The sudden upheaval of the ground caught Pearl by surprise! Her footing had been solid one minute and the next? She was struggling to catch herself. Finally catching her feet, Pearl felt a powerful blow to the back of her head, knocking her out cold.<br/><br/>Consciousness slipped through Pearl's metaphorical fingers. Just when she felt she had it within her grasp, everything went black again. Pearl<span style="font-style: italic">knew</span>she was unconscious, there just wasn't anything she could do about it. Her eyes fluttered open to the sound of a latch, panic welled within her breast. He was taking her captive! Another collar! A single tear rolled down her cheek as her eyes closed again.<br/><br/>She was being taken...somewhere. She could feel her body swinging as she was carried.  Pearl's head hurt, she tried to bring her hands up, but she couldn't move them. They were so heavy. Darkness. A musky smell. Her eyes fluttered again. There was a bright light: the sun! Desperate, she tried to move away, to the shadow, but her body would not listen. Darkness. A repetitive dripping was Pearl's first sense of awareness. And then coldness as Jack assaulted her with freezing water!<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Hey! hey, wake up!"</span>She did not sputter. She simply opened her eyes and glared up at the man. His attempt at intimidation was...adorable.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You are going to help me get out of here, got it!"</span>She couldn't do that with-! The collar! Pearl brought her ziptied hands to her throat and touched the bare skin. He had...taken her collar off. She was free. A wicked grin turned Pearl's lips up and she toyed with the plastic restraints around her wrists. Restraints she could easily break.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"and...and no more biting!" </span>She noticed him reach for his neck. So...she<span style="font-style: italic">had</span>broken the skin. Her wicked grin was replaced with amusement and Pearl made an effort to pointedly admire the effects of her bite. He was trying his hardest to be rid of the symptoms. Pearl chuckled to herself. She thought he was acting silly. They would go away in a few hours, or with release. Of course, he did not know that.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"How often are prisoners taken to the island? Where are they dropped off? Where is your master? who is your master?"</span><br/><br/>Pearl stayed silent for an uncomfortable moment, staring at the man as he sat in a small pool of water, it's source seeming to come from behind a wall of loose rocks. Had he stacked them himself? It had to be the only explanation. Pearl took a look at her surroundings, her legs were crossed and her hands, still tied together, lay in her lap. They were in a cave. How many were there on this island?? What time was it? Daylight? With her collar off, Pearl itched to sink her fangs into her maste- No. Not her master anymore.<br/><br/>"Prisoners are dropped off at the docks every seven days." Pearl was eyeing the man now. She wasn't hungry, per se, but she could have used a snack and he looked positively delicious. "I have no master now." Her grin was malicious. Pearl occupied herself by trying to fix her hair with her cuffed hands. "But, the monster you're inquiring after lives in the...<span style="font-weight: bold">*Mansion*</span>," Her Unpracticed tongue stumbled over the English word before returning back to Latin. "...at the top of the hill." Her grin was replaced with a grimace and Pearl growled "I will kill him." It was quiet and Pearl didn't expect him to hear her.<br/><br/>"And you." She nodded in his direction. "<span style="font-weight: bold">*Jack*</span>" Pearl was still unused to his English name. "Why do you have me tied up with your rudimentary tools?" The plastic dug into her skin, but it did not hurt her. "Do you think you've succeeded in my capture?" She rose a single brow at him before leaning back on the stalagmite with a sigh. Silly, silly humans. "If you take this off of me," Pearl motioned with her hands, indicating to the ziptie. "I can help you with your...problem." Pearl propped an arm on a knee and played with a strand of hair, eyeing him with a salacious grin and twinkle in her eyes.<br/><br/>Pearl shrugged, her eyes left him to roam the inner cave walls. "...or not." Goodness, but Pearl just wanted to break out of these restraints. If he did not release her, she would release herself. Did he trust her? Did she, him?