This was simply too much for her. Her back stiffened and that heavily-kohl'd gaze narrowed. Her presence sharpened, and she seemed to pull on a new inner strength. Despite her offended scowl, she spoke quietly. Menace wasn't quite the word for her tone...more like a warning haughtiness.
"My name, " She put emphasis on the word. Seeing how he had never asked, she had presumed it wasn't pertinant to him staring and treating her like an asylum escapee. "My name is Faren of the Seraphim." By the way she held herself, it was obvious that wherever she hailed from, it was a title deserving of notice. Her angelic face never seemed ever so more celestrial but her expression was blank. His face, too, however was blank, obviously not having a clue as to what she was talking about. She rolled her eyes. "I'm an angel, you bloody ignoramus." This time, she didn't seem to mean to insult by the name calling. Faren sounded tired, and she sighed.
She paused, considering the demon youth for a moment. Ironic, that they cross paths like this. Her gaze flickered towards the werewolf for a moment, realizing she hadn't the slightest idea what was going on, either. Did this whole friggen planet miss the lesson on Heaven and Hell?
"And in case your big Daddy Demon didn't teach you this, that puts us on opposite teams."
Her grudgy fingers grasped the sides of her dress again, trying to keep her cool. The was a tinge of embarassment to her cheeks. They didn't need to know that she wasn't exactly...on the best of terms with the rest of the Seraphim at the moment. They did need to show a little bit of respect. Grr. She again looked to the mutt-lady.
"As for you, Miss Creature of the Night...Vivian, " She choked the name out, barely hiding a small chuckle that she had the audicity to have a name. She'd never heard of werewolfs having names. But, since the rest of the evening had been bizarre thus far, why not??
"As for you, something tells me that that means absolutely nothing to you." She sighed and shook her head. There was a pause in her motion as she again looked upwards, as if her voices had caught her attention for a moment, but she made no outward acknowledgement of any comment 'they' might have had.
"Shall we?
Faren simply blinked at his little pose. She had heard the mechanics of...becoming a demon was a slight bit different than the angel bit, but for the moment, she was a little too busy being offended. Amusing that all three were annoyed and offended by the others presence, each thinking that they were in the right.
"Shall we what? I was quite under the assumption that you wanted nothing to do with me, the either of you." Was that possibly a hint of hurt in her voice? After all, she didn't think she was too disagreeable. Just a ...little cranky, given her current status in life. That was quite fair, wasn't it?