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[For a moment there's silence before the sound of a young woman humming can be heard. For anyone who may know a certain German Opera, it may sound familiar as it's accompanied by the sound of metal scraping against metal. Eventually that noise stops only to be replaced with the sound of a gun being cocked.

For several long moments there's the sound of silence only to have it broken by the sound of a musket shot immediately followed by the sound of two hits... from one shot. ]

It zeems I am a little rusty. I should have been able to get all five of zhose large moths.

[ooc: for those who are curious, this is what she's humming/singing under her breath. ]

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"And?" he said blandly, looking at her.

"I vould zay zhat I haf just cause in my action und haf not caused any lasting harm to anyone zhat vas not able to heal it."

She quirked an eyebrow at him as she smirked faintly.

"Other zhen zhat, I haf merely been testing zhe vaters und... testing my skills in zhis new land."

"Just behave yourself, Rip Van Winkle." he said, getting up and standing at the window, looking out at the beautiful night sky.

She watched him, eyes never leaving his form as he moved towards the window.

"I do not haf much of a choice now do I~? You haf me confined to zhis house unable to leave und you haf in your possession a veapon I desire for mein own protection.

I am but a zimple huntress zhat ist now at zhe mercy of zhe devil mein dear Zamiel. I am... veak compared to you."

Her eyes slipped past him to stare at the sky beyond. She felt silent for several long moments before speaking.

"Nights like zhis deserve to be enjoyed un yet, I am locked inzide like a pet."

"Never said you couldn't leave." he stated, looking at her, a grin showing off his teeth.

He was at it again. His usual mind games.

"Und let you hunt me again once I leave? I do not zhink zo."

Rip stared back at him, suppressing the shiver that ran down her spine from that grin. She remembered those teeth upon her flesh. A memory she would be hard pressed to forget.

She shook it off and stood up, hands resting on her hip as her nearly floor length hair danced around her in the moonlight.For a moment, she looked almost other worldly in the light before she stepped out of it. Warily she moved towards another window so she could see the night better. She had to admit, the moon looked beautiful. It almost made her want to sing and dance in the moonlight.

If her warden hadn't been sitting right there.

"I could leave und disappear from here. Yet no matter vere I go, you vill just bring me back."

"Don't like being the hunted?" he chuckled.

"Tch. Hardly."

She refused to look at him as she crossed her arms under her breasts. Her anger flaring a little but she managed to tame the flames for the moment.

"I vould rather do zhe hunting. It ist vat I do."

"Not anymore" he grinned, eyes returning to the musket.

A soft growl fell from her as she glared at him, her eyes flickering to the musket in his grasp.

"I vill find a vay, even it it ist hunting monsters along zhe vall. I vill hunt."