[color=fff79a][center][h3]~Senna~[/h3][/center][/color]

Senna was just about ready to leave when Bobby walked up. At first, she thought he was gonna say something to Clay about his tab again. Would have been pretty funny if he did. She could join him in a little teasing. However, she was not expecting the old hunter to address her instead. She placed a hand on her cap, pulling it over her face obscuring her eyes a little as a slight grin forming on her lips as he went off on some story about how oh so great and might Fenros was.

It was hilarious, really.

[color=fff79a]"Oi, Bobby."[/color] She replied in a rather calm tone. [color=fff79a]"I appreciate the advice, but mind your own goddamn business sometimes."[/color] She leaned on the table, placing an elbow on it, the other one pointing a thumb over to Fenros. [color=fff79a]"I could care less about someone's name. I only care about what I can see with my own eyes, so your stories mean absolutely nothing."[/color] Her grin widened a bit as her free hand fell onto the table, her voice taking a slightly annoyed tone.

[color=fff79a]"'Sides, You don't think I know night time is when the beasts and witches get stronger?"[/color] A small, somewhat dark chuckle escaped her lips. [color=fff79a]"That's exactly why I like hunting at night. It's...much more [i]fun[/i], isn't it?"[/color] She ordered another drink and had it brought to her. This was her third, and she really probably shouldn't be drinking more, but at the moment if she didn't, she might actually do something other than just talk to Bobby.

[color=fff79a]"Point is, story time is nice and all, Bobby."[/color] Her grin turned to a frown as she spoke. [color=fff79a]"But I could care less about what people supposedly did. Unless I see it for myself, I don't care one goddamn bit."[/color] She finished as her drink came, quickly downing some of the ale. [color=fff79a]"Besides, tearing out a werewolfs jugular with his teeth? I'd like to see him do it with his bare hands."[/color] Not that she had ever done such a thing, but she had cleaved ones head clean off before with her axe when she had stumbled upon one.

[color=fff79a]"Now, if ye don't mind, Bobby, I'ma make myself scarce before I decide to make this table into firewood."[/color] She quickly finished the third mug, slamming it back down onto the table with a little carelessness as she stood up and turned to leave. [color=fff79a]"Besides, I work better alone anyways. less idiots to get in my way,"[/color] She walked towards the exit, though topped and added one more line as she pulled her mask over her face. [color=fff79a]"..and more things for my axe to have [i]fun[/i] with. Come on clay, let's get going before I kill someone."[/color]
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