TAKEN [SW/invite]

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6 hours earlier

Mnemosyne stood at the gate with a sign as she waited to pick up Ms. Fowl. It wasn't long before the young heiress's plane landed. Mnem as to admit that she was a very pretty woman. It was a pity that they had to meet this way otherwise she would have enjoyed getting to know Ms. Fowl under better circumstances. Oh well a job was a job what was there to do.

The taller female picked up the other girls bags and lead her to the town car waiting outside. She put the bags in the back as Ms. Fowl took her place in the back seat and waited for Mnemosyne to get in the car. A few moments later they were ff leaving the airport. Another few miles down the road, Mnem closed the divider between the front and the back seat and hit a few buttons in the center console filling the back compartment with gas knocking out Ms Fowl. She really wished they could have met some other way.

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Present

The large black T emblem on the front of the small device told Ichor about how bad this had just gotten. She had just been hired to kidnap a member of the Teen Titans and everyone knew how protective they were of their numbers. She would hazard a guess and say that her employers didn't know that she was a Titan, there was no way they were that stupid. You did not double cross those that you paid to do your dirty work.

Ichor set the device on the floor before dropping an iron rod on it smashing it. To be perfectly safe she took the remains and hid them in a crate that being placed on a ship that was leaving later that night. The tall woman passed back and forth thinking and waiting for her employers to call, she had to figure out what to do. She knew what she wasn't going to do, but that really wasn't helping. 

Fortunately she had time, there was no way Ms. Fowl was going to escape a sealed steel shipping container unless she was one of the ones with super strength, but that was Starfire, unless they had found someone else. Oh well she would deal with it as she came, for now Ichor would be there to greet Ms. Fowl when she woke up which would be right about now. Ichor sighed as she entered the crate and sealed the doors behind her. It was days like today where she wished she could have been a normal iron manipulator.

[Feathers]

Kimber Lee Fowl woke in jolt before the massive migraine sets in.

"What the hell happen? Where am I?" She asked and when she tries to move her hands. She couldn't as her hands bound behind her and she couldn't see as she was blind folded. Feeling lost and confuse.  She started to panic and started to shout. "HELP! HELLO! ANYONE?!" She started feeling scare being reminded about her childhood fear, her fear of small space. Well, being blinded folded like being shut into a pitch-black room makes up for it. 

'No! No!'  She heard her inner courage snapped at her. 'Don't panic. Breath. Just breath. Your a Lee and a Teen Titans. You're being in worse situation then this. This is nothing.' She mentally told herself. 'Think...Think...What happen earlier?'  

She tries to recall what happen hours earlier...

6 hours earlier

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A private jet landed smoothly on a private landing strip in Star City. A girl with light brown hair, exited her family jet plane. The beautiful heiress name was Kimber Lee Fowl and she is the granddaughter of a tycoon millionaire, Arthur Lee. Taking a step down (carefully) from the jet plane. Ignoring the sites around her. Her eyes was glue to her smartphone. Like many young teens now-a-days, her thumbs was moving in a fast speed. Typing away.Updating her Facebook status, checking in and, replying and messaging her friends back in Jump City. 

SilverAngel: Back!
Tall_Order: ebe!
TopTeen: What's ebe means?
SilverAngel: ebe means Welcome Back!
TopTeen: Oh.....Wait huh?
SilverAngel: LMAO
Tall_Order: Do not worry friend. You will get use to this.
TopTeen: Yeah, I got this

Kimber L. Fowl giggle at her adorable crush...friend. TopTeen and Tall_Order are some of her good friends and Titan's team mate from Jump City. Yes, you pretty much guess it. Tall_Order is the lovely and beautiful giantness, Kaie. A girl with a big heart but packs a powerful punch. TopTeen is the innocent boy next door, Slobo. An alien-clone. Created by her grandfather to be sold as Super Soldier before the Titans rescue him. Tearing herself away from her smartphone screen. Spotting her chauffeur. Holding a sign with her name. She walks over to the...female chauffeur. Well, that would be a first. It was rather rare to see a female chauffeur and in such a young age. A girl perhaps and probably around her age. Shrugging it off. Probably chauffeur was making a comeback. She thought. Her eyes was glue back to her smartphone when her received a new message.

