[color=#B0BEC5][center][color=#40C4FF][h2]Belladonna[/h2][/color][/center]
[center][color=#40C4FF][b]Time:[/b][/color] [color=#CFD8DC] Dusk 
[color=#40C4FF][b]Location:[/b][/color] Roshimi City
[color=#40C4FF][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@Tae] - Torvi, [@helo] - Bowyn - [@Dezuel] - Elthrael[/color][/center]
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Belle glanced at Torvi as she spoke up and nodded in agreement. Her eyes flicked back to the stranger and she raised her eyebrows as he spoke. She began giggling at his first comment and sipped her water while she waited for the narcissist to finally quiet himself. Elleta stared him in the eye, unfazed with her eyebrows raised. His English grammar was lacking. While this was not Earth, she found it hard to believe this was how this man spoke. Finally, once he stopped talking to take a breath, she spoke up. [color=#40C4FF]“First, it’s “there are plenty, not 'be plenty'. Also, we could do without you. It seems everyone else in Avalia can as well, since you are spending your time waiting around here for us by yourself."[/color]

Elleta then commented and folded her arms with a blank expression. If looks could kill, then this stranger would have been dead. [color=#E1BEE7]“You couldn’t handle me with all the amas in your bank, boy. You are probably alone with you and yourself at night, just wishing you could find someone who could stand you and haven’t been successful. I do pray that you someone finally takes pity on you and gives you the worthless fate you deserve. And I’m not a cherry, I’m the cake you wish you could afford and have. I think the demons on Daka would be a kinder fate than being with a loathsome cockroach like you.”[/color]

Bell glanced at her then had to duck her head to remain expressionless. While she could not see Rosemary, she knew the Elf was nearby. She didn’t know how, but she could sense her. Elleta kept her gaze fixed on the scene, but now and then her head would tilt to one side. As he commented on her beauty and memorizing her, she had to bite back laughter. What a comment to make to someone he just met. This.. man was not right in the head. He was definitely sick. Lucky for her, she’d dealt with enough creeps and had taken care of them too. The gang had its fair share with the local scumbags. [color=#40C4FF]“You can memorize all you want, you’ll never have me. I could be much younger and you are preying on me. How disgraceful.”[/color].

When he pulled his disguise off, Belle grimaced. So not only was his personality shit, but his appearance was an eyesore. She didn’t hide her grimace either. No wonder he came in here trying to hit and pick up random women from different species. Beside that, his fake sneeze was shameful. She wondered if they had acting lessons that this moth could partake in to save the pitiful show they were forced to participate in. She smirked nonetheless and commented, [color=#40C4FF]’Wow - a moth fairy. What a dreadful surprise. Fortunately for me, I crush moths. Fly too close to the light and it will sting you. I’ll give you a hint: I am the light.”[/color] Elleta rolled her eyes at Elthrael, disinterested and bored. She drummed her fingers lightly on the table and Belle had a feeling she was communicating through it with Rosemary nearby. While they could not hear or see, she knew these powerful Elves were in sync with one another. 

Belle listened to him speak and began eating more of the berries that Elle had ordered for her. She wished the restaurant had human food, such as onion rings and pretzels. She could kill for bagel bites, too. She sighed and faced the stranger with an expression of boredom and disinterest. When he mentioned having met a human, she kept her expression neutral. She didn’t know who it was, but perhaps the red haired women who had been in the sky. Either way, she’d find the poor women and console her for having met this pitiful excuse for a fairy. 

She remained silent and folded her hands together after finishing her food and wiping her hands on a napkin. When he allowed a pause for breath, she commented, [color=#40C4FF]”Sounds as if you’re heartbroken or butthurt after something. Maybe you faced rejection? Seems you’re the one here with a problem and not this fox-demihuman."[/color]

It was Elleta’s turn to stare at her now. Belladonna had not acted so cold in her presence until now. She was bringing her persona from being Little Blue in the gang and wasn’t minding how it felt to be cold and brutal. Belle then added as he poked his nose into Bowyn’s life and narrowed her gaze. He was antagonizing them in hopes of having them leave so he could interrogate Bowyn. She wasn’t letting that happen. This mothball was the least of her worries. She wouldn’t let anything happen to Bowyn or Torvi. 

Elleta bit a cherry off the stem and raised her eyebrows. At that moment, Bell felt a tap on her shoulder and forced herself not to jump nor look startled. Rosemary was nearby them now whilst invisible, and she had a feeling she wasn’t alone either. The Golden Death was not abandoning her or leaving her alone to suffer with this miserable mothball. He continued speaking, and Belle wondered if being lost in the woods would be better compared to this nonsense they were enduring. 

Belle started laughing at his comment. What a horrific metaphor. She stopped laughing enough though to assess his body language. While he was relaxed, he was also on high alert. She grinned at him nastily, her eyes shining with malice. [color=#40C4FF]”That comment would have been better off being spoken in a dumpster, which is where you belong. Perhaps you're lonely, without friends and feel the need to antagonize strangers and put your nose in someone elses business. Such a shame."[/color] She turned to listen to Bowyn while keeping an eye on the stranger. She nodded in agreement to his wordds, then turned back to Elthrael. She glanced at Boreas and knew instantly if worse came to worst, she’d cause enough trouble to allow Bowyn to escape. She turned back to the mothball, eyebrows raised as if to ask, [i]Well[/i]? 

It was in that pause that the bartender finally spoke up, having heard enough. [color=#66BB6A]”We all have had enough of your nonsense. You haven’t ordered all day. I thought you had friends coming. I’m going to ask you one time only to get out of the bar and leave these women alone. Got it?”[/color] Belladonna turned to face him with her arms folded and waited for what occurred next. Her left hand was in her pocket, ready to grab her knife and defend if necessary. She nodded to what the Bartender and Bowyn had both said.[/color]