who goes there?

Illusion's smile widened at the sight of his struggle to understand her actions, her demeanor like that of a predator savoring the thrill of the chase. “I want to know your name.” She said, her voice dripping with honeyed mockery, and curiosity. “I won’t fight you without knowing it.” She whispered, her fingers tracing delicate patterns on his skin, really – testing how far she can push him. The girl is tricky like that, she is eager to see what she can make him do. It’s all her touch means, as she has come to understand it can make others drop their guard around her.

She stepped back slightly, just enough to let her gaze meet with his, the intensity of her silver eyes locked solely on him. “Anything I want? What if I want loyalty?” That had always eluded her, as no one was loyal to her. This girl who wanted the world and then some. She didn’t need to pretend, she realized, here with this grumpy boy. That’s why she said it. To see what he would, could risk. To see him falter and stumble over his words. Take it back. Her smile turned sharper, as she tilted her pretty little head. “I won’t go easy on you either~” It’s a taunt. A dare.

She leaned in again, lips against the shell of his ear, her voice dropping to a whisper. This she’s seen adults do many times before, and her practice was perfect. “Shadows are elusive, slipping through your fingers and evading all capture. But they also envelop the light, and consume it. Are you ready to see just how dark things can get?” Dark as the girl before him, who spent her time in caverns, collecting small animals to dissect and display. But he wouldn’t know that. Illusion pulled back, her eyes never leaving his, her smile a blend of sweet innocence and challenge. It’s all fun and games here, or is it?
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