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Vladimir watches the two women. Crossing his arms clearly not letting himself fall for it a second time. Though he doesnt stop them for going all over him. He briefly thinks of how he will handle this...after all he hates fighting women...not that they can't fight its just he wants to protect them not hurt them. Probably due to back when he....best not to go there. Unfortunately he allowed himself to get distracted enough to be grabbed. A growl escapes him before his eyes lock on the blue haired girl's. The metal cool against his head telling him that the metal he is weak against isn't there. 

Luckily his lean archer form of a body is bendy or being bent backwards this much would be extremely uncomfortable. "Getting rough are we ladies?" He sighs before his hand shoots out and grabs the hand in his hair. He squeezes until he feels the bones in her wrist start to move..not enough to break her wrist but enough to bruise it then lets go and stands once her grip is off of him. "Obviously you're not a caper...i know all of them" He then crosses his arms once more and stands there like a man who doesnt have two guns pointed at him. 

"As for talking about the three families...simple answer...no" He shrugs. "Customer confidentiality" He chuckles. "And i don't belong to one specific family." Well..he does now but admitting that could put Aries and his family into trouble...so he will never admit that. "Now you made contact...so scurry along now" He makes a shooing motion with his hands. "Go back to whatever hidey hole you came from" He had a suspicion as to where they came from...and was already memorizing their scents. Most likely he would follow them later. Follow them and say hi. As he moves the silver hoop glints in the dim lighting, a hoop signifying his lack of weakness to silver...and something personal to him that he never talks about...or tells a different story each time.