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[/h1][/sup][/color][indent][sub][COLOR=f26522][sub][b]Location:[/b] Gala Fundraiser[/sub][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][COLOR=f26522][sub][b]Interactions/Mentions:[/b]Lev[@LostDestiny], Bolin/Shishi[@ThisIsFine][/sub][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr][hr]

Jiang didn’t even have a chance to react to the sound of shattering glass or even the chaos erupting onto the dance floor as she felt herself pulled against a strong chest, arms protectively curled around her small frame and defended from harm. For a moment, her vision was just filled with the material of his shirt blocking the view of everything she could still hear around them and she felt safe, comforted even in a way she hadn’t let herself be for a long time. When he did finally release her, it was clear more than just their dance had come to a conclusion as he had stated. She closed her eyes and centered herself, taking a deep breath as rage boiled beneath her calm exterior. Not only had her evening been ruined, seeing Lev hurt in her stead and the disrespect the Hand showed in the face of an ancient spirit that deserved to be honored for gracing this plane of existence with its presence was enough of a reason to turn her blade up in resistance to the injustice. It was a rule she gave herself not to tangle too much with these low lives and they usually avoided her since you can’t return life without a soul but they were about to learn of their mistakes. They couldn’t have known they were crossing her path but it was no excuse in her opinion. 

Her eyes opened slowly, locking onto Lev’s own as he commented about pay causing the corner of her lips to tease at the hint of a smile. [color=f26522]”I see, then it seems I have no choice but to assist.”[/color], Jiang answered as if that hadn’t been her plan all along. Her hand went to her hip as if she was grasping air before a sheathed sword materialized in the palm of her hand and as the blade was pulled, her previous appearance fell away. Bound dark hair transformed to light freely flowing tresses, eyes different shades of brown now hid behind shadows as her [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/558670401048412183/905325635625447444/IMG_4198.jpg]mask[/url] took over the gentle face, and her true [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/558670401048412183/905325635872899092/IMG_4196.jpg]outfit[/url] for the evening on full display. She drew her second blade before stepping up to her dance partner's side and spoke in her own mellifluous melodic voice, [color=f26522]”Thank you for your protection. I will make sure to repay the kindness you have shown.”[/color] 

She rushed forward, harshly jamming her elbow into the gut of the first ninja that dared to get in her way before blocking another from landing an attack with her free arm. Jiang added strength behind her kick, slamming her foot into the attackers knee and hearing a snap before they fell. She turned her attention to the ninja that was no longer doubled over from her initial attack, spinning out of the way of a blade and quickly grabbing their wrist to twist the weapon from their hand before pulling their arm backwards and stabbing them before they had a chance to remove themselves from her hold. Jiang scoffed, letting the ninja drop before making calmly her way through the crowd and viciously slicing through any obstacles in her way as she worked to defend the spirit though it seemed that they were not alone in assistance, someone upon their back and others joining into the fray. It was frustrating that so many of the Hand had decided to appear, making her wonder what their plans were for such a magnificent creature and she was sure it was nothing good. She found herself stopped again, taking a moment to dodge and fight her chosen enemies but once a group was at her feet in defeat, the spirit was gone. [color=f26522][sub]”Where are you?”[/sub][/color], she muttered to herself.

As if answering her question, a masked man spoke up and instantly made her want to either face palm at the obviously false name or laugh at the stupidity of worrying about property damage at a time like this. If someone really were worried about it, why even appear back in human form? She could have sworn she sensed an ancient ambiance from the Lion since one of the same recognizes another but now Jiang was starting to doubt herself. Perhaps this man could only transform into a large creature? [i]’I guess there is a generous amount of physical appeal if there is a spirit attached to him. Perhaps strength is most important to the spirit if it is a host situation. Lions are known for strength and stability after all. It could just as easily be nothing and more of a situation like mine where they assist only or simply a transformation. Such a pity if that were the case…’[/i], she thought to herself. [color=f26522]”Do not worry. I cannot see how the fault will lay with you in this situation though this is hardly appropriate timing to be worrying about such things.”[/color] Jiang stated before turning her blade behind her, stabbing backwards into her enemy as if to prove a point. [color=f26522]”Still, it is a pleasure to meet you.”[/color], she added, giving a deep bow of respect before moving into a defensive stance now that she had made it to the man’s side and the prize the Hand was trying to claim.