<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v140/Lockepick/Character%20Pictures/black-and-white-long-sleeves-gothic-wedding-dress_zps290d0ec7.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Vivianne Ward (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=863136)<br/><strong>HP</strong>: 76 / 76<br/><div align="center">Effects:<em>See Invis</em></div><hr/></div><br/>Vivianne's eyes scanned around the room to survey the tension she had unintentionally caused. There was some relief, it meant she didn't have to play games, there was no long con necessary. She would have given a large exhale, if the habit hadn't left her a long time ago. Anybody curious or terrified enough to look at the pretty pale face under that delicate hat would get a demure smile, and a predatory glint in her eyes that only they would see. It's possible they'd never even have to deal with the consequences of her grip, but it was always good to have an escape plan.<br/><br/>The sight of the other vampire was curious. Vivianne hadn't dealt with any of them since she had freed herself from her own regent. The existence of somebody with an obvious distaste for vampires in the same place as another vampire certainly raised questions. The sight of the armored woman, stronger than even the other sailors, also caught Vivianne's eye, but there hadn't been any obvious allegiances coming from her. She once again looked towards the 'Hunter,' giving one more once over, a slight nod of her head acknowledging him, even if the gesture was hollow.<br/><br/>She turned back to the bar itself, raising a gloved hand up. When that wasn't enough social pressure to make the bartender acknowledge her, she made her needs verbal. Her voice was a warm lilt, at the same time it was stern. She spoke only loud enough for the bartender to hear, but with his distance, she didn't seem concerned with anybody else at the bar overhearing her, "Whether or not I actually intend to do anything malicious... I think it would be in your interest to see that I leave as quickly as possible, no?" She adjusted her stance, painted lips in a smile, "I'm just looking for information, and then I'll leave. You get to be the hero who chased off the big bad." She kept her placement, waiting to see the barkeeps reaction.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mechanics</div><div class="spoiler_body">Trying to find up to three people who are looking at me long enough to make eye contact, and throwing a 'Dominate' at them. Will Save vs 19 to resist. <br/>Switching to a quick "Detect Good' to make see if the 'Hunter' is, in fact, good-aligned. <br/></div></div>