[@Demonic Angel]

So... of course he wanted it violent.  Oh well, as Evelyn always said, one ticket for the murder train coming right up.  With a smirk she stood from her chair, glaring daggers into the pirate's defying eyes peering back into hers.  Her eyes, it would seem as if the little swashbuckler was gazing into mouth of Hell itself, as they glowed with a vicious flame sent forth to scorch her everlasting soul towards damnation eternal.  She licked her lips with anticipation of the fight, just as he drew his dagger. Mortals and their puny weapons.  Who needed cold steel when you had the powers of the damned at your very fingertips?  Evelyn raised her had, balling it into a fist, then suddenly....fire engulfed it, searing black and red flames dancing like hobgoblins about her fingertips, her eyes glowing ever brighter with such feral intensity.  [color=ed1c24]"Oh... I cannot wait to feast on your heart you little punk!"[/color]