[h1][color=purple][center]Vivian[/center][/color][/h1]

Vivian was livid as Hana walked away. She fumed silently for a minute before her rage boiled over, drawing her sword and striking out at the nearest inanimate object, slicing the table clean in two and kicking both halves across the room in opposite directions.

[color=purple]"Oh, I'll slice her to bits! She'll get the 'honorable' end of my sword, that's what she'll get. I'll... I'll..."[/color] She continued to mutter ever more creative threats and insults as she stalked toward the nearest tankard, owned or not, and drank down the contents in one go, her sword still in hand. 

[color=purple]"How about you, Scales?"[/color] She said suddenly, turning and pointing her sword at Matisuki. [color=purple]"You wanna go a round, or do you want to brush me off too, like some kind of annoying bug? Eh?"[/color]