<strong>Anya<br/>Auditorium<br/>Tagged: Isoke and everyone around</strong><br/><br/>Anya's cheeks heated as Isoke's words and the teasing of his fingers added fuel to the fire burning within. She looked over at him, her fiery eyes meeting his. "I couldn't... I-" She knew exactly what she wanted to do. The harpy in her was going crazy over the public humiliation and it wanted very much to be involved.<br/><br/>The dragon bitch deserved to be beaten, an eye for an eye. She deserved what she had coming for her, and as Anya had recieved a wing injury, it was only fair after all. She smiled wickedly at the thought, and sat back in her seat with a little more confidence. She would allow the remaining boys to have their whacks, then when the madame instructed, she would have hers.