Blue Eyes and Pink Tips

She walks out into the courtyard, spotting a bench and taking a seat on it. She pulls her knees to her chest and rests her chin on them, breathing softly. Fresh air always calmed her down when she was stressed, and adjusting to this place hadn't been a stroll in the park.

She rubs her eyes, careful not to smudge her makeup, then runs her hand through her hair. She lets out a soft sigh and closes her eyes. What she needed now was to relax. Even within the time she moved her shes already realized that everyone is very different to what she was used to. Not that shes complaining, shes proven to adjust to where ever she was thrown.

Tayce made her way out into the courtyard. She too had just moved into the coven, and was still getting used to her surroundings. To Tayce the place was beautiful, though she sensed there were many dark presences here. It made her bones feel weak and her skin crawl, but it also excited her at the same time. It was certain there was much to learn here about her craft.

When she saw the blonde girl in the courtyard, Tayce considered turning back. But something about the girl didn't seem too threatening. She wasn't very tall and didn't look to be that strong either. But best of all she didn't look like she would be a social butterfly, and Tayce liked that trait in other people.

She always got so uncomfortable when someone would try to talk to her. People were mean creatures. If they seemed friendly it probably meant that they were faking. Like that Russian man. Even though his intentions seemed genuine, Tayce was one of the most untrusting people on the planet.

The young french woman continued her path down the courtyard, her plan to ignore the other female there until she passed her. She was looking for her hellhound, Pandora. The silly girl had wondered off as soon as they got here. Now that Tayce was packed in she knew it would be best to track down her friend before she got herself into any trouble.

Kells raises her eyes from the small pebbles she had been occupying herself when she hears footsteps. She unwraps her arms from around her knees and puts her feet on the ground, straightening her poster without giving it too much of a thought. She inhales deeply and looks over to the woman who was making her way through the courtyard, eyeing her up and down.

The first thing she notices about the woman is her hair color, which Kells would be lying to say that she didn't like. None the less though, that woud not save her from Kells' horrendous attitude. She squints her eyes at the blue haired woman and sticks one of her feet forward in an attempt to trip her as she walks by.

People would wonder why she always seems to try to provoke others, even when they're most likely stronger than her.

Tayce noticed the elf stick her foot out at the very last second. Because of this she merely stumbled over it instead of tripping.

Once catching her balance she glared back at Kells, her brow twitching.

"What's ze matt'are wis you?" She asked before thinking. Her French accent was prominent.

She wished she had bit her tongue. It was never worth asking what was wrong with someone. Everyone was fucked up in the head and asking them why was just an invitation for them to show you how truly messed up they could be.

Kells crosses her arms, feeling good about herself. A triumphant smile is making its way across her lips.

"More like whats the matter with your speaking!" She laughs and waves her arm a little, then cups her hand around her ear. "What was that? I couldn't understand you!!!"

Her smirk grows as she says, ",and get out of the way, you're blocking my sun."

The triumphant expression on the face of someone who had just belittled her was not new to Tayce. She recognized it on almost every face at the group home she was raised in. It made her blood boil with anger.

Oh so she was going to make fun of her accent? Childish.

"Dumb Pétasse" She grumbled under her breath, making her way back along the path. She just wanted to get away from this girl. Trying to reason with someone who obviously enjoyed picking on others was a fruitless cause.

Kells scoots up in the bench a little so shes on the end, still grinning. She taps her feet on the ground in a little beat and leans back in forth. All she had felt since she got here was weakness, but now she feels slightly stronger than she had.

"Whoa! Never heard that one before." She gives her knee a little slap and lets out a little tsk while shaking her head. She knew not what the word meant, but had a pretty good feeling it was an insult.

Kells can't help herself but to wave goodbye to her. "Don't stub your foot while storming off!" She says with a little ring to her voice, letting the last word hum out for a bit.

Kells smugness was enough to piss Tayce off a whole hell of a lot. And this was why she hated everyone. Because everyone was just a huge piece of shit. Humans had to be one of the only species in existence to screw around with other's emotions for no reason at all.

Not looking back she flipped Kells the bird, her middle finger sticking straight up in the air as she walked away.

"Whatever." Tayce thought, a smug grin coming to her own face. "When that little tart is burning in Hell I'll have the last laugh. Maybe I could even re-animate her corpse to do stupid shit just cause." She imagined with sick satisfaction.

Kells raises her voice as the woman is walking away and dramatically puts both her hands over her heart. She tries her best to hold back a laugh, she stands up and puts a mock expression of sadness on.

"Oh, dear me, I'm so offended!" Kells moves her arms so shes hugging herself and leans her head to the side. She pretends to fall dramatically back onto the bench and lets out an equally dramatic sigh.

She decides to give up the act and starts laughing. She runs her hand through her hair, then crosses her arms over her chest.

"When people cry they're ugly! Good thing you're leaving!" Her voice is sing-songy yet again.

Tayce stopped walking and held still, her shoulders tensed up. This girl was relentless. But she wanted to make Tayce cry, and the young French woman didn't even have tears in her eyes. That was a small victory in and of itself. No matter what Kells tried, she would not be able to make Tayce cry.

To show this Tayce turned around and scowled at Kells. Her eyes weren't even burning.

"You are pat'tetic. No diffa'rent zen anyone else wis a mean heart. You will not evarr get ze satisfaction of making me cry, because you'll never be wors eet." She said boldly, before turning back around to leave.

Kells eyes her up and down, a smirk still on her lips. She starts to feel a bit of respect for the woman after she says that to her.. Not many people ever stand up to the comments Kells makes about them.

She stands up, arms still crossed.

"Well at least one of us shed some tears here then." She moves her finger to wipe under her eyes, they teared up slightly from laughing so hard.

"Goodbye" She says as she runs her fingers through her hair, "Nice chat." Kells grins wider and sits back down on the bench, she watches the woman's back as she walks away.