Another bout of violence broke out when Maricza was on the other side of the massive central bonfire. This time a group of boys had a girl with a rainbow pin at knife-point. They'd crossed the line of bad decisions into the realm of unforgivable ones. They seemed mere moments from gang raping the poor girl.<br/><br/>It was her job tonight to keep these kids safe, so she made every effort to 'swim' through the crowd. Unfortunately the way it writhed so unpredictably, she was unable to even rely on her superior speed and reflexes to make it across the clearing in time - she didn't want to risk standing out too much. So while she could see the whole situation unfold, by the time she reached the altercation it was already handled. A strange phenomenon. It wasn't like crowds to behave so... Altruistically. Still it was a relief that someone else had been able to intervene.<br/><br/>The smell of dust was stronger now than before. The girl in black was the same girl she'd noticed earlier. She had to be. Sure enough, she introduced herself as 'slayer' before Maricza even had to question whether it was her. If her heart still could beat, it would be keeping a panicked tempo right about now. Luckily, the slayer was soon locked in a distracting kiss with the girl she'd just saved. Hopefully she hadn't noticed Maricza yet.<br/><br/>Another man soon joined the small group that had been directly involved and a flash of recognition filled her head. For some reason he reminded her time in Hungary and of the clan of vampires she'd taken down in that country not very long ago. Certainly he was no vampire, but she couldn't help but feel he seemed familiar from that time - Was he the one that... Perhaps, yes? It was a question she would have to try to answer another time.<br/><br/>Maricza managed to keep her wits about her and pulled out a few disposable zip cuffs - one for each of the floored assailants. Despite her proximity to someone who could quite possibly kill her within moments, she addressed the small group gathered closest to the unconscious perpetrators. She kept her voice low, because it was not her intent to stop the party. She flashed a badge to each of them in turn and pronounced her name slowly for them, "Sorry to interrupt. 'Mah-reets-zah' Zupan. Sheriff's Liaison. Would any of you like to submit a statement regarding the assault?" She would begin to feign checking the boys for vitals and cuffing them one by one as she spoke. One or two of them already stirred, groaning in pain. In reality she didn't need to check if they were going to be alright, she could hear the sound of their rushing blood already.<br/><br/>She would need every ounce of her willpower tonight.<br/>