<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>Scarlett Steel (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=169361.msg7948123#msg7948123)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Woods<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>With the way Alexis always spoke about the slayer, she's not sure it's worth it to pick out any majors, she's probably going to die within the next couple of years anyway, why put effort into something if it's only going to get ripped away from her?  Although, there's a pang in her stomach, a lot of the other kids here might not make it either.  At least she knows what's coming and can prepare for it, she even has super powers to help herself out.  Of course, she doesn't exactly have the convenience of running away when a vampire attacks, and knows well that they're a lot smarter than animals about hunting, at least...most of the time.  There are your dumb as a box of rocks vampires, but they don't tend to last long.<br/><br/>She's propped a foot up on the tree behind her, letting it rest there, which also gives off that she's relaxing.  Truth is, she's chosen this tree for a number of reasons.  It's big, no one is going to sneak up behind her very easily, not without coming around the tree, and by that time she'll be able to see them with her sweeping gaze.  Second is that because it is a big tree she can shove off of it with that foot, bent at the knee, placing the heel and ball of her foot against it, she'll be able to launch into action if a vampire is dumb enough to attack the crowd.  She does have one stake in her jacket sleeve just in case, though her bag is nearby with her thigh holsters for her stakes and a number of other goodies.  A lock that she can break off if it becomes necessary.<br/><br/>Simon seems to have picked up on it, that she's doing a little more than sitting against a tree and chatting.  He's probably taught to do much the same with his training.  She's noticed him checking her out a couple of times, and she's flashed him a smile after big-dumb-and-jock left to get her that drink.  He's not bad looking, and she gives a nod to the drunk girl wandering up to him just before she announces herself.  A small flitting smile pulls at the corners of her lips, making her almost wonder if he didn't pay her to do that.  Basically shout out his resume to potential girlfriends and also that he is single.<br/><br/>It works though, Scarlett finds herself imagining what it might be like to be a normal girl, go over and hit on him, or at least throw a few inviting smiles his way to invite him over to talk to her. As is she tears her eyes away and resumes scanning the crowd, looking for anyone that just doesn't<i>fit</i>.  Sometimes she wishes she finished that training with Alexis, where she honed her vampire-sense.  Although most times you can catch one just by common sense.  A fashion mistake, a string of words that are from a decade or more ago.  Granted in that way she still has to follow and wait for the attack, it could be someone with just a really bad fashion sense or trying to bring the nineties back.<br/><br/>When Fortula comes up from her side on one of her sweeps, she'll be able to catch Scarlett's thighs tensing in the body-hugging black leather pants. "Ah, thanks." She pushes the stake back up her sleeve, it'd only come out a centimeter or so, but she'd been ready to launch into stabbing the girl through with it.  "Don't sneak up on a girl like that." She laughs a little.  A smile hits her lips as she looks up at the taller girl...with bigger boobs.  Honestly, it's something she's only occasionally jealous of.  Having big boobs would be a terrible distraction while fighting vampires.  Not that she has tiny breasts herself, her miracle bra gives her a nice 34C look with ample cleavage, something that right now her jacket is hiding, but as soon as she goes to taking that jacket off, her leather bodysuit accentuates...that and the generous curve of her ass.<br/><br/>Though right now they can see that plenty well anyway.  She takes the drink, noticing the popped top from it already and...holds it near her, without actually taking a sip.  She's a little wary of drinks given to her that are already opened.  Even if it's a girl.  "Thanks for the drink, I'm really not all that thirst though." She could maybe go for some water, but she's far from dehydrated.  She notes the rainbow pin, wondering if this girl supports gay rights or is gay herself.  Scarlett can't say she's gay, but she also can't say that she's not at least interested in having a fling.  Although that would require getting close to someone, close enough to let her guard down.  Scarlett isn't about to let anyone close again.<br/><br/>At least, not that close.  She realizes she's eye level with the girl's mouth, and that if she weren't wearing heels it'd be closer to her collar bone. Damn the girl is tall, of course, it doesn't help that Scarlett is a couple of inches below average height either.  Still her green eyes look up to meet Fortula's eyes.  Pretty face too, really rather stunning actually. "Enjoying the party?" She asks as a way to make small talk. Really it's a rather crappy question, but she'll lead into something more if the girl hangs around.  For now she's gone to using her ears to listen for screams, and occasionally darting her eyes around in case there's something to see.