[i]Ophelia continued to watch as Jax pushed passed the women, giving Morthos a hug and then speaking, her tone harsh. 

[color=00a651]"Well I sense two arena bunnies who want to hook up with hot mythic's that will carry them through life with their riches and glory. Now I understand your game, I do, but if you want to compete you have to choose smaller bra's, play harder to get and you need to develop a personality more entertaining then a trog goblin's asshole. So fuck off and get some better material."[/color]

The women's eyes widened at Jaxs' retort and then narrowed angrily, taking a couple of steps towards her, their bodies moving like snakes as they showed their fangs. Ophelia raised an eyebrow at their lack of emotional control, smirking a bit. But as her lip was tilted in a half smile, Roxas moved over to the women and wrapped his arms around their shoulders. He leaned toward them, whispering.

[color=0054a6]"It's never going to happen girls. He's 'taken' if you will. That 'slut' you're talking about could rip your heads off in a heartbeat so best not to mess with her okay?"[/color] 

Despite the fact Roxas was whispering, Ophelia could hear each word clearly. She cleared her throat a moment and then Roxas came back to kiss her, and she pressed close to his side and then spoke to the two Vampires.

[color=6ecff6]"He's right you know. Jax wouldn't be kind to you. Now get the hell out of here."[/color] She grinned, her fangs sharp and her eyes bore into each of theirs, and they took a step back from Ophelia and the gang, whispering a short [color=662d91]"Catch you later,"[/color] to Morthos before turning and disappearing in a blur of synced movements. 

[color=6ecff6]"So, who wants to get some tattoos?"[/color] Ophelia asked to break the ice. [/i]