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Ira smirked and a brow raised as he addressed them, unfased by the orb in his hands. "I just love it when people try to tell me what to do. It just works me up you know?" She shifted her weight from her well shaped right leg to her left and twirrled her weapon a bit to make herself relax. "And if you want to know something you could just ask in a slow and sultry tone and I would probably tell you." She jested seriously, dragging out the "slow and sultry". She cracked the joints in her neck and rolled her shoulders. "I will be honest, you telling me I am going to tell you what you want to know or you'll kill me, really only makes me want to lop off your man parts and wear them as a trophy. Then make you eat your own spell. So we can duke it out here or you can just ask me what you want to know and I will answer to the best of my ability." If she wanted to and thought he deserved the truth that is. She stood in a reclined manner, placing her wrists on her head so that her blade was resting down her back but easily moved to strike. Her hair was straglly from the extra dirt from the blast and there were smudges of dirt on her face. Her chest rose and fell calmly with her breathing showing she was not in the least bit afraid of him. Her logics, he wouldn't throw an orb spell that was leathal with himself in such a close proximity to his targets. And she knew the wizard. He was known for not hurting innocents if he could help it, he just didnt know if they were innocent or not. Or you know, she could be talking herself into her grave. Nothing she hadnt done before.

She looked at the other male and sighed, "He might tell you right off the bat. He looks like someone who likes being bossed around." She chuckled. Then she examined his stance, "Or perhaps he only follows orders given by females. Very typical of hopeless romantics who spout babbling complements." She then decided it was enough talking for her. It would be in her best intrest not to anger both men as she was between them.