The four daimons stood there and bickered back and forth as to who would be next at her mercy. "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Look, fellas, I don't have all night to listen to you sit here and argue. I'd like to get back to my walk with my friend if you don't mind</span></b>",Vixaria twirled her blades as she stared at the four. One finally stepping forwards and snarling at her, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">tonight, you die bitch.</span></b>" "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Ohh, well, aren't you a spicy one. Like my men with a little feistiness to them</span></b>", the two circled for a moment before the daimon rushed her. She caught him with the hilt of her blade to the nose as he didn't defend his face. Leaving everything wide open for her to go in. A small click sounded as she pressed her heel down and the small blade extended from her boot. Twirling with a roundhouse kick to the daimon's head, she connected with his temple. The body turning to ash, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">no one calls me a bitch.</span></b>"<br/><br/>Turning around on her heel, another silent click retracted the blade back into her boot. Vixaria's eyes blazed with anger now. The two more cowardly daimons began to run down the alley, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Ohh I'll be damned.</span></b>" Pulling two smaller blades from inside her jacket she nailed each dagger into the back of a running daimon. Their body exploding into dust. Now their ringleader was the only one left, her eyes fell to the two blondes, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">get the hell out of here.</span></b>" The pair got up and ran off. Cobalt eyes trained back onto the last daimon, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">you guys really, and I do mean really, try my patience.</span></b>" He to began to run, Vixaria took after him and caught him rather quickly. Going low, she tripped his feet out from under him.<br/><br/>The daimon squirmed and tried to get away, only to back himself up against a wall. "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">Please, let me li--</span></b>", his pleading words cut short as Vixaria beheaded the being. Blood splattered onto her, turning her head quickly as to not get it all over her face before the body turned to ash. Putting her blades away. Pulling the handkerchief from her pocket Vixaria headed back towards Aaron, "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">well, that was fun.</span></b>" Her tone sarcastic as she wiped away the blood. Stopping for a moment as she picked up the smaller daggers and returning them to their holsters on her hips. Vixaria stopped in front of Aaron,"<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000"> sorry I didn't tag you in, was having a bit to much fun.</span></b>" Finally getting all the blood from her face she put the handkerchief back in her pocket. Looking at her watch the night was still young, already she needed another coffee. "<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b30000">Why do I get the feeling we will be having calls like that all night</span></b>", she questioned aloud.