TopTeen: Are you okay?
Tall_Order: Any news?
SilverAngel: If I'm still typing, so yes. I'm okay and I'm fine. No, not yet

Taking a seat in the limousine car. She puts her smartphone down.Turning to gaze at the scenery outside the limousine window. Letting her guard down while her mind drifted away. For the last few weeks, she had felt rather uneasy. Feeling stalked. Someone had been stalking her from school, gym, shopping trip and even outside her home. Suspicious car and people was tailing her. Almost impossible to shake them off. Things started to get serious when she was almost got kidnapped once, right in front of her school. Good thing, she has good friends like Kaie and Slobo to save her in the nick of time. 

Turns out. That her grandfather had been receiving threatening emails, letters and packages from his competitors. Selfish-childish-idiots-competitors who wanted drop out from a tender project. A big government project that was worth a lot of money. Stubborn as a mule. Her grandfather refuse to give to their silly threats and soon won, being awarded to developed the project.  But they didn't take it too well and did the second thing natural to them. Threatened him. Making him pay in any means necessary.

And she only found that out 2 days ago, and why? He didn't want to worry her. Typical. Snapping back to reality. The scenery outside the window looked unfamiliar to her. As she just realized they were taking a wrong route to her home. 

"Excuse me, Maam. I think you taken a wrong turn...."  She move closer to the chauffeur. Telling herself not to panic. People makes mistake all the time right? "Excuse me, Maam? Did you hear me?" Oh hell break loose and her panic meter started to rise high when the chauffeur ignores her and close the window between them. And mysterious gas started to come out of nowhere "Shit!" Escaped her mouth when she tries to get to her smartphone to text to her team mate.

SilverAngel: HELP! 11-99! 

She type in police code before being knock out by the mysterious gas. 

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6 hours later...

Recalling everything later. She curse under her breath.

"Shit!" again

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Ichor sighed and and watched her guest scream and work herself up and calm herself back down. She smiled when the curse word came out of her. Ichor cleared her throat to get her new friend's attention. "Ms. Fowl. I apologize for this predicament. I can assure you that I do not enjoy this anymore than you do. I can-"

Buzz

BLOCKED: Do you have her? RESTRICTED: Yes. BLOCKED: Proof of life.

The Iron Maiden sighed as she put a news paper up next to her captive and took a short video. After a minute she stopped the recording and spoke again. "I am truly sorry for all this. I don't like doing this sort of thing, As I was saying if you would like I can take that blind fold off for you."

RESTRICTED: Here BLOCKED: Stand by.

Ichor took the fabric off anyway before taking a seat near where she had come in. Her captive audience was...interesting. She was very curious about the communicator she had disposed of as well as which of the Titans she was. She only had really good information on the main five as well as the alien she had meet the other night. "Ms. Fowl I have a question. Do you know an alien with gray skin who rides around on a hover bike and can shrug off having several knives thrown at him? I had a run in with him, but I never got his name, but then he I never gave him mind, oh well. Also do you happen to know the mailman that Robin gave a communicator to."

It was a mail man, but still she would love to say she was the one that found it. It was a long standing challenge at the Academy to find the mailman that Robin gave a Titan communicator to. Ichor didn't like the academy, but still it was a fun little game to play, and it threw people off when you asked about it. "I know it's quite rude, but may I ask what your power is. I should also let you know that your friends are very worried about you, though I should let you know your going to need a new phone too. I apologize about that as well."

[Feathers]

Kimber L. Fowl tries to struggle out off the bind but stopped when she heard a voice. A female voice. That interesting. Should had seen it coming when she has a female chauffeur? 

