Forest
The blonde vampire felt a chill at Duke Taro's words and heard Scott's voice in her head.
She sent to the other spy, Right now I'm just trying to get him comfortable around me. Small talk, chit chat, you know basic job interview whatnots.
She wrapped her left hand over her right fist and rested the lower part of her face against her hands. Her eyes narrowed thoughtfully. If Duke Taro was paying attention, he would have seen her indigo eyes flashing in thought as she frowned. Finally she looked up at him and lowered her hands from her face.
"Well, it depends on how pissed I am at the time and if I need to be careful or not. However, I like pummeling things. Trading blows with fists, feet, and fury. If I can find an equal . . . then there's this rush when you see them make a mistake and then dart in for the kill," she said with a tiny smirk.
She shook her head and said, "Honestly, I don't like killing humans. It feels like kicking a handicapped puppy, you know? However, some wanker incubus, werewolf, or even another vampire who's decided that consent isn't a thing . . . There's something delightfully primal driving my fist through their chest, picking their heart out, and leaving them as an offer to the Morrigan."