<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"> Scanning the vicinity again, she looked for anyone off by themselves, anyone she could talk to. She had seen the man in the white suit, and was half tempted to make her way over. She had taken a few steps when the disturbance stopped her.<br/><br/>As people spread out to avoid the black flames, and definitely the man who appeared from the flames, she raised a brow. Seeing his weapon aimed at the woman in a black strapless gown, she growled. How un-beautiful of him, had she wronged him?<br/><br/>Instincts taking over, she took off in a run. Coming up to a line of surprised people, she did a cartwheel using the momentum to push up and flip over the line of people. Sure, a little tacky, but it was quicker than pushing her way through or going around the people... and the quicker she could get over there, the quicker she could act upon her life's training. To protect any that were undeserving of being attacked. Also, it was the way Markien would have gone about it, so she would do so, too.<br/><br/>Landing, she turned to face the man. Gun aimed at him, she slowly moved to stand between him and the woman. "Not very beautiful of you, my good sir." She had an accent, sort of hard to place, but one that pointed out her fey heritage. "I doubt there is an issue between you and this beautiful lady. So I recommend you back off."<br/><br/>Right hand free, she reached over to give the woman a push back into the crowd, which had been slowly backing from her, not wanting to be shot by the man. She hoped the woman would get the idea to back away completely.<br/><br/>"I do not like the idea of a fight in such a lovely house, nor in front of innocent bystanders. If you do not concede to backing down, we could take it outside." A small smirk graced her gold colored lips. A good fight to protect a beautiful woman, that may be her chance to live up to her brother.<br/></span>