The door of [i]The Inferno[/i] squeaked as it was pushed open, garnering the attention of Sera. Slowly pulling the whip from its resting place behind her she hooked it to her belt, covertly keeping a drifting eye on Elisheva in the meantime.

	There was tension between the newly Fallen one and the simpleton. It hung heavy in the air as swirling tendrils of smoke wafted towards the ceiling from the smoldering cherry of the cigarette held between Elishevas ruby lips. The cancer stick flicked slightly as she rolled her lips in. Reaching up and pulling it from between her lips, her tongue gliding over the dry patch left by the butt as she looked towards the new comer and locked eyes with him.

	The man's grasp on Elishevas wrist kept tightening as she ignored him, his muscles straining some causing a noticeable tremor to reverberate down Elishevas arm. Sera arched a curved dark brow as she stepped over to the one whom had just seated himself next to Elisheva and took note of the glint of weapon. Her eyes flashing grey for a moment as she looked at him, reading is aura and smirking slightly.

	"Seems to be gearing up to be an interesting evening. What can I get for you?" Sera asked the newest arrival.

	"Listen woman, I'm talking to you," the drunk spat. Elisheva did not faulter on her gaze to the new comer as the cigarette was pushed into her assailants hand, searing the flesh on contact. He released and Elishevas now free hand speedily moved to the back of the man's head and drove it face first into the edge of the bar top. The man sunk to the ground holding his now fractured nose beneath his burned hand, the blood streaming down his face as his eyes watered.

	"Hello," Elisheva said nonchalantly as she placed the cigarette back between her lips.