Kallista remained surprisingly calm despite Kai's cocky respose. Silas, too, seemed rather calm but reminded the man driving, "...you and I both know that if we want to kill you, you'll be in far too many pieces to shift anything back into place." The man gave a laugh, "True. But my name is Kai, not shifter. Mr. Anjou's girl here is Plum, and in the backseat with you is my darling Mirabell."<br/><br/>Kallista watched Mirabell's reaction closely as Kai gave a dangerous smile, staring at the poor girl in the rearview mirror. She seemed to defiantly glare back, "Fuck you. I ain't your darling." The vampiress gave a small glance to Silas to see his reaction to the situation, but she doubted his mind had changed since they had left the hospital.<br/><br/>"Why can we not help the girl?" Kallista asked in their native language, though she kept her tone pleasant and light. "They are keeping her against her will. It does not seem right..."<br/><br/>Plum barely acknowledged anything going on in the car, though she was certainly sending Ghost detailed, yet coded messages about it all. Mira was more trouble that she was worth, in Plum's ever so humble opinion. It would do well to get rid of her as soon as possible. How Ghost had tolerated this game of Kai's was beyond her, but she supposed he put up with a lot from both of them.<br/><br/>-------<br/><br/>Cherry had a hard time looking up at Raz as he ranted at her, "How many times have I told you your games are going to get you killed? This happened because you and Kai are still having that stupid little pissing contest that you and I both know you can't win." The red head huffed up at that, "Well it isn't like he won this time, either!" exclaimed as she tried to squash the guilty feeling that was crawling up her chest. "I'll say it for the millionth time, Cherry. He's a shifter. If he wanted to ruin your life, it'd be far too easy for him. What if he shifted into me? He could stab you in the back before you ever realized."<br/><br/>When the woman went to protest, Raz bulldozed right over the attempt, "I mean, he did manage to fool you into fucking at the cafe, and you had no clue until he showed you his eye." 'Alright, point taken...' Cherry thought to herself as her shoulders slumped. "Look, I'm sorry okay? I know I fucked up. I'll pay for the damages and clean up. I don't know why I keep doing this..." she stated, a bit defeated. The elemental sigh, "Look, Cherry. I don't care what happens to this place. I've made enough money off of it to buy another one if it gets destroyed..." Cherry looked up at Raz, "But there's only one of you, and I don't want to lose that."<br/><br/>There Raz went, saying such romantic things. Why could he never just keep his big, fat, sensible mouth shut? Why couldn't he just let Cherry be wreckless and guilt free? She brought a hand up to rub her neck, "I uh..." she was at a loss for words.<br/><br/>Sure, her and Raz were always fairly close and intimate, but Cherry always shied away from the serious declarations of affection. Even now she felt that guilt reach full force and the desire to be anywhere but in Raz's disappointed gaze.