Ajia stood next to the gun, but was sure not to touch it in case of finger prints or anything of that sorts. The "dectives" were bickering in their own little worlds. The hunter spoke up about the gun and Dante, but made sure she included Ajia in this chaos. Ajia pursed her lips and looked down her nose at the hunter as the real detective took a hold of her. Ajia did not fight her off, but instead stood, glancing at Dante's direction every now and then.

Better late than never, more cops and whatnot arrived on the scene. Ajia stiffened as she watched them make themsleves cozy. Oh how Jeff, the owner of the club, was going to kill Ajia now. If people thought Ajia was terrifying, a neutral vampire, then the would die from a heart attack the instant they meet him. Ajia loved him though, because he is one heck of a boss, but she still fears him enough to do whatever he asks of her.

This whole time, Ajia stood still, watching, carefully, the scene unfold. It wasn't going as planned for anyone. Not for the detective, not for Dante, not for Ajia, and definitely not for the hunter. But out of the corner of her eye, Ajia watched a guy somewhat drag a young lady out to the back. The lady did not seem too happy and the guy did not seem human.

The detective agreed to going outside. Ajia rolled her eyes and forcefully yanked her arm out of the detectives hand. She walked over to Dante, not yet even realising he is also a hunter, and placed her hand inside his. Ajia looked back at the detective who was probably enfuriated by Ajia and shocked by her strength. She only stared at the detective with a bored and blank expression, "Fine, we'll ALL go out."

Ajia turned her head to the hunter with the same expression she gave the detective, but this time with danger in her eyes. Still adressing the detective she went on, "You're right not to trust anyone, Detective. Not everyone is what you think they are," Ajia replaced the "who" with "what" carefully. She was talking about everything and everyone. Ajia may look like a rebelious bar tender, but she's just a vampire. The whore look-a-like bitch also looked like a detective, but she is a stupid hunter. Dante, well, Ajia has yet to figure him out as well. And as for the man outside, Ajia can hear all the skin tearing, bone breaking, teeth clenching coming from the man's location. Now he obviously isn't a patron here at The Stigma.