[h3] Sarafine - Rebel Quarter [/h3]
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Sarafine tsked at the response.[color=pink] "That's essentially the second time in under twenty minutes I've been given the same answer in different words,"[/color] she spoke up with a sigh. [Color=pink]"You, at least, have manners despite my.... Uniqueness. For that I'll reward you with a hint as to why I'm in this area at all."[/color]

Her brow furrowed suddenly, and Sarafine stopped, an arm snapping out to stop Nora from moving forward.

[I][color=lightblue] Something is amiss.[/color] [/I] Asmodeus grumbled, eyes narrowing.

[Color=pink]"Well, it appears I lied. These Vampires cannot give me what they owe. They are....[I] Infected [/I]. Do you smell it, child? That smell of rot that lingers ever so slightly, just a tad bit smelling of [I] wrong [/I]."[/color] Sarafine looked towards Nora, her eyes turning into bottomless pits that threatened to suck the souls themselves away from those looking in. A rift appeared at her side, and Sarafine pulled a flask out of her, downing the contents. [Color=pink]"Blood is delightful. Now, Nora, I request you not get in my way. By no means don't get involved, this is an [i] infection [/I] in your section of the city. I would be amiss if I kept you out of it. Do you know what an Infected is like, love?"[/color]

Putting the flask away, Sarafine reached up her skirt and removed her daggers from the holdings. They gleamed slightly in the light as she threw them up and caught them, toying with them slightly.

[I][color=lightblue] I do hope you'll be using more than just Curse and Purge, Sarafine, [/color] [/I] Asmodeus said with a sigh.

Sarafine merely smiled.