[color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Senna~[/center][/h3][/color]
[@Hammerman][@13org][@BurningDaisies]
[hr]

Senna inspected the blade with mild interest, making a few motions with it before sighing lightly to herself. She had gotten a few stares from a number of people passing, but thankfully no one seemed to question her too much. Good, she didn't want to stick out so much...at least not yet, anyways. Honestly, she was disappointed in the selection of arms. They were of sub-par quality at best. Either the mark of a poor smith or was it indeed the average quality here? It was very likely the latter, judging from the selection of pieces available. Why, she could probably crush them with her bare hands! Well, might as well then. It would be quite amusing to see everyone's reaction at least.

"So, what'd you think? Fine quality, isn't it?" In response, Senna simply sighed in disappointment.

[color=bc8dbf]"Fine quality?"[/color] Her voice spoke from under her helmet, surprising the stall owner with the feminine voice she spoke with. [color=bc8dbf]"Well...lets compare swords, hmm?"[/color] She chuckled, laying the blade across the table. She only gave the merchant a few seconds to ponder her words before she withdrew Bloodlust from its scabbard, letting the shiny silver blade gleam in the bright sunlight. The merchant seemed to widen his eyes at the blade itself, clearly seeing the blade at least for what it was. The silver and gold sword tended to draw a few stares whenever she used it.

She only gave him a moment to admire it before she slammed the sword into the table, making a clean cut right down its center, snapping both the blade and table in half with a single, swift motion.

"Gods, watch it! What do you think you're doing?!"

[color=bc8dbf]"Tell whoever made this blade they still have a ways to go, eh darling?"[/color] She laughed, sheathing the blade before something else caught her ears.

[i][b]"Oi, that little rat robbed me blind! Get back 'ere you little weasel! You don't steal from Ole' Gilfrey! I'll make mince meat out of you!"[/b][/i]

A thief? Now, thieving was bad, wasn't it? Well, maybe she'd at least take a look and see what was happening. Without even paying for the blade or other damages, the demon sauntered off at a quick pace. She could at least easily keep up with both the boy and the guards without much of a problem. She would only watch for now, maybe intervene if things got interesting. Whichever struck her fancy at the moment. So she vaulted over a few stalls herself, swiftly moving through the crowd with superior agility and athletics.

After a bit of travel, she ended up on the roof of the alleyway that the boy had ducked into - surprised to see Selena there. Or should she not be surprised? Eh, either way she'd watch from her perch.