Sunset Meadows

His move was to take her to the beach and watch for a little bit. He'd end up with her to his left side, both standing nearly juxtaposed over the small rocky precipice, from which they could smell the salt of the sea and almost feel the mist of small crashing waves. The bay reflected the brilliant teals and purples of the etherlight.
"So what really brings you out here?"

He thought for a moment.
"Watching me from afar? Yeah, I'd consider that a bad thing," he said. Warden already felt he was on to her--she played the same game as him. Slick, but sometimes clumsily so, the intent is to get close enough to take one's wallet, weapon, and cash. Okay, he thought, two can play this game. But one of us is going to be better.

Warden smirked, a brief window to the machinations of his adventurous and twisted soul.

"But I don't think you're here to just hang out," he said, still smiling. He looked to her, saw that she was visibly unarmed. His eyes would do a quick glance over, appearing to take in the curvaceous form of her body, but truly he was looking for things to steal.

"And why do you think that? I am alone, and I got lost. Perhaps I saw in you someone who would be willing to protect me. But I suppose you're right. Suppose I chose the wrong man to serve as a protector, perhaps this man could be some sort of... thief who is assessing me as we speak, looking for something to steal," and she said it without sounding like she knew what he was. Though it was true, she didn't know for sure that he was a thief, it was just something in his demeanor and dress that pointed in that direction.

She fingered that lovely necklace at her throat again, after having dropped the fabric of her skirt. "So, supposing you are a thief, your objective is to take something that belongs to me, correct? Like this pretty necklace? I won't simply hand it over to you, not even if you were to point that blade of yours at me. You'll have to remove it from my person of your own will. You're welcome to try. But you'll do it fairly or not at all." This was all said with the releasing of a breath, she sounded rather wary at that, and the smile was no longer present on her face.

"Not to say you are a thief, though. For all I know, you could simply be a nomad." A shrug was given.

The bat caught her eye, she glanced over to it with a brief squint and then looked back to the prey she was stalking. Her patience was wearing thin. The stalking of him was no longer fun, and her hunger was gnawing. But she still had the element of surprise on her side, for he clearly saw she was "unarmed" as it were. But no, no... just a little bit longer... One must bide their time when dealing with someone shifty.

She smiled again and leaned close enough to him that the necklace would be sure to catch his eye. If, indeed, he was wanting to steal from her, that would be the only thing she had on her of value. Add to that, a soft hum was in her throat, "I would like to kiss you now," she said in a sing song voice, "But if you won't, perhaps I shall seek my comfort elsewhere..." She continued this sing song stuff, and eventually, a rather intoxicating scent, a cloying one, would curl gently against his nostrils, enticing him. If it worked, he would want to come closer. "I just want some comfort.. I've been alone for so very long. You do that, and I might be... persuaded to give you what you desire." She lifted her hand from her necklace and just barely curl those fingers, ever so close to his chin, so close that the slight breeze might be felt in their passing. "Just a kiss." came the sing song again, "Will you do that?"

The presence of the bat, for some reason, made her want to be done with this blood letting. She didn't know why.

"Ahh, so I guessed right? You simply wanted the necklace? Pity. No games though." Her eyes were narrowed. "I had hoped you weren't a jacknape." She stalked after him and decided enough was enough. She took the necklace off and thrust it toward him, dangling it before his eyes. "Take it. Go on." And she stopped and waited for him to make a move.

A light hum was given as if in boredom as he spoke. The blades, after a few moments, would find their way to her hands... "Pity you want to tuck your tail in when the fun is about to begin..." She dropped the necklace at his feet and held her hands out. The rapier would move to her right hand, whilst the dagger to her left. Then she smiled, letting him see the two points of her canines as she pointed to razor sharp end of the longer blade toward his chest, moving so that her right foot was in front and left in back. "You want the necklace, and I want blood. Just a goblet full would see me through. But if you would rather I kill you... I'll happily oblige and drink of all of your blood." All pretenses had dropped.

"Very well, then." Pilar sounded bored. She started at a dash toward him, then dropped herself into a "baseball" slide at the very last moment. She leaped nimbly to her feet before a quick pivot to face his back, then lifted her left foot to send a boot to his arse and hopefully knock him to the ground. This was done rather quickly, but not impossibly so. She wanted to use the element of surprise to her advantage.

She grunted when he stopped the fine move she made, but would roll so that the sword missed. She quickly grabbed some beach sand and tossed it at his face so it would get into his eyes. After that, she would roll onto her back, send a foot up to his midsection and give a powerful kick.

She would take a hit, but not the one he intended. "Bastard," she spat as she felt her flesh grazed. Her left hand would grab his ankle as she scrambled backwards. He would not be standing over her anymore. She wouldn't let him. She began to charge a spell as she kicked for the groin. Regardless of if it connected or not, she was going to get out from under him one way or another.