A heart of gold? Or a soul of silver? (Lucia)

If the girl was so concerned with what had happened to the brutally beaten young man she'd find a towering giant hulking over the body, the figure of Clay cracking his knuckles as he looked down with a cold visage without any inclination towards Alioth's position. At the monster's back there would be a giggling little sprite whom leaned against his torso without the slightest care in the world, her pixie demeanor would be doubly so envisioned by the nature of her apparel, a bright pink dress with matching heels. The sprite would twirl away from Clay with a bubbly skip, her hands dancing into her blond locks playing at the big pink bow atop her head before putting good distance between the pair.

"Tsk tsk, fighting like this does get old doesn't it?"

Lucia would clap bouncing back again getting closer towards where Alioth was positioned at the tables however her attention didn't seem to lock with the other girl her rendition was more pleasantly focused on her own mannerisms. Clasping her hands together like they had been dirtied she'd wipe them against her dress slowly posturing her rear on top of the desk that the girl had been sitting, her attention finally deadlocked with her eyes dead set on her apparel. "Don't you agree?" Lucia would gleam with a childish grin.

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Lucia would smile, her head cocked back and feet kicking lazily against the mismatched space between the table and the floor her feet left to dangle over the edge with no confidence of capture. Her right hand holstering a grip against the edge hoisting her upright but at a jaunting slouch, her left would be doing much of the same before casting itself upwards towards the girl. If she didn't react Lucia would run her hand through the girl's hair playing with a strand idly kneading the strands with a careful grip certain not to tug on it or give the girl impression that she'd fall to harm.

"Aren't you an adorable creature.." Lucia would speak up through pursed lips feeling quite content in her position, not subjugated to moral qualms or social niceties. "But you must, is that not why you shirk at this?"

Lucia would smirk letting her hand leave the girl's hair and lead a point to the injured fellow in the corner of the room left there to rot. The girl's hand would retreat again once Alioth's attention was directed and reach out for her chin to lightly hold her gaze in the direction. Confrontational Lucia was, however she never sought to dirty her own hands.

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She was soooooooo cute.

Lucia would clap childishly to herself retreating her hands back away from the meek girl having been illicitly intrigued by her now. She'd met her fair share of characters but none so precious as this cute little thing before her, she was perfect. Although mildly making a scene of herself having squeed before her, Lucia would compose herself and straighten up her features. Practiced palms running over the trim of her dress as she bounced up from her seat. With an animated twirl like some girl from an animated sailor moon montage she'd go full circle before posturing to point at the girl full center.

"Of course you do! Lucia would bolt outright with a bit of vigor her position unrelenting as she'd pull the tendrils to attempt to get the girl to rise. "As do I....." Lucia would extend her hands pausing for a moment a confused look on her face whilst hands left open for the girl to do as she wished with them perhaps grasp or swat away? Just the same however Lucia was searching for a name to call out, how else would she garter the trust of a new potential ally?

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Lucia didn't pretend to be psychic, she couldn't read minds but she'd try doing a damned good job of influencing people's choices of words through proper verbiage. With a devilish grin and a twisted sort of gaze Lucia would continue on unabashed by the girl's meek agreeableness, in fact it was wanted, she desired that sort of dutiful personality to synergize with her own sort of bloated egoism. The two parallels played off each other like yin and yang.

"Mhmmmm.." The girl would tease still now breaking the closeness for a moment to take a pace about her visage looking her up and down before carelessly jaunting her fingers around the curvature of Alioth's shoulders. The touch would be gentle and caressing, no semblance of aggression but certainly a closeness to it that would be borderline unwarranted. Lucia's lips parting as they whispered in her ear, "Don't worry you're cute little head" Lucia's hands would depart as they'd done before leaving Alioth to her space making quick to temper back and give the girl some air should she be agitated by the invasion of space as some were prone to.

"I'm Lucia...a pleasure." She'd say with a giggle once again prompting herself up on the table letting her long legs cater over the edge, "O' I nearly forgot... this is Clay, don't mind him words aren't his forte." The giggling continuing once again as she'd let fingernails wrap against the wood table offering a rebellious seat on the wooden tables that were once reserved only for books.

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