#thewingsofvalmar

Suffice to say, the attention she was getting had another female in the background seething with crimson hot rage. It was none other than Millenia, whom had decided on coming back to Pulse with Fang, due to the strange nature of their relationship. To say the pair were close, was an understatement. They had been bordering on the fine line between just friends, and more than that, for months and only recently had crossed it a few weeks prior to the night’s events. 

A titian brow twitch in an agitated manner, above mossy green eyes splashed with a hint of muddy brown that were narrowed in her anger. Well groomed nails tapped impatiently upon the curve of her hip, as she glared daggers at the men leaning into her woman.

“—Fang.” 

She hissed, venom and ice laced into her tone as she spoke the other’s name. There was no response however, only because the men were getting progressively louder in their inebriated state of being.

“—Fang!”

This time she practically yelled over everyone else in the building, succeeding in startling some patrons, and making a few more stop mid drink to gaze at the infuriated red head. Fang merely glanced over her shoulder, jade orbs soon meeting hazel in a stare down that lasted over a minute. She broke eye contact a few seconds later, returning her gaze to the partially emptied glass in her hands. “What do ya wa—” Fang was cut off mid sentence, by a rough hand grasping at her rear. instinctively, she slammed her elbow into the face of the culprit - easily breaking the man’s nose in the swift movement.

“Eh, sorry. What did ya want, babe?” She asked, while downing the rest of the amber liquid that had filled her glass. Jade eyes glanced back over to Millenia, but she went rigid at the look she was being given. …Aw fuck me…

The male she had decked in the face a couple minutes prior, finally pulled himself off the floor with a hand covering his nose. He stumbled a few feet forward, towards the bar’s exit - and where Millenia was standing. The blood gushing from his face was plentiful, and was the sole reason for the foot that slipped in a puddle of the red substance. He went flying and landed face first on the wooden floor, right at the woman’s feet. Hazel eyes flashed dangerously, as she looked down in time to see him looking up as well - eyes completely focused on the abundant amount of cleavage visible from her outfit.

Eyes narrowed even more, dangerously so. Within mere moments, the air became heavy with static and loud crackling, popping, and hissing was all anyone could hear at this point. Fang already knew was happening, having seen this very bit of magic a handful of times before throughout the days spent with the crimson haired woman. She could only smirk though, knowing nothing was going to stop her companion from blowing something, or rather someone up. He totally had it coming anyway.

“This may sting a little…” Millenia growled, as the electricity in the room suddenly pulled together in a row of vibrating purple columns behind her. The man’s eyes widened in fear, and immediately crawled frantically towards the door that was only a few feet away. In his haste, he didn’t notice the glowing orbs of pure energy that had appeared in the center of each row, nor the sadistic grin plastered on her face. The man burst through the doors, feeling a sense of relief at getting away unscathed - or so he had thought.

He had barely gotten three steps away, before the entire front of the bar exploded from the orbs seeking their target. They circled around the defenseless drunk, increasing in speed until a bright violet force-field covered the spot he was standing on. The resulting explosion rocked the entirety of New Bodhum, sending chunks of debris and dust into the air. A small group of people crowded around the destroyed entrance, and looked around for any signs of life as light footsteps sounded behind Millenia.

She turned and found herself face to face with Fang, who wore an amused grin on her face though she couldn’t fathom why. Millenia was still pissed, and it showed in the way she glared at her partner before looking away with a huff.

“Ay… Millenia.” The pulsian attempted to get her attention, and even lifted a hand to rest on the other woman’s shoulder. “Ya know… Ya didn’t have to kill hi—” She was cut off by Millenia, who’s voice was filled with anger, but also an underlying tinge of hurt. “You’re mine! Those pigs have no right touching you, Fang!” 

The huntress was taken back by the display, but was quick in giving Millenia an apologetic look. “I know, I know.. ‘m jus’ used to it. It doesn’t bother me, really.” The red head’s nose crinkled at Fang’s words, not truly believing them. “Well I don’t like it!” 

As they continued bickering back and forth, neither of them had taken notice of the other previous guy who had been at the bar counter hanging all over Fang. A rough hand grabbed at Millenia’s waist, and she was pulled into his arms without warning. “Heeeyyyy… You’re one helluva firecracker, you know that? ..Betcha even better in bed, ehehe—” And that was when he was promptly the exact moment the brunette’s fist smashed into his jaw, sending him flying backwards. She cracked her knuckles, glaring all kinds of death at the man as she stepped towards him. Millenia on the other hand had all her anger washed away at the possessive display, and attached herself to Fang’s side while giggling in a silky tone - though is sounded rather… Sinister.