Enzo's arm extends as he wraps his fingers sharply around  Camelias wrist. In a flash his fingers pry his watch from his pocket as he starts to swing it slowly from side to slide. His voice slips out of its British accent as he starts to purr,<span style="color: blue">"You're getting very sleepy Camelia....." </span><br/><br/>Without waiting for Camelia to 'respond' he continues , self assured that his technique is flawless.<span style="color: blue">"You're in no way , shape or form interested in that whore of a sister of mine....Infact you down right loathe her. She's the bane of your existence. Whenever you have a pleasant memory of the two of you, you'll have a jolt of pain.If you understand say yes..</span>." His smile is broad and shit-eating as he licks his lips moving even closer to Camelia.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------<br/>Izzy has one thing on her mind as Obscura turns to leave. Finding Enzo- and making that fucker pay regardless of wheter he was manipulating her or not.  It didn't matter anymore what he did to her. All that mattered is that if he had the audacity to lay hands on Serina...Who the fuck knows who else he'd been abusing...Enzo had to die.<br/><br/>Izzy grabs a length of rope she an Camelia used in their combined acts, and her switch blade and bolts out of the trailer. She promised Serina she wouldn't do anything foolish- but clearly this was the most sensible the barker had been her entire life.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>