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CC chuckled as she watched the woman get up and head for a door. She couldn't see from where she stood, but she figured it was more than likely a bathroom as no-one called out and tried to throw her out. A few minutes later, she emerged with a smirk on her face and not a mark on her. CC knew that her power had worked, as she felt a little more.... empty than she had before she'd tried to cast the power. Which meant that the woman must have healed herself - which meant she'd used her own powers. So, what else could she do to try and 'out' the woman in either way. Either, bringing her out of the cafe, or making her break the masquerade further.

She was lucky enough to have the power that helped her to avoid suspicion if she used her powers in front of folks, and the experience at looking sweet and innocent when needed to really sell it properly. So she wasn't too worried herself. She just wondered how large 'The Idiot's' power reserves were and who would run out of magic first before hands were forced. And when she thought about forcing hands, she couldn't help but grin massively at the idea that came to her.

Glancing through the window, she tried to count how many people were in the cafe and on the street outside. She counted at least 10 that she could see, with maybe more in the kitchen. Once more, she reached for her power and shaped it into rage and hatred, almost a vigilante shaped ball of power, and then sent it to every single human in the vicinity. Mob rule was a power she'd only used once before, when there'd only been a single human around and she'd been quite happy with the results. So now, with at least 10 humans around - she couldn't wait to see how it would work and how 'the Idiot' would respond.

After all, an all out massacre would not be the best idea if she was someone who wanted to keep the masquerade and who had only slipped up. If she didn't care about the masquerade, well, then she'd only make things a hell of a lot worse for herself. And CC couldn't wait to see how it all played out as she watched the faces of the humans change and become enraged as they turned one by one towards 'The Idiot' and approached with violence driving them forwards.

"****!"

She mumbled to herself as a police car drove by and stopped, obviously picking up on what was going on inside of the cafe - or possibly having been called by someone within. The last thing she'd wanted was to make the whole situation worse - masquerade wise. Well, it wasn't her who was in the **** here. It was just 'The Idiot' who was getting into a worse and worse situation - and it made CC smile. She was perfectly innocent, standing here across the road. She'd even moved to stand by a bus stop to give her a reason for lounging there and looking on, as opposed to standing there and looking like some sort of creepy stalker thing. Besides, if 'The Idiot' had just come out of the shop before and faced her, then none of this would be happening. They could have had a nice little chat and sorted **** out. Instead, she'd gone and tried to hide herself away and had taunted CC from where she thought she was safe.

As CC half watched what was happening in the cafe, her mind wandered to Lorelai and she wondered what she was doing right now. Things hadn't really gone too well when she'd returned, and she half wished that she'd have left it another night or two before she had gone home. It was just that a part of her had desperately wanted to see her, to make sure she was still alive. With her killed, and Leo killed too - she'd had no idea if Lorelai had survived or not. She hadn't been ready though, and she hadn't yet surpressed the more feral side of herself enough to be able to show Lorelai any sort of affection. She could see that it had hurt the woman, but there was nothing she could do about it and couldn't understand what was wrong or how to fix it. Now, the day after, she was beginning to see it and understand it - and she knew that she had an apology to make. However, it wouldn't be tonight. She still wasn't ready and would probably have only made things worse.

A loud noise snapped her attention back to the cafe, and she realised she'd not been watching at all, and had simply been staring into nothing and totally lost in her thoughts.

"So then.... what are you up to Idiot?"

She muttered, looking around at the faces around her and across the street in the cafe, trying to work out what had happened in the last couple of minutes.

As CC spotted the crowd of humans, seemingly focussing on something on the gound near their feet - she chuckled. The policeman was walking into the cafe and then, then the ground began to shake and rumble and she couldn't help but laugh. She knew this feeling, she knew what was happening - The Idiot had used quake to try and get rid of some of the humans. It was working as well, most of the were ducking and running for cover, trying to escape the earthquake that was so localised. She had to wonder why people never realised how localised the quakes were, that there was no rhyme or reason for them - other than something supernatural. But it was whatever. Folks were idiots.

