[center][img]https://s24.postimg.org/q52pydxgl/5a2bdf80dc2b01bdd663e1d0d9a26661.png[/img][/center] [hr] [center][i]Ominar, Victorious Secrets[/i] Day 3: 9am interacting with: [@Tuujaimaa]'s Nabriales and [@Raijinslayer]'s Damian[/center][hr] That wasn't an enjoyable visit, she was certain about that. Until Nabriales teleported her back to the store, she wouldn't stand down. She didn't know if she would ever be able to talk with that Nabriales guy without exchanging veiled threats. On Corinna's eyes, they were completely and utterly incompatible. He simply wouldn't stop blabbering about his power, about her not being a threat and what essentially were threats and obvious displays to try and drive her to a corner. That made her incredibly angry. She heard carefully as he said about her little game with Damian, talking about how the boy was sworn to him, and how he sworn to protect him & etc. Something in his tone hinted to Corinna that he viewed Damian more as his possession than a person per se... Regarding that, he and Corinna might even be somewhat similar, despite his attempts to tell otherwise. Nabriales himself didn't seem to understand the atmosphere, and how Corinna was right now, as he kept talking and delaying, instead of just sending her back. But the worst of it all, was yet to come... His next words only made things even worse... Another one of his attempts to show himself superior, he said that he would be equally comfortable if he was in her home, stating how it would be within the risks he consider 'acceptable' and how he was incapable of feeling fear... Briefly after his little display, he said that he would like Corinna to take the wine as a gift... Did he even understand what was happening right now? The mere mention of him giving her a gift after his words were simply insulting and revolting... Corinna's expression changed noticeably, the unsettling smile she had previously giving place to a completely neutral expression, her eyes burning with anger even more than before and her spider legs curving themselves forward, pointing towards Nabriales. [color=black]"The playtime is over, alchemist. The clock is ticking, my patience is [I]really[/I] running thin. You have no clue on how to talk with a lady, no clue how to assess the situation we're currently in, and you lack the ability to read the atmosphere... Your ego is simply so big that you think no one can ever touch you, right? I had my suspicions before, but its clear now... We are completely, utterly and irrevocably incompatible. Your veiled threats, your constant attempts to sound, act and try to convince me that you're simply superior, and that I'm not even worthy of your preoccupation... What makes you think that you are as untouchable as you think? What makes you think that I'm as harmless and as worthless as you suppose I am?"[/color] Corinna said, without even blinking, with a stare that seemed to pierce his soul. [color=black]"Take me back to the store. I appreciate the gifts, but it will take a while until I consider coming back here. Obviously, I'm not good enough for even you considering being polite with me, right? I'm simply not dangerous enough so you would at least mind your words nearby me, isn't that correct?"[/color] Corinna said to him, with a hiss. [color=black]"I will accept the wine, but the only potion I want right now, is your blood."[/color] She said to him in a serious tone. It was impossible to know if she meant that literally or figuratively, but the fact that her fangs were appearing as she spoke might hint the first one. [color=black]"I'm certain that both of us are interested on things that the other might have, but that's it. I'm absolutely not interested in you, and I can see that you are not interested on me. I realize that you need some things I have, and I need some things you have, but it will be simply impossible to negotiate without any bloodshed if we continue like this."[/color] Corinna said. [color=black]"Even someone as dense as you are, would obviously be able to realize the situation we're in right now and read the atmosphere. Please, take me back to the store. This will be my last warning. I [I]am[/I] extremely irritated right now, and it happens that I am also rather... famished. So don't test me, Nabriales."[/color] Corinna said, piercing him with her eyes. [color=black]"If you ask me, your inability of feeling fear, is a lethal weakness. It only hampers your ability to assess a dangerous situation. Mind your steps, Nabriales. Even the most dangerous predators, can turn into prey in the blink of an eye if they are not careful enough. Fear is an important tool both for a predator and a prey."[/color] she said to Nabriales. Corinna was still inside his house, and inside his store. Nabriales kept telling her how he could kill her, how she wasn't even a threat to him, how he was so incredibly powerful & etc... His endless boasting not only made her incredibly mad, but also made her uncomfortable. Corinna was a predator. One of the first rules of being a predator is to NEVER underestimate anyone. Be smart, be intelligent, move carefully, never blindly trust anyone. A man that was so confident with the situation, even after Corinna's clear demonstrations of hostility, should certainly have a plan, or maybe he was trying to buy time until others arrived to help him. Anyways, Corinna wouldn't simply sit down and wait until something happens. Immediately after she finished talking, he teleported her to the store. On the floor, next to her, there was a basket, with the so called 'gifts' Nabriales had spoken of a while ago. Inside the basket, there was a bottle of the same wine she drank on his house, the lingeries that Damian chose for her, and a vial of the same potion Nabriales gave to Damian a while ago. The second she found herself back on the store, her expression immediately changed, going back to the neutral and charming smile she had when she entered, retracting her spider legs and quickly putting back her gloves. But there was one thing that didn't change at all. Her eyes were still giving off an incredibly threatening aura. [color=black]"Hmpf..."[/color] Corinna said, passing her hands on her dress and putting her silk gloves, in order to look exactly the same way when she got in the store. That small misadventure left Corinna incredibly irritated and hungry. If she continued walking around the city, something was bound to happen, and then she wouldn't be able to hold herself anymore... The best she could do right now was simply going home, eating something and calming herself down. With those thoughts, she got the gift basket and started walking towards the exit.