Pipistrelle's hand clenched into fists, as her teeth gnashed against eachother. She wasn't supposed to waste this much time in the blaste sunlight. Another one- another one of those freaks had appeared. She really was about to lose her wits this time. Fortuna was a cruel goddess, offering her the bountiful chance of eating delicious blueberry confectionery, and on the other hand, pitting her against someone who was trying to act sarcastic, cool and funny.

And failing miserably in each of these regards. Not to mention bothering her. This newcomer seemed strong, as well with a strange smell. He alluded the covenant as coworkers. Few were the outcasts whom, not being human, threw their bunch with the covenant. This must be the so called Vladimir the hybrid Even her own occassional help was only done with the purpose of preserving her benefits and the status quo. The Covenant didn't like her, and she didn't like them. And that was it.

He didn't need to rough up the human male to get her to start the vehicle. Even if it was just one of those modern car-wains she had seen popping up the last century or so. The same design for the same kind of unsavoury vagrants, if you asked her. But would she needed to withstand that cocky fool for the entire voyage? She didn't know. 

The fledging was totally worth it, so she eyed at her wistfully for a second, declined her healing offer with a negation, and then addressed the newcomer. "Bad case of stupid. I tried to talk to them, and they decided to discharge their guns against eachother." She pointed to the freshly healed, but still slightly scarred eye. "That's what killed them. I could go into details, as me, and that [i]Miles Gloriosus[/i] over there were insofar involved, but I won't. You're rude and, most important, your wit is as sharp as a cobble. That jape was atrocious." She said, putting one of her hands in her hip as she twirled her parasol once more.

[i]O Deus, I think I'm going to pass out at this rate, not good. I need to send this fool on his way.[/i] She added, trying her hardest to not stagger despite her vision already narrowing to a tunnel.

"Look, don't you have more important things to worry about? That human is not part of the Covenant. The vampire fledging is practically a slave to them, and I intend to free her so she can delight me with her baking skills. You are no hero, if you want to be one here. Just a plunderer. And you don't have much to plunder here." She said, eyes directly looking at the halfbreed. "Vladimir, the half-blood. I suggest you try and figure out a way to get rid of those military freak vampires in Vance. So, be gone with you."

She added, her back turned to the halfbreed, as she dug up under her skirt. With a flick of the wrist, the binds of Eloise were undone by a throwing knife, and the leg device had been rendered unuseable as the batteries had been pierced by yet another blade.

"[i]Miles[/i], start the car-wain." She indicated Frank, as she offered her hand to the fledging. Another lurch of her vanishing stamina made her tilt forward, a painful expression that she showed to Eloise. [i]Crap.[/i] She bit her lip as she struggled to stay on her feet, trying to drag the newly freed vampire into the RV.

[i]I really hope she remembers how to make the muffins, or I will be -really- disappointed.[/i] She added to herself.