<div class="floatleft">(http://i1000.photobucket.com/albums/af130/ViciousTeddyBear/Shards/Hayden%20Panettiere/20091104-hayden-panettiere-jimmy-choo-shoes-030.jpg:original)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Slayer (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169361.msg7948123#msg7948123)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Woods<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Idiots 1-4, Fortula, Maricza-ish, Simon<br/><hr/><br/>Scarlett gets a front row seat to the guy and the seventeen year old girl.  She'd dropped that leg and started to slip around the tree when someone<i>else</i>intervenes.  That woman, the one she'd damn near pegged as a vampire stops it.  "What the fu'?" She nearly finds her jaw on the ground as the woman not only stops the activities from going down but stops before breaking the guy's wrist.  Either she's an incredibly cunning vampire...or she's....  Scarlett doesn't know.  She thought she might be wrong about it all, some second slayer perhaps?  But then she's turning away, keeping her face in shadow and feeling it.  Some might assume feeling her sinuses, keeping a migraine at bay, but Scarlett...no she's checking for the bumpy-facedness of a vampire.<br/><br/>She lets the stake in her sleeve slip down to her hand again when something else grabs her attention, Fortula coming back with the whole freaking case of cokes.  Her lips quirk up but then there again are some idiots, numbered one through four in a quick assessment of the leader and his cronies, and they go from words to action pretty quick.  As soon as the knife is flicked out, she's in motion.  Though the only one likely to have a vantage point on her disappearing act is Simon.  It's nothing fancy, simply slipping around the other side of the tree and probably not quite meeting up to Simon's expectations of what he wanted her to be.<br/><br/>The tree provides more than something to lean against, in fact she slips around to the shadow which casts her in a near perfect blackness.  Her  leather jacket is unzipped and is peeled away from her bare shoulders and arms.  She reaches her bag in record time, pulling the mask out, slipping it over her features, the skin-tight domino mask doesn't do a whole lot, but at the same time it does keep people guessing.  It's likely that the mask won't completely fool Simon or Fortula that had seen her for long periods before that, but others would rationalize it away, hell even they might do the same thing.<br/><br/>The domino mask secured to her face (takes maybe a couple of seconds, and the leather jacket tucked away, she quickly straps the wooden stakes onto one thigh, silver stakes/crosses onto the other, with a few straps and premade holsters for such a thing, and then she's pulling her hair up into a fast and messy ponytail.  And then...she's up and off again.<br/><br/>When she comes back into sight again she finds Simon dispatching the first guy that was cutting away Fortula's dress.  She comes out of the darkness at super speeds.  There's  silver zipper that's half undone on the black, sleeveless, leather catsuit showing plenty of her creamy cleavage.  Especially with the cross as the charm on the zipper.  Normally she'd have one of the stakes out, ready to stab a vampire, right now she doesn't.  She instead stops behind them and shouts at them.<br/><br/>"Hey boys!" She pops her hips to one side and wait for them to look at her tits. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" That...does not work here, she's tiny.  And yet they don't have time to respond by the time she closes the distance, grabs the two newly brandished knives, kicks one in the stomach, then the head before he can double over, knocking him out. She yanks the other towards her with strength she shouldn't rightly have, driving her elbow into his solar plexus to knock the wind from him, she drives her knee into his crotch.  As he doubles over she grabs his head with her now free-hand (since the other guy is out cold) and drops to the ground, driving his face into the top of her head.  The last guy, just takes a boot to the face as he comes at her, and drops to the ground.  In the time it took Simon to take out the leader,  Slayer had taken out three.<br/><br/>And she doesn't appear to be winded.  Her eyes find Simon. "Thanks." She flashes him a smile.  Yes, she's quite different indeed.  "Are you okay, miss?" she then turns to Fortula, acting every bit like the superheroine that she's now dressed up as.  She's looking to see if Fortula recognizes her or not.  If not, then she's fine, if so, she may well have to tell her to hush before giving her away.<i>My god if that didn't rile me though.  I hope that guy doesn't think I'm gay for checking on this girl like this.</i>In that vain she does glance back to Simon...he seemed earlier to have been approaching her...