[color=gray]Glowing red eyes shot an annoyed stare at the newcomer. Auspex wasn't required to get the gist of who this person was. They looked skittish, squeamish even. Certainly not a soldier of the undead. He couldn't help but scoff when they cast their eyes down. The Gangrel tended to beat submission out of their stock, and Drake was no different. Once this sheepish stranger had stood up, though, Drake saw him properly. A good head taller than him, and Drake could feel the predatory nature of a fellow kindred, dormant as it may be. The beast within him was hiding and elusive, like a leopard waiting for the right time to strike.[/color]

[color=orange][center]"𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜."[/center][/color]

[color=gray]Drake couldn't help but roll his eyes at the gesture. Kindred society seemed so fond of such vapid expressions. Kindred, sire, mawla. It all seemed so gauche. His attention quickly flickered to the blade at her hip, and his frustrated musings were whisked away, and his attention quickly returned to her words. The sword of Damocles was less than proverbial in this situation. [/color]

[color=gray]Her words were less than inspiring, but her realism wasn't lost on him. As much as he disliked her use of words like 'us' and 'fellow', Drake hated to admit her words were true. To a Camarillo grunt, he was not one of their ranks and thus was an enemy. As she revealed her battle plans, Drake studied them like he understood, which he emphatically did not. What he did understand was her words. Drake's eyes widened when he heard her proclamation. [/color]

[color=olive][center]"I think you're missing a couple dozen more of us if you want that done!"[/center][/color]

 [color=gray]He finally spouted in disbelief, before he forced himself to stop, feeling the claws forming in his hands and his teeth gritting. Getting angry was just going to let the beast have its way, assuming she didn't kill him first. An involuntary, deep sigh filled his now defunct lungs, and was expelled in a vestigial attempt to regain his composure.[/color]
[color=olive][center]"Fuck it, might as well go out sticking it to the man"[/center][/color]