<div class="floatleft">(http://i42.tinypic.com/2isgklj.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><em>Anna Bell Coriander</em></span><br/>Just South-East of the Tower Camp<br/>Day one - (Sc-Gi)<br/><strong>tagged</strong>: Beraias Suichin</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Bell let the axe go, and delivered it to the floor of the forest, allowing it to break another series of twigs. "Well, Suichin, demon hunter. My name is Coriander. You can call me Bell, I hunt demon as well. Although I'm probably better at it then you are." She straightened her back and removed the hood. Her face was a glowing anger. Her eyebrows were pinned into the shape of a thrown dagger, downward, striking, direct, and bothered. The hard pinch in her cheeks would make note of a clenched jaw. Her lips were pursed, her eyes were narrow and riddled with inspection.<br/><br/>Bell loosened her sleeves and unlatched a hook underneath her arm, her hooded garment fell to the ground, revealing her shoulders and extravagant chest. The shirt that she had also exposed was thin and did little to hide the shape of her body. She knew that she would either have to seduce this man into tolerance, or intimidate him into retreat, the removal of the jacket implied each of those intentions evenly. "You're only seventy six paces out of a Camp full of Anders' guards. If it's not me, in no time, it will be one of them on patrol. Now don't get me wrong, you and I are on the same team, but if you're looking to be un-bothered," Bell was about to make her point now, and she raised her voice, gesturing to the west, commanding Suichin to follow her advice. "You really should consider getting a house in the camp."<br/><br/>Her voice lowered again, now concerned with explaining herself. Bell had a busy mouth when she was irritated. It did her well, her wisdom and wit had rarely been matched by any of her counterparts. "Look. I need fire wood. You were next to a tree." Her head cocked back and forth, a crackled in her throat could not force itself away. She was getting angry. "Need I explain to you... how childish you appear."