[color=#9A42FA][h3]Vanessa Poirier[/h3][/color]
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Beck complimented Nessa's shot with a snort. The ravenette remained silent, face neutral and trying to conceal off the pain she was feeling. Shortly after the bullet was out, not before a sharp intake of breath from Nessa's part, though. The bullet was coated in blood, but the silver shone through, making Nessa wince in distain. She didn't comment on Beck's next words, not really all that interested in what the man had been after.
The moment the bullet had left Vanessa's body, she no longer felt such a burn. There was still pain lingering in her system, but her eyes were no longer blurring like crazy and she could breathe more evenly.
"Serves him right, the little moron. Slaying isn't some game, it's a big fucking deal, and you put your life on the line to protect innocent people. Even if that means innocent vampires," Beck continued with what looked an awful lot like a sympathetic look. This earned her Nessa's attention, her eyes now fixated on the woman. She had to bite her tongue to refrain from making a snide comment. And surely enough, Beck wasn't done talking:
"That's the reason I stopped you. Even though I could tell you were a vampire it was obvious you didn't want to hurt me. You just wanted to be left alone, but along came this idiot. No one deserves to be killed like they kill, bleeding out like a deer or staked to the ground. So I just keep prying out and hoarding information and trying to save who I can."

What Vanessa felt for this woman right now was pure annoyment. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, too, she didn't know why what Beck was saying rubbed her in the wrong way. It just did. Nessa couldn't stay silent any longer.
[color=#9A42FA]"You know nothing about me,"[/color] Nessa deadpanned in an irritated tone, [color=#9A42FA]"and I'm certainly not the innocent vampire you're making me out to be,"[/color] she added, watching the woman sit next to her. [color=#9A42FA]"Save your apologies for someone who cares,"[/color] she murmured, gaze cold and closed off. However, she didn't make a move to get up or leave.
Nessa's intention wasn't to start a ruse. She was simply stating what was on her mind. She didn't know what the woman expected of her - to thank her, or to assure her it was okay. It wasn't. Beck was right in saying Nessa hadn't intended any harm to her, but someone analysing Nessa to her just didn't sit right with the ravenette. And while Nessa was thankful of the help, she didn't intend to communicate that. She hadn't asked for help, and she didn't like owing favours to anyone. The whole speech of 'put your life in line to protect innocent people' especially agitated Vanessa. No one had been there when [i]she[/i] had been turned. No one had asked her what she wanted [i]then[/i]. So why should she try to go out of her way to feel sympathy for those who protected others when she hadn't recieved help in the moment of her greatest need?