[center][url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/54366/posts/ooc?page=2#post-1671425]Vesperia[/url][/center]
This vortex of violet whirling around Vesperia only flourished when Lucatiel conjured a crystal line of defense. Vibrant almost blindingly bright butterflies slowly materialized, and proceeded to flutter jaggedly sharp wings around the horned dragon with vengeful purple eyes. They began whispering an only audible chant to their summoner urging her to utilize their corrupt force. 

[i]”Child or not, destroy the insolent cur. 

It does not respect you. 

It does not accept you.

No one does.” Cooed the inviting spirts that could only be heard by Vesperia.

“That…That’s not true, at least--not anymore. There may be someone.” Vesperia timidly fought back. 

“No, let us protect you.

Let us destroy it.” They seethed.[/i]

It was the gentle hand of Sealameet that soothed the dark flame and made her fight back against using such means. Momo’s hand on her other shoulder calmed the rest of any lingering unease. 

[i]“Enough!”[/i] She screamed internally at the spirits and forced the butterflies to shatter like broken pieces of glass.

The once purplish glow abruptly surrounding her body fell shimmering to the ground below where they were soaked into the floor. For now, they were gone. The destructive spirits that occasionally beckoned her would be at peace for at least a little while but would no doubt return. In the meantime she intertwined her hands, resting them against her chest like a prayer. Hoping that dreadful wailing the left headed dragon produced would disperse after an apology, and being given gifts it did not deserve. 

[b]“I apologize for my actions and will cause you no more grief.”[/b] She bowed a formal curtsy to both dragons including Sealameet's sister.

Her currently harmless state turned to leave after casting a vacant glance at the long haired male dragon that entered giving an un-requested opinion about humans. Deep down inside, sorry was an emotion she did not feel at that moment in the least. She had been treated exactly like this human had at the other tribe and clear as day those traumatic scars were still present. All those memories had left a deep seeded hatred for dragons or anyone who judged someone by appearance, magic, or species. How close minded they were and she refused to spend another moment around them. Before opening the door to head out another dragon entered the shop inquiring about Lucatiel. Vesperia blinked a few times at the crowd all gathered in the space and turned her attention to Momo and Sealameet who she spoke softly to.

[b]“For now, I’ll be outside if you need me.”[/b] A cheerless smile followed while trying to carry on a homey demeanor though these dragons probably would not buy it. 

Since Sealameet encouraged that no harm would fall Momo, she felt safe waiting near the establishment. Finding this situation best if she were to step outside and avoid further socialization least she really lose her temper, and destroy whatever friendship was left among Sealameet and Momo. Her back rested against the shop building. A long winded sigh escaped her while melancholy hues closed for a moment, taking in a light breeze that kissed exposed skin. Maybe coming here was not such a good idea after all but then she never would have met her two friends. Her heart ached because she felt saddened that they had deduced Momo to a troubling human whose only purpose was to be dragon food. Something else weighed her down too, she did not mean to disrespect Sealameet's sister. Could he ever forgive her?