Event #1- Angel Says

When Thrax looked away and placed his arm around her midriff, Pocahontas immediately looked back at the scene. Trying to ignore him as best as possible. She really did not have patience with his games right now. The worse thing was, when they were back home she would be able to get away from him for a while. But here, here she had no where to run to get away from him. This was probably the one reason she didn't like it here. No where to get away from the man she hated. But before she could think any longer on the subject, she just sighed and focused on the torture that was going on.

She watched as a brown haired male told a woman how he was going to be fine. She looked at the syringe that held something in it, making her eyes narrow to try to see what it was. When she couldn't figure it out, she looked back at the male before looking back at the woman who, reluctantly, gave the man the shot. It was then she waited to see what would happen. Maybe she would figure out what the man was. She probably would have known if it wasn't for Thrax. But she continued to watch, waiting for what would happen to the man. Her blue eyes glued to the scene. But she couldn't help wonder: When would it be her turn?

Jessica was about to say something when suddenly one of the ice elementals approached her. Momentarily baffled, she stared down at the child in a mixture of confusion and despite. "That Miss. Periwinkle was vervain...a very toxic substance to a vampire." She said coldly as she regained her composure and looked down at her with an imperious look on her face.

Sara just frowned sadly down at Dimitri, squeezing his hand tighter at as he tried and failed terribly to smile. She hung her head, brown hair covering her eyes as she sat there for a moment in silence and trying not to cry. Like hell she was gonna cry.... These angels (or whatever the fuck they were suppose to be) had already taken too much from her, and she was not going to give them the pleasure of seeing even a single tear from her. She bit her lip again, this time hard enough to break the delicate skin. If she was gonna die.... it'd be by her own rules.
"Hey, hey vampire boy," she said softly and leaned over him, without letting go of his hand and gently hitting his cheek to get him to focus on her. "You're way to hot for me to simply allow you die," she grinned. "And you seemed polite, that's a turn on for me," she added with a wink. The cocky expression she had as she said this slowly fell though, and was soon replaced with a serious and pleading look. She leaned down until her lips brushed his ear, and spoke only loud enough for him and no one else to hear. "I made a friend in this hell hole, an adorable newborn vampire who fears and can't control her bloodlust just yet. If you meet her... at least give her some advice on how to deal with herself 'kay?"
She leaned back up, giving him one last smile. "Tell Ariel I said 'Hi'." And with that she pushed herself up and away from him. Taking a deep breathe, she turned to face the red angel with a defiant glare, making sure she was standing in Jessica's way to look at Dimitri. "Hey Red," she spat, raising a hand and then all to casually giving Jessica the finger with a cocky smirk. "You need to get laid."

[OOC: sowwie Dimi<333 x'D And aww D: so sorry Ez, hope you get better soon hon<333]

Sara just forced herself to ingore Dimitri's words, and winched as she heard him cough violently.
"That wasn't an advice sweetie, but you're practically dripping of sexual frustration," Sara mocked right back, putting her hands on her hips. She almost took a step back when Jessica started to step closer, but stood her ground, her green eyes refusing to give in and look away from the angel.
She flinched slightly in surprise as she felt a hand weakly grab her by the ankle. She glanced over her shoulder, frowing down at Dimitri. With a gentle smile, she easily tugged herself free from his grip and stepped out of his reach. At least this way... I won't feel so alone.
She held herself from jerking back as the edge of the blade slid against her throat and inhaled deeply one last time. "You know... after hearing you talk so much, all of your threats starts sounding really pathetic," she said instead, her smirk growing wider in defiance. She didn't move an inch, at this point she was even to scared to breathe. But she didn't regrett her decision either way, and stood there proudly locking eyes with one of the responsible for taking her freedom away. If she survied this time, she'd only die locked up instead.... So this was really a better way for her to go out.
With a last flick of her tail she forced her feet to take a step closer, letting the blade tear at her skin and felt a thin trail of blood trail down her throat.
She grinned.
"I hate standing in lines."

Jessica tsked, "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you had a death wish." She commented dryly as she moved the sword to rest directly under her chin. "But I like a little challenge now and then, I'm just sad that died a little earlier then you were supposed too." She said absently before expertly swinging the sword just so and slicing Sara's neck open as easily as cutting through butter. She didn't even flinch when blood splattered across her face, she just watched with an absent look on her face as Sara's body collapsed to the ground.