Janna was just about to ask what the heck was going on.  Really, truly she was.  All the good will, of course, is probably forgotten when she turns sharply toward the duo whose arrival was granted through the poorly understood winds of magic.  Their entrance at stage right was given away by the warning tremors of her magical sword, an item whose purpose was to give an extra edge to an already alert woman of the blade.<br/><br/>"Demmy!"  No, she is not looking at the priestess whose identity is still very much a secret.  No, she's all eyes for the purple and tail having lass who is unmistakably of demonic heritage.  Planting off her back foot, her charge coincides nearly milliseconds after Aya's first note, an unfortunately maudlin tone.  She really needs something you can dance to when doing less-than-astute actions.<br/><br/>Still, no one can deny her effectiveness and unless someone shows remarkable speed and foresight-- the larger pirate lass will slam into the rogue and pin her against the wall, axe to her throat.  "Thinkin' -ah- be a sweet target, neh?  Shoulda comin' hot an' ready."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>