in the middle of the night

*Valentine* · 11-19-2014, 09:41 PM

"Well," came her whispered voice, "Then I'm not sorry." He could hear the smile in her tone. "Oh, you're not, are you?" He teased, his tone light and breathy as a plan began to form. "That's not a very nice way to treat your guide." Valentine's nose lifted as he scented the air. He was familiar with this stretch of tunnels. They wove among one another, joining and diverging in a seemingly random way.

"Perhaps..." He took a silent step away from her, testing the ground for its willingness to hide his footfalls. "Since you are so, so rude..I should just leave you..." His smile grew devious and in a second he was gone, disappearing down one of the crypt's many passageways.

Of course he wasn't going to leave her there to die. His chivalry may have been in jest, but that didn't make him heartless. No, he'd wait until she was good and afraid and then come back. It was a game, a prank, and while it was indeed in poor taste, in the end, it was simply a tease.

"Speaking" -- "Thinking"

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