[center][h3][color=Pink]Aimee Du'désir[/color][/h3]
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[color=pink][b]Location;[/b][/color] Washington Square
[color=pink][b]Interacting With;[/b][/color] Mrs. Sanguis [@Lionhearted], Cain [@Syn], Lizzie [@Dutchess Sarah][/center]
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Her eyes widened slightly, though as the urge to step forward came, Mrs. Sanguis would instead step between them. Crap, that was a threat, wasn't it? Could she take him? It wouldn't be the first time Aimee would deal with someone bigger than she was. But that wouldn't do, despite the situation the last thing she wanted was another lecture from her Coven Leader. Again. Why the hell was he so insistent? He couldn't possibly care about the girl, it had to be something else. Clucking her tongue, she placed her hands on her hips, clearly unhappy. She hated indirect people--why couldn't he just mind his own business? She shifted her weight from one leg to the other as Mrs. Sanguis spoke, though she raised her eyebrows as she would speak to her. Ah, how she loved Mrs. Sanguis' orders. What was it about powerful women that she loved so? Wait, no, she needed to focus, she could tuck that thought aside and save it for later.

Slowly stepping into Cain's line of sight, she locked her eyes with his, flashing a rather brilliant smile. She was usually subtle about her powers, and compelling was one of her favorites. "[color=pink]With all this commotion, I'm sure you'll want to take my advice more seriously,[/color]" Aimee repeated herself, raising her head slightly as she spoke. "[color=pink]There's a lot of other people here--go tend to them.[/color]" She ordered him, her head motioning towards the other injured.