saying anything. 

Vivian was oh-so tempted to join in the banter and make some catty remarks of her own. However, this was a good time to observe above all else. Finally out of isolation, her fellow hunters would be flexing their egos, contending for the "alpha" position among the group. Vivian, however, would keep mostly to herself until it was time to flee. Even if she wasn't stronger than whomever she would get matched up with, the element of surprise could be the deciding factor in her escape.

"[i]Anyway[/i]," Vivian interjected after Muscles' remark to Pinkie, "I'm Vivian." She sat up straighter, gesturing to herself. "Vivian Vanbrooke."