Black Thursday Group 17

[Wolffyn]

"This is not a good time or place to be rehearsing new acts for your club, Kira."

The redhead's voice was louder than she usually spoke, and it wasn't directed at her sister Misfit but at the bar at large. The Shadow, being extremely gifted musically, had a voice that could be heard plainly despite the storm raging outside if she choice to project it.

Wolffyn eyes watched the bartenders'; as his gaze shifted back and forth between the alluring blonde and the 'trained pet' that was actually Luffy. Who was another member of Wolffyn's extended family and so considered by her, to be under her protection.

The woman's normally vivid green eyes were jet black, although she didn't know it. They were mirror of Wolffyn's own animal form and a clear sign of her growing ire. The huge Killer should have known better, in the redhead's opinion, and as soon as they were all safe and sound Wolffyn planned to have a word with Wafa, Luffy's Sire.

The man behind the bar seemed unable to stop worrying about the animal however and Wolffyn couldn't blame him. An animal was an animal and belonged outside. Normally...

"I guess you can't leave.... your pet... outside in this though. But can you take him into the back room at least? Just in case he, you know... Has to answer the call of nature or something?"

Wolffyn's voice was still at a volume that anyone could hear, although this time when she spoke she was looking directly at Kira. More quietly, she added a few other meaningless words just for the sake of anyone listening; "Besides it smells" A subtle wink that only Kira could see gave away it was a joke.

Spade, Wolffyn continued to mostly ignore. A few of her trademark eyerolls were all she gave him until Kira had offered to help. With a simmering look, the redhead growled deeply but quietly but vampire ears alone and then offered help as well, begrudgingly.

"I can heal. Call spirits. Few other things. So long as it doesn't risk exposing us. Do anything that risks my family or our kind and I'll gut you."

The expressionless face of the small Shadow never waived once as she stared unblinkingly into Spade's eyes. And her voice was in a dull monotone as she made an offer of assistance and gave him a warning all in one quietly stated comment.