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Azana watched the man carefully, noting Angeles' apparent intimidation. Whoever this was...you definitely didn't want to be on his bad side. "I doubt you need to be told, but you can't fight in here, and she is not permitted to leave. Answers are all you're going to get."

Sosol made his way to the bar, keeping his distance from the man. Hadn't Angeles been through enough without having a rather powerful hunter staring her down? Azana's defense seemed surprising, but it was nothing less than the truth.

At Remy's request, he nodded and got to work, hoping things wouldn't get too explosive.

Remy watched carefully. Granted, he had no idea what had transpired, but at least they weren't wrecking the place, and had come to consensus.

Silence made Gren suspicious. He calmly walked to the top of the stairs to observe.

Gren blinked. This was new. Angeles being apprehensive of nearly anything wasn't a normal idea to him, especially by someone new.

He looked curiously at the new fellow. Painfully handsome, well, that's a good start. All in black, nice necklace, and such a presence,well, that explained her reaction. Still, all he was doing was standing. Vicious had twice the malice.

"Did I...come at a bad time?" he offered, politely confused.

Rem,y looked about. Who'd snicker at a time like this?

Sosol had just finished the drink when Angeles and the stranger headed for the stairs. He shook his head, looking to Remy and gesturing to the glass in offering. It shouldn't have to go to waste...

Azana watched the pair head for the stairs and took a seat, in no real hurry to involve herself in this business. She already had enough on her plate...she hadn't heard from Tyler in a few days, though that wasn't much of anything new. Stacy was keeping an eye on him...they'd be alright.

"You would get the same answer as everyone else," began Angeles and continued, "A woman came in threatening to blackmail a dear friend of mine. Rage took over and in a split second I decided that I was tired of all the thing happening to the people around me. I bit her and dragged her to the Valentine manor. I would make an example of myself and hinder any further negative actions against the people I cared about."

She inhaled and eyed D's left hand, "a group came and retrieved the woman and immediately the plans began to be set into motion. i needed an insider, one that could not be easily broken. I chose a telepath of a high caliber, one that could not easily be read. His mind alone was completely safe from any scrutiny.

"The insider did as I had asked, stirring the emotions of the people here against me, myself aiding in fueling the hatred with a few acts here and there. When all was prepared... my husband decided to take actions into his own hands and was swiftly killed. The decision was somehow reached that that night would be their night to attack.

"I stalled them using summons, but eventually they plowed their way inside. I isolated the son of the woman to attack me directly, selecting him to deliver the finishing blow as would be in accordance to righteous vengeance. Unfortunately it seems no one in here know how to kill me properly," the last part she growled slightly before adding in a whisper, "except you."

D listened without moving before blinking, "you're hiding something."

Gren huffed, brow furrowed. This stranger seemed to know better...and that was a good thing.

Remy sipped the drink cautiously. 'Thank you, Sosol.'

Angeles' eyes widened slightly at D's statement and took a step backwards up the stairs before his aura froze her in place. He lifted his left hand again to press to her forehead but she forced her arm to move and grabbed his wrist, forcing the hand away from her, breathing heavily and shakily again, staring horrified into his eyes though her brow was furrowed.

"Acting a bit guilty," said the disembodied voice and Angeles glowered and murmured, "I'm protecting someone else's memories."

D did not move but a looseness in the muscles of his arm allowed Angeles to let go and the hunter turned, "very well, I will return in the morning," he said and strode calmly to the door, seemingly uncaring about the people around him before slipping past it like a shadow.

Angeles stopped her breathing again before turning and walking up the stairs, "move," she ordered Gren leaving no room for argument as she pushed past him and to her room, shutting her door and locking it behind her.

((Internet's bugging and I'm having trouble keeping my eyes open. I should be on in the morning, not sure you all will be though.))