"What do you want from me? Do you know who I'm? My grandfather gonna ki...." She stopped talking when she felt something on lap. From the weight and the sound of it. It was a newspaper. "Hello?! What the heck are you doing now?" She asked and of course. She ignore her again. But was kind enough to remove the blindfold from her. "Thank you..." She reply. How to Survive an Abduction 101? Be polite to your captors. Even though you may not feel like showing them respect, they may in turn, show you respect. At the age of 10, her grandfather hired an expect to teach about it and even simulated a real kidnapping to test. Good thing to know. It didn't goes to waste. 

Almost blinded by the bright lights around. It took a few minutes for her eyes to adjust to light before she studies her surrounding. She couldn't make it was day or night. And they seem to be in a cargo container unit. Great. There's one way out and they could be on a cargo ship. Floating in the middle of no where or just in a cargo bay. Either way, she didn't has much choice. It was a gamble but she hoped it'd pay off. A slim hope. Beside, worse case scenario she use her trump card and turn into Silverwing. Kicking the ass of her captors to submission before calling for help. Still, she has to be careful and not be reckless.

Calling her back to earth. Tearing her away from her thoughts to escape. She turn to face her captors when she asked about a grey skin alien teenager boy with a hover bike. Trying her best not to look surprise. Controlling her composure the best she could. She knew she was talking about Slobo and she knew who her captors was. Slobo spoken about and their recent encounter. Darn, she should asked more then blank out when watching shirtless Slobo working on his bike. 

"I'm sorry. A grey what?" Now she was talking about Robin and a mail man. Okay, note to self. She is coo-coo. Robin wouldn't never that stupid to give a communicator to a mailman. Then again....some of the team mate did joked. He tends to give away communicator like candies to kids. That better be a sick joked. Cause if that was true...dear Batman, help us all. "Sound like the guy needs to see a dermatologist. I know a good one in Gotham. Maybe you can recommend to him..." Then she almost turn white when she asked about her power. "Wh...What power? If I have superpower, when I hanging around...WAIT, WHAT YOU RUIN MY PHONE! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT COST! I STOOD FOR HOURS AT PARIS TO GET IT! NOW I HAVE TO DO QUEUE  ALL OVER AGAIN!" Kimber started to cry. 

All hell break loose when her captors mentioning about her getting a new phone...in orders words...done for. Well, if you sleep in line for a night to queue to buy the latest phone release. You would under the misery that came with it. Smelling like something die the next morning. Loosing a few strands while fighting with a 12 years old over the last silver color phone. You would understand her pain and humiliating. 

"I even just feng sui the apps and contact tooo...." Sobbing harded now. 

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"I found the communicator. As far as I'm aware the only three non-metahumans to be on the Titans are Spoiler, Batgirl and Robin. You're too old to be Spoiler and I am almost positive you are not Batgirl." Ichor grinned when she looked confused, then started getting upset over the phone. Despite being kidnapped she was concerned about her phone. "Cute as your fake confusion face is, it doesn't work very well when I know the truth."

Ichor sighed and held up the cloth to her captive heiress's face and ordered her to blow her nose before wiping her tears. "It's just a phone. You can get a new one when everything is said and done. You look much prettier when you're not crying you know. It really is a pity we didn't get to meet under better circumstances. We're going to stuck with each other for a while so why don't we try and be civil and talk. It would make the time pass faster."

Carefully she took off her hood and cloak setting them on her chair as removed took off her knife and loosened the laces on her boots. Ichor sighed as she started play spin the ring on her thumb. She looked at Kimberly thoughtfully. "I'll make you a deal. You can ask any questions you want within reason, and I'll answer, but then you have to answer mine too. The only one I won't answer is who I am behind my mask. Would you like to ask first? Again I'm going to remind you we are going to be here a while."

