[@fdeviant]

Drake smirked at Jaklo's orders, perhaps going out in this hellish weather would be worth it after all. The thought of an exciting battle between us and whatever was causing this blizzard grew to Drake's excitement. However his smirk momentarily faded when he saw the newcomer, before she spoke, he almost immediately assumed she was some sort of villain, however it soon became clear due to her coming from the portal and her words suggested she wasn't. However Drake didn't remember seeing her at the office, or any of his recent week days, could it be someone was more late then him?

After Cassandra finished her sentence, Drake grinned immensely at the attractive yet villain-looking teammate, well then again we do already have two vampires. "Good attitude, I think we'll get along great if you like bloodshed and burning things." I'd lower my helmet's face guard, my black and red knight-like armor giving some protection from the heavy falling snow, and Mathias's heat keeping me warm. As she came within the group, I would hold out my hand, though not for a handshake, the position was different for that. Moments later my hand would grow flames, as if my armored hand was constantly excreting burning oil, the flames would be burning off of my fingers and palm, to the edge of my wrist, the wind would constantly cause the fire to dwindle and lower a bit but it remained burning nonetheless, offering a good amount of warmth to each of the members within the proximity. "Drake Sigurd, honored to serve you m'lady." I gave a small bow feeling a chivalrous first impression would be best. I was tempted to question the choice of bringing a dress and high heels to the battle field, while it was amusing I suppose it didn't too much to care, however I couldn't help but tease. "I do have to say though, you trying to give your feet hell in those shoes?" I gave her a smirk beneath my helmet.

[@jasonwolf]

"So how exactly do we plan to find this mage sir, this blizzard makes it impossible to see a damn thing." I asked, keeping the flames on my arm steady enough, not to big or bright to attract attention nor strong enough so that it would exhaust much of my energy, just enough to keep us mildly warm and keep the snow from building up beneath us.