<span style="font-style: italic">â€œNo it doesnâ€™t seem like it went like you had hopedâ€¦â€</span>The angel softly spoke Mia as if the poor tigress was at a loss, which frankly she was. The drops of water from the bowl of water splashed all over the place when they threw her into the cage. Her humiliation at losing at a simple mission was cause for worry. Fact was, it seemed being a hero just was not something her abilities were good at. On the bright side at least now , the target that she was supposed to save was with her.<br/><br/>The angel stood up carefully shedding his jacket to wrap around her rather cold human body. If she had stayed as a white tiger her body wouldn't be half as cold. But transformation only meant more insensitive for them to keep her. She knew the fact that they would relate her to a act just like the angel , if anything they would pin them up against each other, or perform acts together. A shudder passed through her body , as if shaken at the mere feel of wind passing through her long tangled mass of purple hair.<br/><br/>A small gasp of surprise escaped her lips as his hands held her face, and with his middle index finger started dabbing at the small droplets of water falling down her face. The saying a cat hates water, well that's partially true with her. She could deal with water, but only on a need to deal with it bases such as a shower, or a nice swim every once in a while.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">â€œThey didnâ€™t treat you very well when they threw you in hereâ€¦â€</span>A small laugh passed her lips, oh yea like they had to treat a thief very well when tossing them into a cage. A slight of her left eye , and a huff as if like a cat that won't have its way. His hands at last released from her face , and the wetness on her face was gone.<br/><br/>The angelic man then re-set the bowl up , then leaned against the bars as if trying to look so cool that it made her want to , possibly, force him to sit his ass back down.<span style="font-style: italic"> â€œWho are you and Why are you helping me?â€</span><br/><br/>" Mia valesquez, at your service sir, I am currently a Mercenary for a slightly but not truly fallen angel, She is much like yourself in terms of what to name her. But i use to be a very -" Her eyes glanced to the ground in slight shame. " Hellish in my ways, as in one of hell's dogs if you will, but my mind didn't want to kill soley on the purpose to kill. It wanted to -"<br/><br/>One of her hands carefully tucked itself behind her long purple tangled up hair trying to shake her nervousness. " It wanted to redeem itself, and with all my black marks in heaven , i figure working for the greater good is best, I have to  do 100 acts of kindness, or saving acts to scratch my black marks. The only gamble with this, well , for every bad deed i do there is another mark on my name, such as stealing , " Her hands twisted into her white straight jacket type thing , and pulled out the keys to the cage. " I made sure they didn't get the keys even if they locked me up, so . What about yourself sir?"