[Feathers]

Kimber L. Fowl almost gasped when she hear her captors had found her communicator. How did the heck she found? She hid so well and somewhere the least people who aspect to find it. Controllably her composure yet again. 

"Speaking.about.that..." She sniffed and she would rather die that confess whom she was really was. "Speaking.about.the.mail man. He.gave.it. to.me.by" Before she could finish her sentence, she almost jumped out of her skin when her captors moved closed to her. For a moment, she thought she (captor) was going to hurt her or something. Instead, she pulled out a handkerchief. Helping her to wipe the tears from her face and allow her to blow her nose. "Thank you...." She thanked her again in return. The phone never really matter to her. Yes it was expensive but replaceable. She was thinking of getting a new one. But the one was, she was just fooling around. Hopping to gain some sort of sympathy out of her captor. Who knew it works? Hey, if her super hero job doesn't work out. She could always fall back as an actress. "Where was I again? Oh yes, he gave to me by accident. Mix in together with the family mail. I didn't think it was real. I thought it was a fake or a toy. I meant to give back to him...but lately I have been forgetful." She explain. Hopping the captor would actually buy it or something. Dear X'hal, please make this one the dumb or make her story sound believable. 

Before she knew it, she blush when her captors told she was pretty and wished they had met under a different circumstances. OH.MY.X'HAL! She's a bisexual. It was hard not to winder if this was a good thing or bad thing. "Um...thank you. Well, I wish I could say the same to you. If I can see what hidden under that mask..." Well, she might as well taken an advantage to it and she wonders if that did the trick. Seeing her captors dropped her guard, taking off her scary looking knife and loosening up her shoes a little. The plot to escape started to turns it wheels in her mind again. Wondering how she could knock her captor out and get the knife for defense then escape. She doesn't have enough silver to cut her lose and she can't reach her emergency alarm button. Disguise as a silver ruby charm bracelet. Dear sweet Slobo make it for her. Seeing how they always seem to be trouble and needed rescuing. 

Tearing herself away from her escape plot again yet again. Her captor raise an interesting request. Enough to cause to raise her eye brow.

"Seriously, twenty question?" She started to laugh for real. "Which kind?" She asked "Like, what's your favourite colour kind? or what are you wearing kind?"


What?! She is an adult and the captor started it. 

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She was mocking her. Ichor frowned as she stood and looked at her captive. Kimberly Fowl was a terrible lier.

Her eyes narrowed into a glare. "Do not mistake my kindness for weakness. I am being polite as a courtesy. I do not agree with having to do this, but I will because I have to. If you mistake my kindness to be weakness, weak is the last thing you remember about me."

Her knife found itself into her hand. She started to flip the blade, it was meditative for her. Her captive wss getting on her nerves. She put it back after a few minutes and put back on her cloak And laced up her boots. "Ms. Fowl you are a terrible lier. I can put the blind fold back in you and I can read my book or you may play my game as you put it. It is up to you."

[Feathers]

This was bad. This was really bad. Her captor wasn't stupid and she could right through her lies. Biting her lips. She try her best again to maintain her composure and act. Admitting who she really was, that she was a Titans, would be the last thing she ever do. She would rather die that sold out her team mate. Beside, she knew the risk involve exposing her secret identity. The weight of the safety and the life of her team mate and love ones. Lays on her shoulder. And she should probably she should consider keeping her day job instead. 

"Fine! Whatever float your boat!" She pretend to grumble. Why the d-bleep head captor kept on asking dumb question? "Beside, if I was really a Titans. Why you think I still be standing chatting with you? I would have busted out of here and say 'sayonara' to you?" In an instant, she changed the subject. "Since the offer still stands..." Referring to the 20 question game. "Can I ask, who are you? What's purpose of kidnapping me? And you kept saying how much you hated the job? Why do it? Money, perhaps? I can give you whatever you want?" There was a long pause when she realized how the sentence sounded. "In the term of cash, of course. I could offer a better deal that whoever obvious hire you? You did mention you were asked too right? "

Yes, it was risking to talk...a lot. But she has to divert from Teen Titans subject. It didn't help that she was dealing with a captor has brain. Gosh, she really need to take that lying course from the Titans. Maybe Robin perhaps. 

