<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">Kira slowly came to, the music in the backround was Gotye..rather soothing however her bloodied wrists and ankles were not something to smile about. "Son of..." Her eyes looked to her door, someone called for her? "Um...Just a second!" With a little bit of a struggle, Kira managed to stand up and grab the key with her teeth, dropping it into her hands to unlock the first set of restraints. <br/><br/>After finishing up and picking up the remains of the now destroyed robe she then ran into her bathroom to wash up quickly. <span style="font-style: italic">No time for a shower...damn it</span>.  Kira sighed and dressed in her jeans and a black tank top, fluffing out her hair a bit. Just before she left the bathroom, she noticed that blood was still flowing from the tops of her wrists, "Shit!" Quickly Kira grabbed some bandages and wrapped them around both wrists, also around both ankles seeing as those were also pretty raw. After everything seemed right, Kira ran to the door.<br/><br/>"If you're selling something I'm not interested.." Kira glanced around her apartment, nothing else was out of place..she could open the door. Unlocking everything she then opened it, staring at the man before her. ".....Wait...Your...not a mormon...or an avon lady........Are you..." She couldn't even finish the sentence, just by his physique Kira could tell who he was...and she felt like passing out. Blood loss maybe? Or just serious nervousness. <span style="font-style: italic">This...cannot be Zack Martinez...no way!! </span></span>