Cayenne's eyes shrink into slits at the mocking and patronizing tone, but she quickly gets a hold of her temper and flashes the elf a dazzling smile:
"Mmh, you seem very knowledgeable for someone who's been locked in here, handsome. I tell you what...", she says huskily, while stepping closer to his cage,
"why don't we join forces ? You seem to have not only a good knowledge of the place, but some... interesting contacts around here." She eyes his cell with an approving and eloquent glance, stretches like a cat, then whispers:
"That cot of yours, for example, it looks sooo much more comfortable than mine was. Does it fit two, d'you think?". She gives him a small wink and looks at him fixedly with falsely innocent, luminous green eyes, while her hand imperceptibly crawls along the bars of his cage, closer and closer to where his own is leaning.
OOC:
Attempts to first charm or at least distract him, then will tug at his wrist and slam his face against the cage, to finally get her blade against his throat and prepare for a little session of interrogation/intimidation
Last edited September 15, 2018 12:16 am