[h2] Sera Kennithson [/h2]

As the group all drank their beverages of choice Prism brought up the questionable sign outside,[color=0054a6]"There's no 'blood mage' here, is there?"How 'bout you, Jacket? You've been very shifty there. Not a blood mage, are you?"[/color]
[color=8dc73f]"I don't think anyone here is a blood mage. If they went through the trouble of putting a sign up, they probably have some way to sense blood magic."[/color] John quickly interjected. 

Suddenly someone new popped into existence - quite literally - someone tall, with pink hair and blue eyes, deciding to join in with the conversation that had started, "True, blood magic sounds interesting. I'll have to start learning it at some point, if it's seemingly taboo that probably means it's pretty strong, huh?" he said openly - or maybe it was to himself. Had been been following them unseen all this time? Invisible? Or had he watched from afar and teleported to them only now? Perhaps there another magical method he had used to achieve this?

Sera's reaction was quick, almost instinctively activating her magic which was a new feat to say the least, usually it required intensive concentration. The two knives she owned burst out of her bag and circled her coming to a floating rest pointed at the newcomer. Perhaps it was because she had already enchanted the two weapons? She would have to experiment with it later... [i]after[/i] she fixed the hole they had caused. What to do next didn't come so naturally, she sort of sat there for a moment or two. And then she threw what remained of her coffee over him, yelling [color=f7941d]"And who in the hell are you!"[/color] as she did so.