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"..Hm. I guess you can't always get things without something in return." Xandra replied. "Ha ha, well that's alright." She slowly got up since the pain wasn't as bad anymore. Before she spoke, she noticed the amount of mechanized skeletons that the woman before her summoned and smirked. "Oh? What do we have here? Judging on what I did, I guess it's reasonable. I'm not really in the mood to fight though." Even so, she kept her guard up, for that she didn't know what the person had in mind. "If you really need to know, I'm Xandra. I don't think you'd need to know my surname." At her second question, she pondered a bit. There weren't many other reasons. Well, not any other at all. After a short while, Xandra finally spoke. "Well, not particularly. Someone just told me to come here to know. I guess it wasn't really a good reason to break down a door though.." She laughed a bit. Though, it felt like she shouldn't with the woman staring at her with such cold eyes..it made her kind of want to break eye contact.

Soon after, she started to speak again. "Now that I answered your questions, before I ask you answer who the heck and where Aleister Crowely is, can you tell me your name?. It's only common curtsey ya'know." With a smile on her face. Maybe that question wouldn't really make sense for a person who just rudely kicked down a door though. Xandra wanted to at least know the name of the person who made her this intrigued. There's not a lot of people this strict..or at least people she met.