[center][color=#807B84][sub][i]There once was a woman who lived a life so strange it had to be true...[/i][/sub][/color]
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[color=#816C90][sup][b]╚════════════════════════════════════════════ J Ä G E R B O M B ═══════════════════════════════════════════╝[/b][/sup][/color][/center][color=#816C90][indent][sub][B]Location[/B] [COLOR=SILVER][I]Tír na nÓg[/I] - [I]Milk Street[/I][/COLOR][/sub][sup][right][b]Post #2.26:[/b] [COLOR=SILVER][I]Half-Pint[/I][/COLOR][/right][/sup][/indent][/color][hr][INDENT][COLOR=#816C90]|[/COLOR] [color=#807B84][B][sub][i]Interacting with [@Junkmail] & [@SepticGentleman][/i][/sub][/B][/color]

[INDENT]Turning away in a huff, Ellara rolled her eyes as she stormed towards the bar before gathering the appropriate ingredients and glassware required to make the pair their drinks. Slamming the heavy wooden doors behind the bar, Ellara angrily tossed ice into the glasses as she cracked open a bottle and began to sloppily pour it into several shooters. She felt angry for no reason other than being in the presence of that woman again, as though she had known her for years and it was a feeling she couldn’t seem to get a grip on.

It was a feeling of irrational hatred that Ellara felt towards her that had seemed to manifest from absolutely nowhere. It was as though there was a voice in the back of her head, one constantly telling Ellara that this other woman, this [i]Hexenblut,[/i] would be her downfall. She felt as though the woman had somehow become her arch nemesis, a natural enemy sworn to do battle with her until the end of time.

And it scared her.

[i][color=#61516c]Like most people, the Jager are not without our own prejudice, my only regret is that I was never able to explain them to you, Half-Pint. [/color][/i]

Ellara suddenly froze, nearly dropping the drinks in her hands as her father’s voice echoed in the back of her mind. Normally reliving the memory of her father wasn’t a shocking experience for Ellara, except that her father had never said that to her, not while he had been alive at least.

[color=#816c90]“Daddy?”[/color] She whispered looking around but there were no familiar faces in the bar, let alone the one she was so desperately searching for. Ellara couldn’t help but feel as though she was very quickly going mad, between the things she had been seeing for the past few months, to her Uncle trying to kidnap her and followed by her father’s voice haunting her from beyond the grave, Ellara was well overdue for a mental meltdown. 

[i][color=#61516c]What we are is both a blessing and a curse,welcome to the Path, Half-Pint.[/color][/i]

Looking around again, Ellara shook her head as she ignored the voice, instead putting her focus at the task at hand as she made her way back across the Nog’s busy floor. Placing the tray of drinks down, on the table, Ellara look towards the pair as she smirked.

[color=#816c90]“Hope [i]Jägerbombs[/i] are alright. ‘Cause I ain’t fuckin’ making you two anything else until I get some answers.”[/color] Ellara stated as she pulled out a car, turning it around before taking a seat as she straddled the back of it. 

[color=#816c90]“Firstly, what the [i]hell[/i] are the two of you up to? You’re here for a reason, [i]hell[/i] I’d wager the pair of you aren’t even from Santa [i]fuckin’[/i] Celia, you don’t have the smell on you and your certainly don’t have the look or [i]damn[/i] attitude.”[/color] Ellara asked eyeing the pair suspiciously before continuing with her next question.

[color=#816c90]“Secondly, what the [i]fuck[/i] is a [i]Hexenblut[/i] and why am I the only one who can see your creepy as [i]fuck[/i] face?”[/color] She continued as Kayla’s empty sockets turned to look at her, even void of eyebrows her face plainly showed her annoyance.

[color=#816c90]“I deserve some [i]fuckin’[/i] answers, you two know a [i]hell[/i] of a lot more than you’re letting on, after all you[i] fuckin’[/i] called me, [i]Jäger[/i] first.”[/color][/INDENT][/INDENT]