“They should be,” Anita muttered into her coffee cup as she gave up the machismo attitude and settled into the warmth of the dark roast. The animator was tired of unchecked vampires, killing humans with just a blink of the eye or the whim of their anger. Phillips face, bruised and bloodied was still just as sharp in her mind as the old vampire was to her right now. He died with a betrayed trust and she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. But she at least made sure that he was avenged, and it was done with out regret. Even her involvement with throwing down the insane dictatorship of that bitch and consequently putting Jean-Claude in charge. It was better to know your enemy, wasn’t it?
She lifted her brow at that, it wasn’t a new insult to her to call her nonintimidating. It was actually a compliment to hear, being the image of nonthreating and ‘petite’ probably gave her more cushion when dealing with the big shots. No one took her threats to heart, no one expected her to even attempt to kill them. And for Anita, well, that’s what made her one of the head honchos in town. Apart from being ruthless.
“Because she tried to kill me.”
Anita stared plainly at the vampires bottom eyelid, her finger tapping lightly on the ceramic cup. The animator wasn’t sure how much he knew about what happened in that cramped hole of a nest, and she was not going to be the one to drop the water on it. Snitches get stitches.
Axel wasn’t trying to insult or put the other in a foul mood, he had learnt enough already of which buttons to push and not to push with her. “Yes they should be scared of you, even more so seeing as you took out Nikolaos.” He said with a small smirk.
He placed his tea cup down once he had finished it and thought for a moment at her saying that the master vampire had tried to kill her. Sure he knew that Nikolaos had a temper and had needed from time to time be put in her place but he had not thought that one of their own would kill her or even team up with the executioner, as she tapped her cup he looked at her. “I need to know why she tried to kill you and why it mattered so much to Jean-Claude for him to kill one of his own. Was it so that he could become the master of the city?” Axel asked as he placed his hands on the table and watched her.
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