[@Styxx Acheron][@BespeckledCeph]

Elizabeth smiled as she heard about the Azrael's self-made cybernetics. While she wasn't enough of an arse to say, Elizabeth thought that the work was shoddy and weak. It was just enough to give him back his limbs, nothing more. Not forgetting her sign, Elizabeth placed it in a more open area, just as another man entered the pub. Walking up to the bar, Elizabeth made a mental note of the weapons he carried. Twin pistols, interesting.

After taking a seat, he greeted both her and Azrael. THough, it irked Elizabeth when he called her [i]miss[/i]. A venomous tone slipped from Elizabeth's lips as she responded to the man. "Don't call me miss. That's what you call a woman, not a beast." Her cybernetic eye burrowed into the texan's own. Spinning, back and forth, it was easy to see the machinations in the electric blue iris. Blinking, Elizabeth was taken back, ever so slightly, by the man's form. His body was giving off heat, but it was different than that of a normal human. Obviously, he was something else.

Then, noticing the movements of his hands, Elizabeth's eyes narrowed. A look of warning crossed her face as tiny arcs of electricity started to run down her hair and across the scales of her wings and tail. "I would suggest that you keep your hands on your bottle." Elizabeth's warning came out smoothly as she hoped the man would follow it.