A groan filled the air as Lilah opened her eyes to a bright light, nearly blinding her. She swore under her breath as she looked around, blinking rapidly to keep the tears from falling. Finally, the landed on two men in front of her. One wore a mask made of some type of metal, and the other was the white clad ninja. "Are you sure this is her? The one who broke into the base earlier today?"

"I am sure of it." It was the white clad ninja. Now, however, his mask was down, and she clearly recognized him as the man who stopped her in the hallways. Lilah rolled her shoulders back, noting that she was tied. Her hands started to work on it moments after she stopped rolling her shoulders. "Shall I begin the questioning, Commander?"

"Oh, hell," Lilah moaned. "I'm stuck in the same bloody room as this asshole who broke into my house and the damn Cobra Commander. " Lilah felt the rope give way. "I really fucked up somewhere along the road between my leaving and my being here." Commander didn't seem too impressed with her. Neither did the ninja, "Well, I guess tea time's over. Got people to kill and all. You probably know the drill and how it goes."

There was suddenly a shuriken sticking out of her arm. Lilah bit her lip. "I should think that even you would know escape is futile. Not to mention that the Commander is only an artificial intelligence until we can get our real Commander back."

"I also know that we are most likely in one of your four main bases. I'm going to give a wild guess and say the Louisiana base hidden under the city of Shreveport under a house inhabited by a fake family that you brought together." Lilah grinned. "I know what I'm doing when I research. You guys aren't very secretive either when there's alcohol in your system and you've got a pretty girl in your lap."

"Earlier, I asked your name." He seemed to be ignoring her comment. "I am going to ask again. What's your name?"

"I prefer Lilah." She moved her arm experimentally, trying to find the limit of what she could do. "Although, the polite thing to do would be to tell me your name too, pal." Lilah looked down at her legs. "Damn. You guys really don't like me. So long as I don't feel a hot rod, we won't have a problem."

"I am Storm Shadow." Lilah knew she was only hearing this because she was cooperative. "How did you get in? We know everybody and there are certain systems were have to ensure no unwanted visitors."

"I danced for a guy." Lilah wasn't a whore or a slut; she just knew how to get what she wanted, and what she wanted was information. "Head of security or something like that. I didn't catch his name. I preferred the juicy details and secrets." Lilah stared at him calmly, beginning to space out a bit.

Storm Shadow made his way to her, pulling the shuriken from her arm. Lilah didn't make a sound, clenching her teeth as he untied the rope securing her hands. She bent over, biting her shirt for a second and releasing her feet. "Follow me. Stray and there won't be a deal."

Lilah knew he was being very serious. If she dared to make the wrong move, especially consciously, it was not going to go right. Not in her fair anyway. So she did, stumbling a bit since his strides were a bit longer than her own. "Where are we going?"

"You took down fourteen soldiers within a ten minute time frame while all of your defense were down." He turned down another hallway. "I don't like to waste talent, even if you do." Lilah scoffed and ruled her eyes. "There is only one way that I can keep you here in Cobra. Considering that you have captured the attention of Firefly, I think you're going to pass."

"Pass what?" Lilah asked. "A test on the history of Cobra? Good thing I crammed last night. Oh, wait, no I crammed for a damn physics test! Oh, dear!"

"You are incredibly annoyin'," a voice said a bit away. "Reminds me of a girl I used to date in high school. You kinda look like her too. She just had some brown hair, though I never did know if it was natural. Couldn't get that ass for shit." It seemed to be distinctly from somewhere with an accent. Lilah split her eyes away from Storm Shadow's shadow, catching the gaze of a man in camouflage and playing around with something small.

"Good," Lilah said, walking to him. "You probably didn't deserve it anyway. My first impression is that you tend to think with the lower head." Lilah noticed something on his belt. "That's my dagger." She was next to him in a second, hand wrapped around the hilt. "Never touch my dagger without my permission. I've killed men for barely looking at it before."

The man snorted. "She's a doll, ain't she, Storm Shadow?" Lilah glared, taking the blade back into her hands. She felt a bit more at ease just having it near, especially as a katana slid under her chin and she flipped the dagger backwards. "Ain't too bright though."

"Funny," Lilah said. "Where my dagger is positioned right now, I could take out your pancreas before you could slit my throat, or, God forbid this happen to my beautiful face, behead me." She made it obvious where it was, pressed the tip into his shirt. "You're move, ninja boy." There was a moment's breath before she was freed. "Thought you'd see it my way."

