[i]"I hath no betrothed."[/i] Rikive said to the barkeep in her native language, before her attention zeroed in on the tray of food and mead. [i]"Thou I would marry!"[/i] She informed him with a grin, picking up one of the glasses of mead. [i]"May thy enemies boil in their own blood!"[/i] She toasted before knocking back the glass.

"She hasn't said anything to me about it." The dark haired man said with a shrug. "Let the lady speak for herself."

Rikive slammed the empty glass down on the counter and turned to the man, her head swaying as the room spun. [i]"Go away."[/i]

"Did you hear that? She wants me to stay." He grinned, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her against his chest. "How about you go and clean some glasses and mind your own damn business?" It wasn't a question, it was an order and the glare the mysterious man shot Tony was chilling. 

Rikive made a face when she heard the man inhale deeply, as though he was smelling her and she shoved him away from her. She was drunk but her strength had not changed and the man stumbled back a good distance from her. Rikive met his wide, surprised eyes with a glare of her own. She held up one of her hands in a fist and then extended her middle finger. A delightful little vulgar gesture she had seen many people throw her way. For some reason the man didn't understand her, but hopefully he'd understand this.

The message got across and the man glared at her. "Fine, you're a stuck up bitch anyway." He scoffed, glancing at the bartender for a moment before turning to slip back into the crowd.

Rikive turned back to the tray of goodies and picked up a piece of cheese, throwing weary glances toward the crowd. Perhaps the alcohol was making her paranoid, but she didn't think the man would give up...whatever he had been doing so easily. He could come back or he could leave her alone. If he did, then she would put his head through the wood of the bar.

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Over at the other side of the building, the man pulled out his cell phone once he was seated with his back to a wall so no one could see the screen. He sent a message to a few of his buddies that were hunting in the area, letting them know he might have a good target here, but he'd need help catching it.