Reflections of Mist

The lady's moving on

"Are you threatening me?" Sebastian snarled in a low voice.

"Actually, I thought I was being quite nice, but if you see it that way, then..." She shrugged, grinning smugly. "Now, let's just get the hell out of here, shall we? Before they start getting 'interested' up there."

She sauntered towards the ropes hanging from the hole in the ceiling, a smugly superior aura almost visibly bleeding from her.

It was short lived.

He grabbed her forearm, turning her to face him before slamming her against the wall, none too gently.

Alysha cackled. "Wow, you can't keep your hands off me, can you?"

"You listen to me." He spat. "Whoever the hell you think you are..."

"Dearie, I know who I am. I am myself.
...And I'm really getting on your wick now, aren't I?"

His glare said a thousand words.

Alysha sighed, almost dejectedly. "Look, just stay out of my way, and I'll stay out of yours. Deal? Oh, and by the way, that's a hint. Get out of my fucking way!"

He took a sharp step backwards, face unchanged.

She smirked. "Good boy. Now, I'm going."

He grabbed her as she went to walk past him, pulling her towards him from the side.
"You don't tell me what to do. No one does. I do what I want."

Alysha tilted her head to the side, pouting. "Aw, honey..."

She eased her arm out of his grip. "Well, I'm going. I really  don't want to be here anymore, if you don't mind."

Seconds later, she was buckled up, and yanking on the rope, called up. "Hey! It's just me and one other guy, and then we're done! Anyway, can you haul me up?"

A moment later, she was being lifted up into the air, waving enthusiastically in every direction. "Shalom, Au revoir, Auf wiedersein, wadaeaan, vale, Goodbye! The lady's moving on!"

She grinned, blowing kisses towards a small shaft of strange light leaking out of a painted wall of rock.

It flickered slightly, almost as if replying.

Sorry I didn't update yesterday. Was both very busy and very tired.