[h3][color=aba000]Darla Drake[/color][/h3]
[@Aqutanama][@MagusDream][@Dezuel]

Darla watched as the situation unfolded on its own. The scream and the enticement had drawn a crowd to her spot, it seemed. The creepy teenager whom she had labelled a pervert was making half assed excuses. Then a hero arrived. Or a would be hero. Of course the other guy played some cheesy lines, trying to make it so it was a play. Everyone believed him, despite obviously making such outrageous statements like two million gold bars? What were you, trying to collapse the city's streets with such weight?

Darla looked increasingly livid and aghast, perhaps disgusted.

Sheep, that's what they were, sheep.

Darla's expression of sheer disgust and cringe were patent on a scoff. [color=aba000]"Oh you did terrific. You drew in this fella, who is a gallant knight, of which few do exist...just to be laughed at. Well...I am not laughing. You are worse than a creep. You are a deluded idiot, who thinks and breathes in an alternate reality."[/color] Darla added, her fist tightening before putting a shoulder on Al's quivering form, whispering a thank you formula in her native Vauquelin. [color=aba000]"Merci, mon chevalier en armure rutilante."[/color]

Well, another one had come to her rescue. [color=aba000]"Merci, messieur Lambda. Both of your efforts shall not go unrewarded."[/color]

[color=aba000]"You...think yourself as a slick one. Disguising your stalking as a script, saying the lines are crap. Oh..aah...and you get laughs and applauses. Good for you. Well I'm not the one who...stalked a dozen of girls all the way up to me on his way in. And this no longer makes me fearful. It makes me...[i]livid[/i]."[/color] Darla said, her eyes pointing at the assorted females that had been bothered by Mav's antics.

"Yeah! He's a creep!"

"He kept staring at my breasts too!" said another voice.

[color=aba000]"And you...who laughed and applauded, are all accomplices."[/color] Darla said, before putting both of her hands on Al and Lambda. [color=aba000]"Only these two, of all students and staffers, did believe me. Whatever happened to helping people? Is this a circus or a library? Why would anyone do a play here! Think, people, think! Are you even qualified to be here if you fail at such basic common sense?"[/color] Darla's words were potent, as even now a staffer grabbed her by the shoulder.

[color=aba000]"Oh, and what were you doing, oh so competent staff? Don't touch me! Seize that one, he's using his gift inside the library!"[/color] She added, as a couple of figures interposed between the converging staff and golems, and Darla herself. Her robot maids.

[color=aba000]Reverio needs more time.[/color] Darla thought to herself.[color=aba000]Aaargh, do I have to do it by myself? Dance before these subhumans? Fine! It's worth a date with Reverio dearest.[/color]

She clasped her hands, as her face became pleading and radiant. This time... she was really trying, putting her courtly manners to use.

[color=aba000]"Please, my knights! Deliver us ladies from this vexing injustice!"[/color] Darla beseeched.[color=aba000]"Deal with this blackguard who makes light of a lady's chastity and objectifies women!"[/color]