Raz's eyes lit at the challenge. Her grin stretched wider, her face went feral, her laugh came out mocking and wild, "C'mon, Pretty Boy, play nice." She flexed her fists against his collar, skimming at his throat before pressing a knuckle deep into his Adam's Apple, "All I need some information, I'm willin' to bet you got it. So suck on your pride and give it or I'll have you pissin' your pants, kid." With that threat lingering between them, she flicked a flame at his face, cool and soft like water but flashy enough for intimidation. It licked at his chin and left only flushed skin behind. Raz would later haltingly admit to having way too much fun with her captive.
Despite her almost manic glee at playing with her prey, she switched tracks quickly and put on a serious face. The startling change from cruelly playful to coldly professional was enough to send many a man running. Too bad the Shir'riek couldn't budge. With a scowl as dark and thunderstorm Raz whispered dangerously into his face, "Tell me who you work for, what you want, and why you went to Nyk or I will use the air in your lungs to feed my Friend, Fire, here... After all, the Fire is always hungry."
Her Friend Fire hummed in accord.
Despite her almost manic glee at playing with her prey, she switched tracks quickly and put on a serious face. The startling change from cruelly playful to coldly professional was enough to send many a man running. Too bad the Shir'riek couldn't budge. With a scowl as dark and thunderstorm Raz whispered dangerously into his face, "Tell me who you work for, what you want, and why you went to Nyk or I will use the air in your lungs to feed my Friend, Fire, here... After all, the Fire is always hungry."
Her Friend Fire hummed in accord.