"Also, can loose the cuff? It hurting my wrist. Please..." She pleaded with puppy eye looks. 

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"Reading my book also floats my boat too, but since you feel like chatting now, I can put that off." Ichor grinned and sat back down in her chair. She rolled her eyes at the girl she was funny. "I think you would still be sitting her because powers come in all sorts and super strength isn't that common, same goes for shapeshifters. There are a lot of metahumans that can't escape steel rope. Starfire can't cuffs of steel."

She grinned a little at Kimber's rapid fire questions and very sad attempt to get her away from the Titan subject. Oh well she could humor her. They had some time still. "You may call me Ichor. I was hired to kidnap you so you could be used as leverage over your grandfather to get him to do something. What I don't know, I don't ask ask questions." The iron maiden laughed a little at the slip of tongue. Ichor perused her lips thinking about the next question. "It isn't about money persay. It's a lot more complicated than that. I doubt you would understand or care." It was best not to air her grivances to a hero. "As tempting as that is I'm going to have to turn you down. I would have a lot less money in the long run if I took yours."

Ichor pulled out her phone and started to look at the news on it while she tried to think about what she wanted to ask. "Since you won't tell me who you are, will you tell who the Gray Alien was? Nice try kiddo, no I'm not going to loosen the cuffs, I'm not sure if I got everything or not." She frowned a little at the news update coming in. "Well that's not good."

[Feathers]

Kimber L. Fowl just roll her eyes. 'Here we go again' She thought. When will she just drop the damn topic already? She take it back about her being smart. Iron mask over here is more of a stubborn mule then being smart. Also, explain why she was wearing a mask. 

"Sigh! Like for the hundred time, I don't know what you are talking about? I don't know about grey skin alien and I'm NOT a Teen Titans." She would rather take it to her grave then spill. Even if she did admit it. She pretty sure she (the captor) wasn't going to stop there. Oh no, for sure. She going to interrogate her even more and more. Like hell, what she going to do? Skin her alive to submissiont.

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Note to self, DON NOT suggest skin alive to her female captor. Don't give her any funny ideals either. 

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"You know what! Fine. Yes, I'm a Teen Titans. I'm Robin wearing a dress! THERE! Happy now! HMPH!" She pouts. If all else fail, probably reverse psychology could work....maybe? Hearing the distress in her female captors voice as she looks over her phone. "What's wrong?" She asked in concern. "Did something bad happen?" She asked. "And seriously can you AT LEAST loose the cuffs. My wrist really hurts..." The stupid cuffs was also in the way. Giving her a hard time to reach for her alarm bracelet. 

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Ichor rolled her eyes as she listened to her new friend make up lies...those amusing ones at that. Her face was still in a frown as she read the text across her screen. This was not something she signed up for, but then it wasn't in violation of the terms she had set.

BLOCKED: RANSOM VIDEO. SO HIM WE MEAN BUSINESS BLOCKED: MAKE IT GOOD.

"You should really take lessons kiddo, you're a terrible lier. And no this isn't a hobby. Doing the dirty work for people who don't or can't do it themselves is my lively hood. Not everyone is blessed with wealth or pretty people friendly powers." The kidnapper sigh as she stood up and pulled out the blindfold again. "You are going to so hate me for this. I don't take this type of job normally but this was ordered more than anything." Ichor tied the blind fold around the girl's face again.