Reflexively, Lilah pulled her dagger up to block a blow as she ducked. She heard the fabric at his arm rustle, she realized a moment later. Lilah heard the other man take a step before swiping his feet from under him. "I told you she was excellent. Cobra Commander could overlook the scouting part for how skilled she is."

"Yeah, but what about keeping her loyal? She don't look like the type to stay in one place too long." He grinned at her. "Firefly, by the way."

"Yeah, yeah, fuck you," Lilah said. She turned to Storm Shadow, standing up slowly. "I can be loyal. I just need a damn good reason. Money works, although my life is valued a good deal more. All of my money not spent on surviving goes to a certain place anyway." She began walking away from them, trying to go back to the cell. "If you need me, I'll, hopefully, be in the cell. Unless there's more to this conversation."

"There is. I still want to see the limit of what you can do." Lilah sighed, her back towards from Storm Shadow. "We can easily get where that certain place is, Lilah. It is far, far too easy for our kind."

"You go near them, and not even hell will save you." Her voice came out a bit more passionate and strained than she wanted. The blonde took a calming breath through her nostrils. "You do not need to involve them. They are of no consequence and are not, will not, and can not be collateral damage to everything I do." She caught Firefly's hand as he went to put it on her shoulder. "I am the collateral damage to everything I do." She squeezed it hard enough to make a vein pop out on his head. "So take your tests and medical exams and fuck off. I know my limit, and if I so choose to leave, I will."

Storm Shadow came near, and Lilah felt a vibe in the air that unsettled her. He grabbed her wrist, her grip instantly loosening. As he dragged it away from Firefly, she felt even more threatened. She couldn't quite describe it. So she did was most comforting for her. She took her dagger in hand. He knew it was there, but he didn't even have to look at it to know. "It appears my threat has upset you greatly."

"No one touches them."

He ignored her. "You should calm down."

"I can't calm down. You're intimidating, he's pissing me off, and I am not in my own territory anymore. My territory was invaded, and you'll go after my pack next." Lilah took another calming breath. "I need some ice cream. I've cream fixes the fucking world. It really does."

Storm Shadow didn't respond, letting go of her. He walked forward, opening a door. He disappeared behind it, but the command was obvious. She glared at the door, walking anyway. She was surprised to see a mat inside, but there were blood stains in several places that slightly alarmed her. Choosing not to do anything about it, Lilah moved swiftly to the middle of the floor where Storm Shadow was.

He threw her some clothes. "Dress quickly."

Lilah gave him a pointed look to turn away. He agreed politely, and she pulled off her comfortable shirt for a crop top, her jeans for some really short shorts that made her glad she shaved the night before, and she pulled off her shoes. "Okay, you have to have a different pair of shorts. I cannot move in these, and I will put my jeans back on if I have to." He didn't turn. "Fine." Lilah grabbed her jeans, pulling them up in enough time to block a fist from Storm Shadow.

"Good reflexes, though you've already proved that." Lilah took a hit to the stomach as it took both of her hands to clock his one. She grunted, but didn't release her grip at all. "You've got a grip and a tolerance for pain." Lilah flipped back to get away from him, landing low. He swung something around in his hands. "Now let's see your drive."

Lilah growled low and deep. "Give it back."

"Take it back." He put it simply enough that Lilah got the message. The blonde moved towards him, feigning right before dipping low as he swung. She fell to the side as he kicked her legs from under her, using her own pair to keep him off of her while reaching for the item in his hand. Storm Shadow smirked an arrogant smirk, the first bit of personality he saw from her in a while. "What's so special about his dagger?"

"Who gave it to me," she gritted out. It was a feeble and vain attempt compared to Storm Shadows strength. "That person is more important to me than my own life. I'd kill for him. I have killed." Lilah felt the weight from her legs vanish. "What do I have to do to get it back?" It was a rhetorical question, more to herself than to him. He smirked at her. Glancing around, she found nothing. But she had to get it back.

Instead of coming up with a rational plan, Lilah charged for Storm Shadow, aiming for the dagger with the glinting sapphire on the hilt. He seemed to expect this, and she didn't regret a bit of it as he knocked her down. She lashed out, kicking at his knee. He grunted, coming down reflexively with the dagger. She grasped his wrist, tearing the dagger from his fingers.

"Got it." Lilah was breathing hard.

"Good." Storm Shadow eyed her up and down. "You'll make a good tool."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"You shouldn't."