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[color=a6c4ff][b]Time:[/b][/color] Night
[color=a6c4ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Pit
[color=a6c4ff][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] Noah [@Helo], Adrian [@role model]
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Much to her surprise, the redhead, who seemed ferocious with hunger in the moment, almost immediately backed down upon hearing Ava’s words of warning. His expression effortlessly switched into a smirk as he complied to her orders. Despite how unhinged he appeared, it seemed that he had some degree of control depending on the situation.

Ava released her grasp on the young vampire’s forearm and relaxed her posture, but maintained a degree of vigilance in his presence. He broke off from their conversation to pick up his phone, which presented Ava with the opportunity to finish off the remaining contents of her flask. Once the last drop of blood entered her system, her mind was no longer plagued with the urge to assault every patron in the building, human or otherwise. The trail of blood left by her most recent victim remained intensely inviting but it was easy to ignore - much like catching the scent of a home cooked meal, though deciding to not eat.

Once the redhead finished his call, he caught Ava off guard with his sudden, serious tone of voice. In their short exchange alone, he must’ve gone through an encyclopedia's worth of emotions. His words now carried weight, as if finding the mentioned witch was a matter of grave importance.

[color=a6c4ff]“I have only been in Ember Grove for a week. I haven’t met any witches yet, but I’m sure they’re easy to come by in this mysterious little town.” [/color]

Before the inquisitive vampire had a chance to respond, he was interrupted by the arrival of another vile creature, cloaked in hubris, who slithered through the shadows to greet his friend. He spoke crudely and laughed, as if he found his own indecency amusing.

Ava stared at the newcomer in such tremendous disbelief that if she were not concerned with maintaining decorum, she might’ve rolled her eyes so hard they would have fallen out of their sockets. She ascertained he must’ve had some form of amnesia to not be aware of his own advanced age, in order to be so willing to mock hers. She sniffed out his senility as easily as he had done to her. 

[color=a6c4ff]“Genius may have its limitations, but [i]stupidity[/i] is not thus handicapped,”[/color] Ava muttered, fully aware that the two vampires could hear her. [color=a6c4ff]“Well,”[/color] she continued, speaking clearly now, [color=a6c4ff]“I will have to decline, I'm not very interested in hunters.”[/color] A glint of light shone from her eyes as a sly smile found its way on her face. [color=a6c4ff]“But perhaps, I may feel like vampires for dessert.”[/color]