[SBLOCK=Lust]*Lust's fingers shoot out, impaling the man, punching straight through his armour and knocking him backwards, though not enough to pin him against the wall. He lets loose a bloodcurdling scream--he looks badly hurt, but there is not an ounce of blood from the cut--in fact, she doesn't feel any flesh past the metal--it's a hollow suit of armour.*
*He snarls and brandishes his dagger at her extended fingers, though she manages to move them aside so he doesn't strike, instead deciding that this prey is a bit too much to handle and slamming his dagger into the groundpoint first, blasting away cobblestones with an explosive force to launch himself high up onto rooftops, scampering away too fast to follow for now--and besides, it sounds like someone else heard that scream and came running. It seems to be an adolescent girl with light ash-brown hair, seemingly somehow familiar though Lust can't be sure why.*[/SBLOCK]