She blinked, and she wasn't herself anymore. It had started like a hand on the back of her neck, slowly creeping up until it encased her skull and now...well, now she was someone else. The someone from that hallway back in Pax, the one who had recognized the apple and the wall carvings and the blood. The one who wanted blood, but not just that, much more than that. A shot came sliding towards her, something her other half had ordered before she'd been lost. Eris grinned, a strange grin, a disturbing grin and knocked back the drink, then threw the glass at the bartender, who yelled in surprise at the sudden attack.
"What the fuck, lady?!" Eris just laughed, and climbed up onto the counter of the bar. The shot had been nice, and she wanted more. She wanted everyone to have more, because drink had always led to one of her favorite past times. Grabbing bottles, she started throwing them out amongst the people, who were half in half in being surprised or in being thankful about the free alcohol. Eris helped herself to a few mouthfuls, and smashed one bottle over the head of the bartender when he came towards her, shouting for security. There was no such thing as security, not when chaos was involved.
Eris moved back around the counter, surveying what little things she had done. There were a few others here that she could recognize, a paltry few of her own kind, and one very familiar...somewhere around here.
"Cousin! Where are you, cousin?!" Her voice was almost a scream, but in a muted tone. She had only spoken normally, after all. The grin never went away, and walking over to the food table, she upended it, sending finger food flying and spilling the punch bowl (most likely spiked) out onto the floor. More patrons were yelling now, some covered in the edibles that had landed on them, and most were moving out of Eris' path because, well, lady done gone crazy.