Vixaria gave him a sly grin as he asked her what she had done, crossing her arms over her chest she spoke in a low tone, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">I got to close for his comfort, almost killed him. Though sadly one of his men recognized me and seized me on sight. Had a good cover going as an escort</span></b>." Raising her hands above her head, she stretched raising her tank top up as well to showcase her belly button ring. It was going to be a long night she had now guessed. Almost dying kinda made her just want to go home, but she had a job to do and being in bed wasn't it. Vixaria arched a brow as he answered her question of joining her for the patrol she was assigned tonight. A grin pulled at one side of her lips, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">well then I am glad to have you on my coattail then. Just don't be watching my backside so much you forget my front</span></b>." With a small laugh, she began to walk down the sidewalk.<br/><br/>Vixaria noted the way he looked at her, the way most people look at her. She kind of like it from this man, most of the time it would irritate her to no end. He surely was handsome, classically so. He was tall, dark, and well handsome. Not to mention the ink all over his skin, very nice touch. Her heels clicked with confident steps of their owner. Her hips swaying with each step. The wind picking up and tossing her hair about. Looking back over her shoulder she gave him a sly grin,"<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">coming?</span></b>" She began to walk again.