RL: Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger. [Lina, Xellos. Not Open]
"Got you curious, have I?" Lina tented her fingers, legs folded, back towards the visitor she knew was there. Xellos had a certain aura about him she'd learned to detect after the bastard had spent well over two years sneaking up on her unnanounced.
She turned to face him, confident. Smirking. It felt good to have the upper hand with Xellos for once. "You can't go against your mistress. No matter how strong you get, no matter who you torture or kill you're stuck being her yes man. She says jump, you ask how high and who you should be killing on the way down."
Lina stood. "You can't disobey her. But a little birdy's told me that you might be interested in figuring out how. Just so happens I might be in a nice enough mood to help you. ... for a price." An eyebrow quirked upwards. "Freedom isn't cheap."
She turned to face him, confident. Smirking. It felt good to have the upper hand with Xellos for once. "You can't go against your mistress. No matter how strong you get, no matter who you torture or kill you're stuck being her yes man. She says jump, you ask how high and who you should be killing on the way down."
Lina stood. "You can't disobey her. But a little birdy's told me that you might be interested in figuring out how. Just so happens I might be in a nice enough mood to help you. ... for a price." An eyebrow quirked upwards. "Freedom isn't cheap."