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ID froze as the Templar captured her gaze, and it became noticeably warmer in an instant.  Her hand darted to the hilt of a sword that wasn't there.  She couldn't suppress the flicker of amber that pushed at the edges of her burgundy irises, nor the near imperceptible slither of crimson scales forming against her spine.  ID held her fingers poised to snap a spark from the flint skin of her fingertips.

She hoped a fight wasn't about to start, especially right after she promised she wouldn't cause any trouble in town... however, ID wasn't about to back down from the Queen of Swords if she was threatened.  Just as it felt like Dean would have more windows to replace, the Templar apologized and moved past.

[b][color=#d9145f]"No worries.  Happens all the time,"[/color][/b] she informed in a flat tone, without turning to face Maire.  ID hesitated for a couple more moments before continuing down the street, unable to release the tension from her shoulders and back until she'd made it a few blocks away.  It was definitely time to leave.

[b][color=#9e8659]"Wait!"[/color][/b] Shrieked Rat, scrambling after Maire.  [b][color=#9e8659]"Born in a barn?!  Have to knock!  Even Rat knows!!"[/color][/b] Rat instructed, knocking at the door hurriedly before poking his head in behind her.  

[b][color=#9e8659]"Lazy-Cap!  Rat is here!!  With... Guest."[/color][/b]