[Recilps.Eugor]

She chuckled at what the Were had said, putting her hands in the air in a 'What can you do?' manner. She looked back down at the motionless body, still hearing that echoing word in her mind. "Well... that's a word we don't simply throw around..." Her voice turned harsh as she continued, "Not with me around..." She thought to use those black, four inch, open toed stilettos to show the body on the ground at her feet what for, but she was immediately distracted by a hand on her chin.

She listened to them speak back and forth before they each realized that they, in some way, knew one another. She was distracted again by a thought process of nothing in particular when she felt the hands on either side of her. Her pale green eyes fluttered to the face of the smirking male.

Now... his suggestion sounded... suggestive. She cocked her head to the side and leaned forward, pushing herself away from the wall. "This is fine, but I warn. I don't play very fair..." She purred tenderly. She was quickly snapped out of her guise as a slew of rather hateful words spat from the Werewolf's mouth. She gasped as she turned her head towards him.

"Awful, awful Were!" She saw the young wolf turn to run. Well, the seemingly young wolf. She didn't quite feel like giving a chase, especially not in these heels, but what could she do? She put an elegant hand on Vincent's chest and turned, within seconds, she was before the Were, pale eyes narrowed, hand on his chest to stop him, pressing him back against the damp brick of the allyway. "It is very rude to walk away when a person is talking to you..." She hissed, low and slow. Now, this may have been a dangerous situation, for a human. But he was no human, and Radia was aware of this. "Now..." She let him go and made distance between them. "What is your name...?"