Tristan only warped away until he was completely out of sight of the group...and from the two presences he sensed. He had very few problems with assaulting some flamboyant fool but he did have a problem doing it while under watch. Some would call him paranoid but he didn't live for thousands of years by not trusting his own instincts. Even if they did make [i]him[/i] the fool sometimes. So he followed his instincts and darted off to find the presence he had felt. The one closest to where he had just arrived before the Blue buffoon. The other one 'arrived' with the loud one.

Giving his shoulder a slight roll as he moved he closed his eyes. Moving between the buildings as his form started to blur from the speed he was going at. Those long legs chewed up distance and easily dodged whatever obstruction was in his path. Upon opening his eyes he didn't know where the hell he was in Vance but he had followed that presence until he came to his location. Purple would hear the creak of leather as he stepped towards her. "Impressive. No wonder that fool is so ballsy. He's got his own little guardian 'angel'." Tristan stated.

"This might have been effective against a younger vampire and most older ones." He said while crouching down next to her. "But ultimately ineffective against me. I'd tell you how but that would just reveal to many secrets that I would have to rip off your head and crush it between my palms." Tristan said while giving her a deadpanned look. "I'm going to ask very nicely for you to hand over the rifle. I don't plan on killing the loud one so you don't have to worry about that. We [i]are[/i] on the same side after all." He said, his voice deepening from his friendly tone to his normal dark one that was just a little hard on a normal persons or vampires ears.

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