Anya looked nervously between the two. Yea...they think I'm dumb now...She thought to herself. "I..uh..sorry?" She said, rubbing the back of her neck nervously. "I..really don't remembe-" And then everything went to hell at once. She heard a faint *beep* and in an instant everything started exploding and she was grabbed by Adalaide and summarily hauled over the counter and shielded from the rubble.
Anya was mildly injured by the blast, nothing major, just a few burns and scrapes thanks to Adalaide shielding her from the blast and rubble. Anya was about to ask if she was okay, but considering she stood and shrugged the rubble off she was going to assume the answer was yes, at-least for now.
Still a bit shaky from the frightening experience of almost getting blown up, Anya stood. "I-is everyone alright?" She called out to Norman and Adalaide. It would seem most of the bars patrons had gotten out in time, which was good. The bouncer however, was not so lucky. Anya sighed, Robert was a good friend, she called him Bob.
Anya clambered over the rubble and what remained of the bar and walked over to the four, her very minor wounds already healed. "Thank you, Adalaide" Anya told her, hugging her. It was quite possible if Adalaide hadn't helped Anya she would've been easily crushed and killed by the large chunk of cement that was laying over where she was sitting.
"Is everyone alright?" She asked, gesturing between Aleksandri, Sindle, Norman, and Adalaide.
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Meanwhile, Ronin was watching the heart-warming scene un-fold below him. It was obvious that Anya was a bit shaken up from the whole ordeal, and she and Norman happened to be Ronin's main targets, everyone else that had shown up was just an added bonus. And as luck would have it, Norman seemed injured. At-least for now. Damned Sanguinist, I should've gotten rid of the last of you. Yet, here you are, still alive. No matter, you won't be for long. Ronin thought to himself, a grimace on his face.
Ronin leapt from his perch, landing on a car to break his fall. "Hope they had insurance..." he muttered under his breath before walking over to his little playfield. Take care of the injured and the little girl first, then the Sanguinist. The rest are optional. he thought to himself. Clearing his throat loudly he spoke, "Why, what do we have here? Feeding time at the local zoo, is it?" Ronin spoke, a psychotic grin on his face, chuckling lowly.
Anya instinctively backed away from Ronin, drawing her blades. She'd heard of him, myths and stories really, she didn't think he actually exsisted. Her eyes widened in fear, "So..you were the one that blew up the bar." She spoke, nervously. "And? What if I am, hm?" Ronin asked, grinning before the little group of bloodsuckers that lie before him.