The policeman however, hadn't run away and seemed to be questioning what she presumed was the woman - as she still couldn't see her.That was, until a really weird look came across the man's face,as if he'd been hypnotised or something. CC watched curiously as, in a daze, he turned and left the cafe and walked over towards her. This was new she thought. She thought back over her time as a vampire, and didn't think she'd ever seen anything like that before - so she needed to find out what it was and made a mental note to ask Pru next time she saw her.

"You call us?"
"Me? No."
"You didn't call to report the disturbance over there?"
"Nope"
"Well, why not? It's your civic duty to help others in need, and if you saw that woman being beaten - why didn't you call for help."
"Because I got here seconds before you did officer. By the time I'd noticed what was going on in the cafe - you'd already pulled up. I was just too busy working out if I'd missed my bus or not."

A smile crept onto her lips as she played the perfectly innocent act, even adding in a dash of the ditzy female into the mix too.

"You see, these timetables are all just soooo confusing. I mean, look at all the routes and numbers and destinations. I get lost so often!"

A giggle and a flutter of her eyelashes and the policeman was smiling and explaining the timetables to her. She nodded her head along with him, made the right noises in the right places, giggled at his bad jokes and attempts at flirting and was just an all round perfect example of 'human female'. So much so, that he gave her his card as he left, telling her to call him if she ever got lost or needed help, and he'd come to 'save' her. After that, he headed back to his car - thinking everything was fine - and drove back to the station to make his report. Though, the further away from the scene he got, the more confused he was about what to put into his report exactly.

She looked back to the cafe and found Idiot was back in her chair, watching with interest and grinning. CC grinned back in return, and even chuckled. She figured that the Idiot had probably paid for her mistake and masquerade violation - but she didn't want to leave her quite yet. Not without something to actually remember her by. So there was one more trick up her sleeve. This power, she wasn't so well versed in, and had only practised it a couple of times. But the results had always been MORE than satisfactory.

Once more she reached for her power. Closing hr eyes, she reached into that well and imagined her power like an actual, physical thing. She sectioned off a portion of it and drew it out from her core and into her mind where she began to shape it and give it purpose. Once it was shaped into a nightmare of an illusion, she concentrated and sent it out towards the woman and watched as it wrapped itself around her mind. CC knew that the illusion she'd be seeing was of CC, but as her demon self. Marzanna freed from her human shell and let loose. Idiot wouldn't know that it was simply an illusion - she didn't think, as that was how the power worked - and would simply see this demon coming for her, attacking her and persuading her mind that real and physical harm had come to her.

Chuckling, CC waited to see how Idiot would take it, and how she'd deal with it, because it should be quite a show to watch!

CC chuckled as the woman seemed to duck and lifted her arm up to fend off the demon she'd sent after her, in the woman's mind. She had no idea that Idiot had seen it as a voodoo doll, but that's certainly not the image that she'd intended to send. She'd tried to send a demon, herself if you believed how she'd been brought up, of death and destruction. The demon of winter and pestilence who was a horrifying vision to behold in her true and natural form. However, all CC knew was that it had worked - from the way the woman was behaving as she got up again and looked around. CC decided that she was done toying with the woman, that she had paid for her breaking of the masquerade. Especially as, when she pulled out her phone and checked 'the list', she couldn't see any new names on there from when she'd looked last.

She pushed off from the bus stop pole she'd been leaning against, and began a slow walk away while humming to herself. She walked across the road, planning on saying something to the woman, a warning of some sort probably - and had to do a bit of a hop and a step to avoid being hit by a car. But it was nothing out of the ordinary, the car just tooted and continued on it's way, cursing pedestrians. She walked up to the cafe, her eyes on The Idiot at all times, opened the door and then tried to walk through - and couldn't. She raised an eyebrow, and leant against the doorframe to try and play it off as nothing. However, one leg continued to test out the invisible barrier before her curiously as it was the first time she'd come across anything like it in a pubic space. There was only one thing to explain it. The Idiot had done it.

