He continued to drink and Sofie watched with interest. She had learned the trick from her father, and had never been honored enough to actually feel the power of knowing she had brought about the helpless desperation of the victim. It was intriguing, and she didn't feel the usual compassion she typically felt, for this was all temporary pain. If she really wanted to hurt him, she would have done more. Bring in his family, torture them, etcetera. This was kind.
He spat at her and she stood to avoid it, but the mess splattered on her shoulder. She stared at it, before slowly lifting her wand to point at the mess. "I've only been polite to you. Have I not handled you with the most delicate of care? I may have brought you in, but who else would have done so with as much polite attention? I feel I've earned at least some of the kindness I have shown." She pointed her wand at the mess on her shoulder disappeared. Another wave and the tea refilled itself. "Do you like the dark?" She pulled out a pair of sunglasses and rested them on her nose. With a flick of her wand, the lights went out, plunging them in darkness. Her enchanted glasses lit up the area, giving her eyes and her eyes only night vision. "Or the light?" The lights turned on, becoming blinding, dazzling, enough to burn someone's eyes. The sunglasses protected her eyes. She approached the cell, staring down at the man without pity. "Please, tell me how I can make your stay more comfortable."
by Sofie Elkin Tue Oct 30, 2012 3:35 am
