Reflections of Dawn

Game

Alisha scrabbled at his fingers, trying to pry them off the front of her shirt. "You... Were holding back last time. Bloody hell, iron fingers much."
She gave up, shrugging and looking him in the eyes calculatingly. "So, you got me. What you gonna do?"

A muscle twitched angrily in his jaw. "What do you mean, I owe you my life? If you're not Nyx, who are you? And don't even think about avoiding the question by attempting to change the topic."

Alysha giggled, one hand still prying at his fingers. "Okay, Jonny-boy, I'll play if you do. Question for question."
He raised an eyebrow.
She pouted. "Fucking hell, you must have had a bad childhood if you don't even know how to play a simple playground game." She muttered, just loud enough to overhear.

His grip tightened, so much she could hear the stitching in her shirt straining.
She chuckled nervously. "Moving on. Rules are simple. I ask a question, then you ask a question, then me again, then you, so on, so on. First person to be unable to answer, looses."
"Or" he snarled. "Or, we play my game, which is answer the fucking questions before I make you!"

Alysha attempted to jab him in the eye, but he caught up her wrist again, holding her wrists in one hand, her collar in the other.

"Who. Are. You?!" He growled in her face.

"I'm Alysha. Well, currently Alysha. That's ​the name I'm going with. I borrowed it. Wasn't being used, and I wanted​ a name so bad. No last name, sadly. Shame, really. Oh, well." She sniffed, mock sadly before grinning again. "My turn. Umm... What..."
A second later, she was slammed against the wall.
"Alysha? I've heard about you." He snarled.

"Luci? Yeah, don't believe everything she says. She hates me because I successfully threatened her with an unloaded gun." She grinned. "My question. What do you  know about Lilith's plans?"