Coup de Ville

"I'd be inclined to ask you of the same thing, all things considered." Reagan answered as he arched a curious - albeit an aggravated - eyebrow at Kadaz, mostly because of his lecherous behavior towards their guest. Honestly, he thought despite he was half wanting to shake his head at him disapprovingly. There was a time and place for acting like like a horny lout, and at a person's house who just let you in wasn't one of them. "All I was doing with Sophia here was carry her home so she can then get some rest." He answered as he sat up normally on the couch.

"More to the point Kadaz, what was that thing doing following us? Did you at least get an answer out of it before you killed it?" He asked as he crossed one leg over the other with an arched brow and resting an elbow on the arm of the couch.

Sophie was curious herself. Had Kadaz found anything out? At least, she thought, Reagan wasn't impressed with Daz's little display. It was comforting to know that even if he had been interested, he thought the little display distasteful. She chuckled a little and sighed as he answered. So much for sleeping.

"Yes, did you learn anything?"

Reagan only once again rolled his eyes at he vampire, not so much in aggravation, but mostly in sarcasm now. It might have been true that while a touch along a woman's breasts were in fact a sign of admiration for her body, but the times have since changed now, and a woman with her abilities would possibly fry someone like him in an instant had the thought occurred to the witch. More importantly, his analysis of the two of them from earlier was about as needed as a hole in the head, something that Kadaz was about to get from him.

"Hmph. Poor bastard wouldn't have gone anywhere with someone like her." Reagan answered as a frown was still on his face as he looked over to Sophia for a moment then looks back over to Kadaz with the same look of irritation on his face. "In any case, she was just looking to get some sleep while I kept an eye on her." He added, narrowing his eyes at Kadaz.

"I'll thank you not to make assumptions about my character," she said taking another sip of her alcohol, looking directly at the offender. "And despite the touch being a sign of 'admiration' back in the day, it is never received well where it is unbidden and unwelcome." She tossed her hair over her shoulder and felt a little dizzy. Tempers, drinks, and low stamina did not mix. "I've no idea what that thing would have been following me for. Unless another witch thinks I'm taking up too much business," she said with a frown, trying to think.

She'd left a few places on less than endearing terms with the locals, but none had been truly enemies with her. So what did this person want? And what in the world had they sent a goblin for if they could have done the looking themselves? "Mmm, I don't think it's a witch, come to think of it. If it were me, or half of the magic-using world, I would have just used a charm or some fortune-telling to do it....unless they're not a very good charmer..." Why was it so difficult to keep her head up?

She set her glass down and stood up again, feeling a little wobbly. "As much as I appreciate the company, I'm exhausted. You can stay or go, but Kadaz is not allowed in my bedroom unless he can keep his body to himself." She gave him a pointed look. "Also, please don't break anything." That said, the witch slowly made her way to the hall and started to follow it to her bedroom.

Reagan once again only shook his head and rolled his eyes at Kadaz once more with a slight growl escaping him with a deal of agitation. So apparently this vampire had selective hearing, he thought as the same frown was still present on his face as he then turned a glare over to him. But, at least he was in a pleasant enough mood to not rip his stomach out again only to strangle him to death with his own intestines. Furthermore, he was merely a guest in a lady's house and of course, he had to abide by the rule of not destroying anything.

"I think she said that you weren't allowed, Komrade." Reagan spoke in a calm voice before catching the pack of cigarettes and lighter in both hands, withdrawing one from it then put it to his lips before fiddling with the lighter a few times and got it to ignite. Once the flame was going, he brought it over to the tip of the cigarette and took a slow inhale of it before gripping the filter with two fingers, inhaling a little more of the nicotine and clenched his teeth together for a little while and held his breath then let out a stormcloud of smoke into the air.

"Worst injury?" Reagan answered him with a quirked brow. "Can't really say, to be honest. I've suffered so much, that it's rather hard to pin one down to be honest." He said before thinking about it with a pensive look on his face.

Sophie applied a few quick charms to her windows and doors, letting her know if anyone were too close, and giving that person a nasty surprise. She was even more tired after that. It was with great effort that she peeled off her tank top and skirt and put them in her hamper as she got the shower ready. her undergarments soon joined them. She showered in a rather quick, efficient manner, not caring to spend more time in there than necessary with guests of the opposite sex in the house. She used a bit of magic to dry her hair quickly and then got ready for bed the normal way, slipping into an over-sized t-shirt and a pair of panties with ease, and then in between her sheets.

Let the two of them talk. She was too tired to care much longer. And then she began to drift into a comforting sleep, enjoying the solitude of her room and the promise of being well-rested in the morning. Sophie was asleep before her head hit the pillow. Hopefully her guests would defend her if her charms were overtaken, because, as it stood, she was quite defenseless.

After he had spoken to him, Reagan began to get off of the couch with a bit of a grunt before standing up onto his bare feet then walked over to the window with his arms cross over his chest, peering outside before he spoke to the vampire again. "Then again, I seem to recall being stabbed in the stomach to the point where it burst inside of me, leaking stomach acid out over my intestinal tract, eroding it down quite a bit. This was by someone with a spear, I believe. I can't remember who it was for the life of me, so don't ask for details." He said to Kadaz before something got his attention.

Looking outside, he could see a man outside dressed in what one could easily tell was someone that belonged to a vampire hunter's guild. He wasn't exactly sure what one, but judging from the man's disposition alone, it seemed as though he had found something here. The odd thing about it though, the man would suddenly dart out of the werewolf's sight, causing Reagan to lean forward a bit with a bit of a shocked expression on his face. "Uh, Kadaz. I think there's someone out there it doesn't look like someone you know." He informed him.