[h3][color=a2d39c][center]~Tania and Lena~[/center][/color][/h3]
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[color=39b54a]"H-hey! If you think I'm just gonna charm 'em you seriously dunno how Fae work!"[/color] Tania was quick to poke the side of the glass jar, losing her previously pouty mood as Cain replied. There was a lot more danger than that in the Fae courts. Plotting, planning, deception...especially in the Unseelie Fae. They weren't...a nice sort. Of course, she was still just working on the knowledge from the other world here. Things might work completely differently here still.

[color=fff200]"...I see. Well, I wish you luck, Cain."[/color] Lena replied with a small frown. [color=fff200]"I suppose I'll leave what you wish to do up to you, Vander."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Hey hey, can I say something?"[/color] Tania asked, earning a glare from the elf.

[color=fff200]"As long as it's not about my bosom or me not denying certain things."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Heheh. Yes, yes, of course!"[/color] Before Lena could say anything, there was a strong gust of wind from within the jar, blowing the lid off of it with some force, causing it to land on top of Lena's head. Tania easily fluttered out, shivering slightly in the cold as she landed on Lena's shoulder. [color=39b54a]"Alright. So's. Not to be rude or anything but if you're with us Vander, the Fae are [i]probably[/i] gonna be suspicious. I'm pretty confident in my illusions of course, but the chance some of them could see through something like that is pretty likely."[/color]

[color=fff200]"Mhm...my Lady does have a point. As a Dullahan my position is rather unique in that regard...I wouldn't draw too much attention in Fae lands, nor in the accompany of one so long as I chose my words carefully."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Suppose we could say you're my uh, 'servant'."[/color] Tania continued with an all too impish chuckle.

[color=fff200]"...you just want to boss him around."[/color]

[color=39b54a]"Hey, it's a valid strategy! Just whatever you wanna do though. I'm cool with anything, but I'd like to avoid fighting if possible. Not at least until I know what we're dealing with. Either way, we're probably going to have to deal with typical fae intrigue and their uh...fickle dispositions. Basically, think of me but ten times less cute and a lot more domineering if it is the Unseelie."[/color]


[color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Senna~[/center][/h3][/color]
[center]A demons respite...[/center]
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In one instant, Senna was reveling in the destruction of Wolfs run.

In the next, she was falling.

She wasn't entirely sure what happened. There was a massive surge of magic, and then the feeling of being sucked into nothingness...then free fall. The fall, at least, managed to help Senna clear her thoughts, offering her some clarity of the events that just happened. As well as realizing she was in a bit of a pickle. She couldn't fly...though, she could maybe survive the impact thanks to quickly healing after the events of Wolfs Run. It'd hurt...a lot, but fortunately it seemed she couldn't even feel pain in this form. At least - any pain she felt was translated to something else entirely.

The demoness slammed into the lake, a mighty splash covering the entire area from the height of the fall, likely surprising anyone or anything that had been in the immediate area. For a few seconds however the lake settled, Senna allowing the cool water to envelop her. For a few moments, she simply sank. She was tired...not physically mind you. She couldn't get tired, it seemed, just like she couldn't feel pain. Mentally though? She was exhausted.

Her old personality and this new demonic persona of hers...were not really getting along well.

After a few seconds however, she finally surface with a growl, crawling onto the shore of the lake with a few coughs, sputtering up a few mouthfuls of water before laying on the shoreline.

[color=bc8dbf]"Ah, I messed up."[/color] She sighed with a light giggle. [color=bc8dbf]"Jeez, suppose that's what I get for trying to suppress it again. Tsk, didn't work before certainly isn't going to work now, I suppose, is it?"[/color] The demoness pulled off her helmet, causing it to clatter to the ground next to her as she stretched her limbs. [color=bc8dbf]"Why'd they have to go and make me angry by attacking me? Could have talked things through, but nooo. Fools.....specially that kid..."[/color] She seemed almost sad - though it was quickly replaced with a yawn of boredom. [color=bc8dbf]"Boring and predictable."[/color] She grunted as she pulled off the rest of her armor, emptying the water out of it, revealing her usual black somewhat transparent top.

Huhm, perhaps she should invest in some less revealing clothes here...eh, a thought for later. For now, she took a moment to relax and inspect her body for injuries.

Bruises, scrapes, burns from Yasha's final attack...a gash where Selena's knife had hit her. The nausea, slight dizziness, and dulled senses from those curses were still there too. Annoying now that she wasn't in a rage-induced clarity, though nothing crippling. Felt like maybe she had a fractured bone or two. Hah, if she could actually feel pain she'd probably be incapable of functioning. Instead, all she felt was either numbness or the 'lust' part of the battlelust perk. 

Ugh, she had really come close to being killed there, wasn't it? That was the thing with her class, though. Either she killed her targets...or she was killed. No second chances, no do-overs. No incapacitating. Victory or Death - just how she liked it. Thankfully she was a little harder to kill then some believed, with her healing and 'Undying Rage' perk. If she hadn't had so much heal fodder, Yasha's attack would have killed her. Thankfully she hadn't been smart enough to fire a second round or something after the explosion or she would have been gone. Kaput. Executed. She always thought it'd be part of a game though...a place where she could get away from it all. A place where she could indulge and get that sweet release. Now though...well, be careful what you wish for she supposed.

How troublesome~

[color=bc8dbf]"Tsk, I'll have to be more careful in the future...whatever happened back there wasn't appreciative."[/color] She grumbled, laying her armor in a half-hazard pile near her, crawling over to a rock jutting over the waters edge and letting her bare legs soak in the water. Her wounds would heal easily enough, even without some healing fodder like she had back in wolfs run. [color=bc8dbf]"Haaa....and news of that is sure to spread. Unfortunate. Maybe I should find a nice ruin to crawl into and live in for the rest of my probably now immortal life."[/color]

For a moment...she would rest - though she took a momentary glance around the lake. There was a cabin not far off in the distance...huhm, she'd investigate it after resting a moment and collecting her thoughts.