Marguerite
Catarina Tanner
Tonate Proper

The air was abuzz with a sort of contagious excitement and joy, which even Catarina, for all the grief she had experienced these past few years, was not immune to. The children did, however, spark a slight pang in her heart. The dark curls and sun-tanned skin reminded her so much of Mireli...

She shook her head, brushing such thoughts aside as she examined the goods in all the different stalls. Everything, even the more mundane things like fish stalls, seemed sparkly and new. The pastries were particularly enticing!

She let go of his arm and walked over to a baker, carefully selecting some sweet bread and a small tart. Returning to Val, she offered him some of the sweet bread he had been eyeing, saying, "A little indulgent snack to tide us over." The tart, however, she kept wholly for herself.
Christina
Cecilia Lyanah
Tonate Proper

She had no care for other's feelings, especially when they were evidently uncomfortable. If anything, she enjoyed the atmosphere she was able to create and thrived off the unease brought on by her general appearance. There was some strangeness to the boy that intrigued Cecilia, however she didn't care for when he began turning around to leave while dismissing her. Dropping her gaze towards the bucket he carried, she noticed the worm like creatures squirming against each other within the confined space, peaking her interest further. Rather than leaving him be to his slithering friends, the shifter stepped to his side with the intent to follow him. 

"You're strange. I bet you get told that often." When she spoke, her lips tightened into a grin. It was as if she found her own comment humorous. "Do you collect leeches often? I hear they suck." Again, she found herself amusing as she chuckled over the lame pun.
John
Puckgordon Snæch
Tonate Proper

He slowed down as she insisted on talking, and he glanced back, noticing her decision to follow him. He outwardly made a face of annoyance, sighing a little. "No, I am not told that often. Most of the time people are afraid to speak to me." He looked over. "I wish *You* Were." He said. 

He didn't seem phased by the nasty scar around her neck or her gloriously stupid pun. "I collect the leeches because I was sent to collect the leeches." He said stiffly, looking back to the road. He seemed more uncomfortable with her comfort level, as if he just wasn't used to people, especially *Girls*, doing anything other than walking the other direction. "What do you want?"
Christina
Cecilia Lyanah
Tonate Proper

Her lips pursed in an attempt to conceal her laughter when he mentioned fear, resulting in a stifled giggle. Not many people were able to install fear in Cecilia and the few who were able had likely shown they were a threat to her existence. The Paladins were a large example. King Bradai wasn't one of them however, instead she saw their attacks towards each other as a game. 

"Why would someone want you to collect leeches? That's just weird." She shrugged along with her question, knowing very little about the reasons they were used for. Reaching towards the locks of hair that splayed messily in her face, her fingers swept the strands behind her ears to prevent them from covering her eyes. Her hair annoyed her greatly, and she was tempted to find a blade to cut the locks out of annoyance. "I don't want anything, I'm just bored and have nothing better to do." 

Dropping her hand, She allowed her arms to dangle by her sides as she continued to follow the boy, occasionally glancing towards the snake who was minding its own business unlike her. Cecilia was tempted to poke it like an annoying child to see if it would attack her if it was disturbed enough. Fortunately for the reptile, the shifter decided against it. "So where are you heading?"
John
Puck
Tonate Proper

Puck was getting a little lore uncomfortable now, turning to look at her with a narrow expression. "Leeches are used to pull diseases out of blood. Doctors use 'em." He said. He then immediately regretted not biting at her face right then! What was wrong with him? Were 50 lashings really enough to tame Puckgordon the beast? He sighed through his nose, shaking his head a little. 

The pretty boy was easily coming to his wit's end with this woman already. And he hated to think it, but she was even a little pretty? In her own way? Puck felt confusion, and he looked off.

"Oh, where am I headed? It's a lovely little place called *Fuck Off*. Heard of it?" He said sarcastically. "My business has nothing to do with you." He said a little quieter, justifying his outburst.
Christina
Cecilia Lyanah
Tonate Proper

"Interesting." In her mind, she thought of it as such an odd thing to do. What human had come up with the idea? She has always seen leeches as pests, even though they kept their distance from her due to the toxicity of her blood, they never failed to latch themselves onto her prey. At times, the shifter would be too focused on her hunger to notice them until the bitter sour taste caught her attention, effectively ruining the taste of the meat. 

When the boy swore, Cecilia was pulled from her thoughts and rose both brows as she stared towards him. She was obviously getting on his nerves. However, she didn't bother ending the conversation and continued on as if he hadn't lashed out. 

"Fine, don't tell me. I'll find out eventually" She responded simply as her grin returned, knowing it would be possible for her to track him down by using his scent. Cecilia knew she sounded like a stalker with her comment but couldn't care any less about it. She wasn't seeking friendship. "How about your name? Is that *Fuck Off* As well?"