Her lips remained closed and the slight outer tilt of them down showed a small bit of a frown. Hmm, so, no respect for those of higher rank than him, either. Adela needed all the soldiers they could get, and this tank right here would prove useful if there was ever a siege or an attack on the castle. Blue eyes followed the great-sword as the man rested the tip of it on the ground, she tilted her head at him her eyes blank with just a hint of annoyance swirling in them, silently asking why he was drawing a weapon on his commander. Tarlaka resisted smiling when Cypher tried to intimidate her, she was a commander, the sword made her a little nervous, but he’d have to swing that, and she could get well out of the way by the time it would take it to reach her head. Dark eyes didn’t intimidate Tarlaka. Her lips became thin and she looked at him again, looked <I>up</I> at him again.
�I do not appreciate your tone, Sir. You’d do well to recognize authority. If I was here to kidnap someone or kill you or that child, you think I’d be here by myself or kill a child? I’m not stupid, you’d do well to remember that as well.� Her voice was monotone for the most part, an alto note so it wasn’t high enough and didn’t install fear into others with it being demonically low, though, she could make it loud enough for a small group to hear her. Tarlaka flared her wings open for a minute, stretching them to their full length before drawing them to her back, leaving the black feathers ruffled making them look bigger than they were and not as smooth and sleek. Her hands at her sides, she drew the money pouch out and let it hang from the string on her hand.
�This is your gold. You failed it pick it up and since I am the last to do the rounds outside the castle, and because quite a few guards failed to do their job today with their rounds,� Tarlaka gave a pointed look at Cypher, he must be new or something, “I decided to do it.� For a moment Tarlaka stood there, her arm our and the money pouch twirling on its string, before she dropped it, its contents staying in the bag, and started to walk towards the girl, the little one with the dead eyes. While the child was a little creepy, much more so than the large man. Tarlaka eyed him to say that if he moved to block the child there would be dire professional consequences, mostly in the whole ‘can’t follow orders’ department.
â€?Because it is my duty as an Adelan Knight to protect the citizens of our Kingdom, why is it you have a child here? She obviously isn’t yours, tell me what she is doing with you, if you please.â€? Her attention was focused solely on the tall man but then her gaze turned to the girl, specks of silver lined her arms and Tarlaka frowned slightly, what were those? No matter, stranger things have come from her own body, so, not much could surprise her anymore. When Tarlaka spoke again she smiled â€" A real smile â€" to the girl like she smiled at her own infant child. “Hello, I am Tarlaka, I am a knight at the Adelan castle, whom might you be?â€? Tarlaka let her hands hang at her sides, not wanting to be a pin cushion if this kid could pull a porcupine move.