She grinned and removed a business card from her bra and tossed it to the woman, looking around to make sure there was no-one within hearing range and then whispered - knowing the other vampire would hear.

"You're lucky I don't believe in guns. Cause as far as I'm aware - your little barrier wouldn't stop me shooting a bullet at you. Not when my business card can reach you."

She nodded to the card that was lying on the floor, not too far away from the woman's feet and grinned.

"Come see me sometime when you're brave enough to actually face me eh?"

And then she just laughed and stretched, showing off her taught and muscular body.

And finishing her stretch, she turned on her larger than average heels and clipped off into the night. She felt a little, frustrated in a way that most others would only experience in a sexual manner, when their partner had failed to satisfy them and they were just waiting for them to fall asleep so they could finish themselves off. She'd been all ready for violence, wound tight and lusting after the look and feel of flesh as it parted and the red or black rivers ran free, loosed from the behind the dam that was the skin. She had been denied her satisfaction and she could feel her disappointment, writhing under her skin like a thousand earthworms trying to break free. A shiver ran through her body as she walked along, and she knew she needed to find someone or something to hurt.

Something in her hadn't been right since the night before. Something had changed. And she didn't know what, and just couldn't put her finger on it. She'd returned from the shadows, and had killed without care upon her return, feasting on the blood of all those that fell before her blade. However, ever since then - something had remained with her, something she just couldn't shake. Something was lingering within her and she knew for a fact that it couldn't be guilt, for she never felt guilty when it came to indulging in the more carnal pleasures of the world. However, whatever it was, was throwing her off kilter and she didn't appreciate it.

She would try to find Pru - Pru always seemed off balance these days, and so maybe she would have an insight into whatever the **** was wrong with her. Besides which, she wanted to see the woman. It was another thing she couldn't quite put her finger on, but she suspected it was respect and friendship she felt for the woman. Both emotions were pretty much unknown to her, which was why she wasn't entirely sure what to call it. And if she were really honest with herself, she would have admitted that she had actually missed her - and just wanted to spend some time with her. Though of course, that sentiment could never, ever, ever be expressed. Not only could CC not admit to it, but Pru wouldn't want to hear it either. They were such an odd pair!

The door opened and she lifted her head, her brow arched nearly to her hairline as she watched the woman try to test the barrier that held her out. It was actually amusing to watch the woman as she did that. And then she reached into her harlot bra and pulled out a card, it was at that time that she relaxed back, her head shaking minutely in disbelief but it was what she said after that that made her roll her eyes. She didn't believe in guns, well good for her. Ursa, while she wasn't the best with guns, did believe that you needed a time to hold back certain things. Things like a harlot with a stick up her *** about something. Ursa didn't fall for the woman's bait. No matter how much the woman called her a coward, she wasn't going to be the one to make a move and break the law of their kind. She just sat there, watching the woman until finally the ***** turned and started to walk away.

After about 3 minutes, Ursa pulled her phone from her pocket and looked at the time. It was close to dawn but she didn't want to stay in this place. No. She wanted to get to a place where she knew she would be safe for the day and she could go about conjuring spirits so that she could heal herself. She glanced around and once again headed for the bathroom, only before she left she grabbed her things. When she got into a stall, closing the door behind her, she sent a text to Jesse, tapped out of anima for the day she would need him to summon her, hopefully the Larch court where she knew that at least he and Grey would be home. Probably even Abi and if she was lucky Renee and/or Paige. She would need some girly talk time for sure.

She leaned against the door and waited until she felt that pull. That pull that tugged her through some unknown. Hopefully, when she opened her eyes, she would be in the family home and she could go about doing what she needed to do and getting the blood she needed to heal and rest.