She stood back, remorseful, as she pulled the knife out of the sheath on her leg. She sharpened the blade before stepping close to Kimber. Ichor swallowed and uttered a small prayer for forgiveness. Ichor stepped forward, making a cut on Kimber's upper arm and a cut on her cheek then one on her forehead. It was minimum pain but maximum effect. Mnem uttered an apology as she stepped back and took a video of Kimber bleeding before sending it on.

Ichor took the piece of black fabric off Kimber's face and cleaned the wounds she had created before bandaging them. "They won't scar as long as you keep them clean and don't pick at them...I set a few rules before I took this job. I don't kill and I don't do torture." Ichor took her seat again and sighed. She refused to do this type of thing ever again.

[Feathers]

"Wait, what are you doing?"

Kimber L. Fowl gasped when her female captor put back the blindfold on. She would prefer having the blindfold off then having it on. It scare hers. Being in completely darkness. Keep reminding bringing back awful childhood memory a long time ago. A game of hide-go-seek that went wrong. Accidentally locking herself in a cupboard for hours, which felt like eternity for a child.

"What going on?" She did her best to regain her composure. She mustn't show fear. Another lesson, she learn from her hostage course 101. It would just give a captor something to use against to scare her to submission. With a keen hearing, she a rusty sound and she frozen what sounded like a blade being sharpen. She almost cry. Wondering what did it gone wrong? Maybe she talk too much? Maybe was wee bit annoying to her captor? Probably her fault for breaking some many hostage golden rule. It cant be helped herself. It was who she is but she should known better and control her crazy personality. But why were they going to kill her now? Did her grandfather enemies got what they wanted? It can't be. Her stubborn old man, who do something crazy and drastic then give to silly threat. Yes, that was the kind of man he was. A risked taken who was willing to gamble his only sole successor life.  

"Oh dear god no!" She jumped when she felt the cold blade against her skin. "Please NO!" She pleaded to her. "Please have some mercy. I promise to be quiet..." She begged. The heiress had no choice. She had too. If they cut her and see her silver blood, her secret identity will be expose and the Teen Titans are doom. Including her membership. Trying her best. Trying her hardest. She tries to ring Slobo, using his gift, the emergency alarm bracelet. But it was too late, when she felt the blade cuts her skin.

"NOOOO! ARGH!" She cries in mixture of fright, fear to being expose and pain. When it was over, she felt the blindfold taken off from her face. And you should have seen the look on her captor face. Well, shit was in the open now. "You shouldn't have done that!" Her eyes started to glow brightly. Concentrating really hard. Drawing the blood from each cuts. She turns it into several blades and attack her captor. Yes, she knew very well, the risk using blood as a weapon. One, she could past from blood lost and she would knew a blood transfusion. That was only available at the Teen Titans tower. As precaution, the Titans took her blood and kept for worst case scenario emergency. Involving the operating room or such. 

But she didn't have a choice and she had nothing to loose...Shit was now in the open, remember. 

[Gaunt]

Slobo was cursing himself for not having had the presence of mind to get some sort of tracer program before. He'd been searching for hours when the ransom video went out, and it had brought him no closer to finding her. He should have included some sort of way to remotely ping her emergency bracelet. He'd considered a constant two-way tracker, but there were too many ways for that to go wrong. Any signal it sent could be tracked by one villain or another, and then they'd have two Titans tracked at all times. It wasn't a perfect system, but it was the best he could come up with at the time. Once she was free again, he'd have time to work on updates.

Then the signal finally came. A warehouse at the docks, not far from him. Slobo gunned his bike, bringing it down. He had to do this carefully. Any alert could put Kimber in danger. He put the Slobike on silent as he landed, reaching out with his senses. There only seemed to be two people nearby, Kimber and a familiar presence. He couldn't quite place it yet, but something about magnets? Oh, right! The masked metal girl! She'd been annoying before, but now she was officially on his shit list.

