[h3][center][color=silver]~ Vikki ~[/color][/center][/h3]

Vikki simmered quietly as the reaper made his rebuttal. After shooting a glare in the direction of the vampire, she turned her attention to Grimm.

[color=silver]"I do this for a living, reaper,"[/color] she replied coolly.

[color=silver]"'Relaxed manner?' It's called being a professional. I've done this more times than you can fathom, so you can forgive me for not being suitably dramatic for your mind that apparently requires it. For you, your future hangs in the balance. For me, it's a Tuesday."[/color]

She began pacing again.

[color=silver]"And if you're so [i]experienced[/i] at war as your attempt at lecturing me about it hints, I shouldn't [u]have[/u] to hold your hand and draw you a picture for you to understand what's at stake. I guess I overestimated your ability to reason, though that much is clearly obvious by your antiquated ideals which have no place in or out of a war,"[/color] she continued, referring to the reaper's succinct explanation on what he thought of the vampire. [color=silver]"Bigotry can cost lives, and although you might not care for anyone in this room now, you will when we're outnumbered 10 to 1 and everyone's survival means the difference between victory and defeat."[/color]

[color=silver]"If you think this is a campaign that you can win on your own, you're dead wrong. You will need every single person in this room to take down Marcus, and even then victory is not certain - no matter how badly you want it. Wars are won with actions, not faith."[/color]

Vikki turned to the door to leave, motioning for the others to follow. [color=silver]"So let's take the first step and get moving."[/color]