Muttering and whipsers fill the air gaining sound as they near towards her, not able to raise her head, a white, spinely finger touches at the chin.
"Do you hear what they are saying about you. Do you know what could happen to you, then again with good hearing such as yours, you, being as smart as you are, know what will happen to you and you know when."
"Get. Your. Cold. Little. Finger. Off. My. Chin."
Her eyes diluted bringing out the beast within, something he knew for a while that was inside, her sorrowed lips turn into a dreaded smirk you wouldnt even want to think about, her breath had steamed up his glasses which any other would think she is trying to be seductive but he knew better, he knew what would happen if she got out.
"Do whatever you want with me but know this, The Oncoming Storm is on his way and when he sees what you have done to me, you wouldnt want to be Alive"
His smile droops for a bit processing the fact that The Oncoming Storm might come. No no, he wouldnt, not just for some random spy, she has to be bluffing, but then again if I dont take her words carefully and he comes...Shes right, I would be better off dead. Wait, what about his Bad Wolf?
"The Oncoming Storm goes no where without his Bad Wolf, so why didnt you mention her, unless hes not coming and you are just making the entire thing up" Smirking enjoying that her had facts above her knowledge.
"Oh my God" She says while she laughs chaotically. His smirk goes again, why is she laughing when she is supposed to scared to her wits. "You seriously believe that he goes and does every mission with Bad Wolf, then you got one thing coming."
Blood spurs from her face as she falls upon the ground, hands still tied behind her back but her mind working with a way to get them free, seriously it has been three weeks she has been in this state, she still kinda wishes that she was pregnant because then she would be on watch 24/7 so nothing would happen to her but though she would hate it at least she wouldnt be getting roughed up in a dingy warehouse in the middle of god knows where.
"Can't handle anything can ya?" Staring him in the eye, she knew she would win
Just use violence when you can't take anymore, Is that your motto" Cocking her head to the side
He walks off through the dialapadated worn out doorway with the door on one of its hindges
"And dont worry, The Oncoming Storm isnt coming for you anytime soon"