<div class="floatleft">(http://0.tqn.com/d/movies/1/0/-/Z/Y/haywire-gina-carano7.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maricza Zupan (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169361.msg7955939#msg7955939)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Woods<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Scarlett, Open<br/><hr/><br/>As Maricza stood there sizing up the blonde across the clearing, the tension in the air became almost tangible as the blonde stared back at her. The two women spent moments sizing one another up. The vampire struggled with whether to calmly approach and attempt to explain or flee. She was broken from her thoughts by an angry cry from the left as a girl of maybe seventeen struggled to pull away from a college boy. The girl futilely kicked at his shins while he held her wrist. "No! You're drunk and I don't want to, Brant! Let go!" The girl's shout was loud enough to turn quite a few heads.<br/><br/>The boy was either too intoxicated or too horny to care what she said or that people were now watching. He continued to try to drag her away into the darkness. He sneered at her. "Jus shutup n give it up, Anne. Nobody likesa prude."<br/><br/>Maricza knew she would take a big risk in breaking eye contact with Scarlett, but she couldn't stand by and let a teenage girl get sexually assaulted either. So she gave Scarlett a soulful yet tormented look and resigned that she would help this girl no matter what. With one swift motion she crossed the space between her and the dueling couple and separated them. She kept a firm grip on the boy's wrist to allow the girl room to get away. She felt him struggle but she held him fast. Her voice was ever so slightly accented by a European twinge that was hard to place. "She told you no." She could hear his heart racing and blood pumping. To be so close and not partake, it was torture that she had taught herself to cope with.<br/><br/>Brant took a limp drunken swung at Maricza but it was easily avoided. A few more swings warranted a quick sweep of the knees courtesy of her boot that tumbled him to the ground. Resigning himself to the fact that he was in no condition to fight, the boy hissed at her. "Who da hell are youuuu anywayyy? This's none-a yer businesssss bitchhhh."<br/><br/>She was surprised at herself for even bothering to respond to his comment. "Maybe she's my sister. Furthermore, no one deserves to have a stupid - Well I'm loathe to call you a man - boy like you decide what to do with her body. You might say I have a deep personal problem with men who use force to get their way. So I suggest you leave before I break you." For emphasis, she twisted his wrist until she felt the joint straining against the sinew. The kid shouted for her to stop and she coolly released his arm without breaking it. "Leave my sight,<em>govno jedno</em>."<br/><br/>Once the boy had run off into the woods, a few bystanders broke into brief applause. The girl approached her to offer thanks. "Wow, you were kinda awesome... " She mumbled nervously, obviously shaken up. "Thanks..."<br/><br/>Maricza nodded but avoided looking straight at the girl, instead keeping her face turned away from the fire. "No problem. You should go home. You're shaking like a leaf."<br/><br/>The girl nodded and disappeared into the crowd.<br/><br/>Maricza touched a hand to her face to ensure none of her vampire visage was showing through. Once she confirmed that her face was fully human, she looked back towards the girl who smelled of Vampire dust. Maricza cast her a fearless glance, and instead of running, she paused, took a deep breath and nonchalantly continued her patrol. After all, maybe after two hundred years she was just getting tired of the same old<em>sranje</em>. Maybe she would welcome death if the slayer presented it to her tonight. Or maybe her damned gypsy intuition suggested that for once she'd finally run into a slayer who wasn't just going to stake first and ask questions later.