The Top Teen knelt down, starting to pick the lock. He really wanted to bust in there and heroically rescue her, but this was a hostage situation. So far, the hostage-taker hadn't harmed her that he was aware of. That would change if the perp was startled. He had to go in quiet, disarm and disable metal dror before she knew what was going on. Of course, there was a risk of the perp getting injured in something like that, but Slobo wasn't feeling too charitable to her right now. If Kimber's kidnapper broke a limb or four in the arrest, that was just too bad.

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Ichor raised her hands reflexively as the silver knives flew at her. Silver? How has she not sensed it before. The Iron Princess looked at her captive this time focusing her metal sense on the girl. She had silver running through her blood. It was then she also realized that she was bleeding too.

Kimber Fowl had cut her arm. Ichor touched the cut and looked at Kimber. They were both metal and blood manipulators, how similar yet how different. She wondered how it would have been different if she been blessed with Kimber's wealth and Kimber had been forced to grow up as she had. Even still Kimber's blood and power was pretty. Iron and red blood was not. Oh well.

"You cut me I'm impressed. You didn't have to do that. I have drawn my line as far as it goes for this kidnapping-" Ichor was cut off when she received another text.

BLOCKED: KILL HER.

Oh hell no, she has made that clear to them when she took this job. She would not have murder on her hands. "If you can refrain from killing yourself by over drawing your blood. I can remove the cuffs." Ichor's expression was dead serious as she looked at Kimber. "I've been ordered to kill you. But I won't. I won't be a murderer."

Ichor stepped around the girl that was her mirror and grabbed the iron bracelets that held her arms and removed them turning them into bracelets on her own arms. She kept a hold of Kimber pulling her up and twisting her around so she faced the girl. "Again I shall ask you to forgive me." Mnemosyne looked at Kimber before pulling her forward and kissing her hard on the mouth. Kimber Fowl tasted like silver.

[Feathers]

"WELL THAT, CAPTAIN OBVIOUS! WHOSE FAULT WAS THAT?! CUTTING ME IN THE FIRST PLACE!...AND YOUR ONE TO TALK!" 

Kimber L. Fowl continued to scold her captor. What?! She asked for it? She even begged. What more could she wants? What more she could have make it damn clear to her? And damn it! Her secret was exposed and her attacks missed. Her attacks didn't goes well as she blame. She hoping to freak her out not make her impress. 

"Wait?! You are?" She was a little stun when her captor decided to uncuff her. "Okay, why? and what's the catch?" That was until she told her the kill part. "WHAT?! NOW?!" She didn't expect her kidnapping would had accelerated to killing. What did the heck her grandfather do? Piss off the kidnappers? .... Oh wait, that's what he probably would do. Arrogant B-bleep! Oh come on, she love the old deary but there are times he can be just a...well, irratating. That family for you. And did she just hear her captor wrong? or did she just say...she was letting her go? Okay, maybe it's the dizzy getting to her....or maybe not. Kimber was surprise when she really...really uncuff her.

"Why? Why are you doing this? I don't understand and forgive you...wh..Hmm...at...." The poor girl was stun when her captor pulled her into a kiss. It took her seconds to realized what was happening to her. She tries to push her (Ignor) away, but she (Kimber) was feeling lighten and weaken from her blood attack. Or maybe the kiss? Because somewhere in between the 5 minutes to heaven bliss kiss. Overhelm. She finds herself draw to her. Kissing her back. Taking several minutes to come to and her sense. Her eyes wider. With every inch of strenght left in her, she pull herself away from Ignor tasty sweet lips and slap her. "HOW DARE YOU?! " With a red face, she snapped at her before her world started spinning. "What did you...?" She felt herself feeling limp. Did she over-over-do her blood bending? But she didn't draw that much...did she? Or did Ignor was wearing...like her lipstick or perfume. She smell pretty good for a villain by the way. "Not again..." Feeling herself about to pass out. Before she hits the floor, she felt Ignor arms around. Slowly, lowering to the floor.
 
"I'll be taking this as payment..." She heard a fade whisper before blacking out.