Emotions were a powerful and fickle thing; able to induce great strength, and inflict great weakness, in equal measure. Of the Emotional Pantheon, Anger and Fear were equals and opposites - able to cancel each other in extremes, and invoke the strongest physical responses. As everyone crowed around Alice, her fear only mounted - she'd only been able to handle Takeshi due to needing to replenish her Energy, and him being acceptably close.

He was a snack.

A fling, in Human terms.

Arguably enjoyable, but nothing that she would take seriously - at least, emotionally. A consistent snack was a good thing for someone that drained Magic as recklessly as she did.

However, she needed a feast...

[quote=@Restalaan][color=f7941d]"Ey, mad boi. There's plenty more of those basket 'eads that we need to bash their heads in, you in?"[/color][/quote]
Mad?

Gringor's voice cut down her fear of the crowd,  effortlessly, and extended a hand to allow her anger to surface.

She wasn't mad.

Far from.

She was hungry.

She needed something filling.

[i]Someone[/i] filling.

Like a switch flipped, her tears dried and her shakes ceased; replaced by a narrowed gaze, and an amused smirk.

"[color=0F52BA]You'll more than suffice,[/color]" Alice says, with a strange edge to her softness - like a predator speaking to her prey.

Stepping forward, Alice made the same dipping motion she had days ago, and cast part of the spell that set her behind Gringor - however, the plume of flame never came. Instead, it was replaced by her soft, silken fingers running lazy circles around his pectorals; fingertips coming to rest at the sensitive center, before sliding down to his navel, and ending with a dip below the belt.

 "[color=0F52BA]Such a hard body, yet soft in the wrong place,[/color]" Alice purred, fingers sinking lower. "[color=0F52BA]Tempted to have that rematch,  now. See which of us winds up on their back first, straddling the other in control...[/color]"

Anyone with half a brain could understand the innuendo beneath the veil of aggression.