He whirled on her then, that sickly infidel she so dispised, same sinisterly sarcastic smirk worn upon his face as if he were in no apparent danger at all. He would be wrong. He might have been armed, and while she appeared to have no means of a detachable weapon about her person, she did still posess those biots they had not known about, or had, as yet, been unable to remove.

'All the better to kill you with' She thought silently to herself as she returned his saccharine smile, bearing her teeth in a quiescent snarl.

Pain as argent as any stab-wound shot through her wrist in both directions extending as far as her fingertips and up to her elbow joint, where it blossomed with firey intensity. The Intendant didn't so much as wince, even when she felt the talons, that had previously just appeared as broken shards of nails, extended forcefully, splitting the flesh of her fingertips into weeping slivers beneath the serrated edge of her claws. All it took was one tense movement to ensure that the biot held within her wrist, began to manufacture the poison that made those subtly hollow claws so deadly. Of course...it wouldn't kill her - she had contingency biots for that purpose, but the neurotoxin would be dehabillitating to an infidel, rendering them into a spasaming stupor while the toxic liquid polluted their blood stream and caused them to die one painful vital organ at a time. This infidel deserved no less.

This was why she was somewhat pleased he had chosen to resist in the manner he had - it wasn't a coufee, no, but the blade showed an inch more worthiness than she would have expected, and therefore she did not feel half as tained as she might have for attempting to kill this disgusting being.

She stopped aproximately four meters away from him, eyes focussing on him with a cold precision of a predator, waiting to strike. Every subtle movement was a givaway, no doubt he would be anticipating her manouvers in the same fashion, at least he should have, she wasn't going to make this easy on him.

"No," she informed him calmly, her voice almost a hiss, "But you are."

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