[u]Maeve[/u]

The red haired girl grinned at Elliot as she heard the voice behind her. She assumed it was the Invigilator from before and she knew exactly what the woman wanted. A glance over her shoulder merely confirmed her suspicion. Not that she minded. She wanted this too. A fight against a beautiful girl who could more than likely beat her? Gods did Maeve ever want this fight, and she wanted it now. [color=ed1c24][i]Who knows? Aidin willing we might settle our differences in a better way after this.[/i][/color] She thought, her grin turning more sultry. [color=ed1c24]"What'd I tell you? Nothing but work..." [/color]She said with a wearisome sigh and a wink. With the arrival of Vail, Maeve had lost all other outside motivations to starting her conversation with Elliot. What she had originally said to the other girl was what she had meant. She wanted to get to know Elliot a little better, not sleep with her.

 Maeve's fingers, hidden from Vail by her body, tapped an irregular staccato on the table. The skin on her knuckles, cracked open and a row of bloody spikes appeared, rapidly blunting into brass knuckle like objects (she didn't want to puncture anything vital after all). Maeve switched to irish, speaking softly. [color=ed1c24]"Beidh cnámha Rachel cabhrú liom a bhuachan cath. Beidh a laige neart go mo lámha , airm le mo lámha , agus cumhacht a thabhairt do mo dhorn. Dagda a thabhairt dom neart.[/color]" 

A dense layer of bone grew from them across the top of her fists and around her forearms, stopping just below her elbows. She wanted to keep her hands open for what she was about to do next.The bloody knuckles were only made to appear even more red by the gleaming white bone around them. Maeve opened her hand and a bone erupted from it, quickly shaping into a straight knife (with a hilt and all). [color=ed1c24]"I'm good at that, if you've noticed." [/color]She smirked at Elliot, sticking the bloodied bone blade into her belt as more flexible bone grew over the bottoms of her hands, essentially giving her bone gloves. She didn't know what Vail's alchemical preference was, but she did want to have as many advantages as possible. Dense bone around her forearms for blocking seemed like a good way to start.

 She got up smoothly from the table, turning and facing Vail. Before she moved forward she took a look at Vail's form, eyes roving up and down the Asylum's body before moving back to those mesmerizing gold flecked eyes. [color=ed1c24]"You're even more beautiful up close."[/color] She purred, walking towards Vail. [color=ed1c24]"But I really don't think the cafeteria is the best place to-"[/color] She suddenly jabbed forward with her fist towards Vail's beautiful face.