Beautiful Illusion

The strangely-coloured female seated herself almost uncaringly upon the wooden surface of the bar, not bothering to pass gold across it for her beverage. She simply sipped at the water softly, a smirk growing on her lips, eyes still shrouded from the rest of the being in the bar.

"You ungrateful, greedy bitch! Where's my money!?" The bar tender yelled, not quite brave enough to hit at the female, who continued to drink, absent-mindedly - though the smirk on her lips soon twisted to a look of anger. She slammed the glass down with the kind of force that should have shattered it. Her hair whipped alongside her head, as she turned on the male ... though still, her eyes remained shrouded.

"You're almost as greedy as I am." The female murmured, with two fingers on each side of the bar tender's neck. Though they did not reach that far, the bronze serpents that wound their way around her wrists seemed to slither up her hands, until their forked tounges, too, were touching the man's neck.

"Of course ... you have no right to ask someone who lives to gain treasure for money! Heh. You have no idea how stupid you must look." The anger shown on her face quickly twisted back to a smirk, as the snakes continually neared the man's neck. She would not kill him. She could see that he had had quite the shock, simply from seeing the bronze snakes.

"Consider yourself very lucky." She warned, her voice dropping to a near whisper, as she withdrew her hands, jumping from the bar and heading towards a corner of the building. The fact that she had left her drink behind did not phase her - she simply rested her serpantine back against a cool wall of the bar, arms folded lightly below her chest. She seemed to pay intent interest to the serpents that had just moved, almost as though she was talking to them ... but who was crazed enough to wear live serpents?

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