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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] Helene [@Ithradine]
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The young vampire seemed to react defensively to Ava’s taunt from earlier, which in turn also revealed a bit more about the boy. He mentioned belonging to a clan which he claimed had control over Ember Grove. Suddenly, it made sense why crimes have been swept under the rug in the quaint town, and why crimes were so numerous in the first place. If a vampire clan truly controlled the town, these things would be easily accomplished in order to create a comfortable hunting ground for their members. This had advantages for Ava too, though she disliked the possibility of running into more of them during her stay here. However, the redhead’s comment reproaching Ava for being alone left her a little aggravated. She found it insulting that the fledgling dared to speak to her with a tone of pity, and for a brief instance, entertained the notion of keeping him locked away for Ava to feed upon every now and then. She figured it was a better use of his vile existence to be food for her than to be a conduit of destruction in society.

Before Ava could retort or question him further about this clan of his, he motioned towards yet another bloodsucker who came out to play, attracted by the scent of her last victim’s blood, of course. Ava let out an audible sigh. For future reference, she made a mental note in her head that she shouldn’t leave her snacks laying around if she didn’t want others taking samples. 

With Ava’s attention diverted, the redhead vampire cautiously left with his friend, likely to execute their plans of slaughtering hunters. The thought of giving the duo chase never occurred to her, since she had little belief that she would speak with them again. At least, she wouldn’t willingly make that choice herself. She focused her attention now on the meek looking girl who had approached Ava's prey, hunger visibly clung on her features. 

Ava walked towards the girl, the prey, and his two friends, and positioned herself behind the girl by the bar so that she was sandwiched between her and the human men. She picked up a glass of rum and coke and leaned against the table. Though she was facing the bartender rather than the group, her pupils darted towards the human men with a subtle flash of red.

[color=a6c4ff]"Leave."[/color] Ava demanded.

"Dude, check out the chicks over there." One of them pointed towards the dance floor. Ava wasn't sure the compulsion worked on all three of them, but the others seemed to agree that whatever they laid their eyes upon was a worthy prize, and left in pursuit of it.

[color=a6c4ff]"Don't you know not to touch what isn't yours?"[/color] Ava spoke to the girl with a disapproving tone, but her expression softened shortly after. [color=a6c4ff]"There seems to be more of you than usual out to play tonight. Unfortunately for you, the dumpster outside has met its quota for corpses already."[/color]