"Oooohhhh~" Shaylia uncoiled from the ball she'd landed in- Feeling a little sore, but not *too* bad; At least that wretched little bird was gone! A flicker of embarrassment sparked in her limpid green eyes, for a moment...That idol really *was* a deathtrap! It was quickly quenched, though, as she dusted herself off, leaning against the cool wall with commendable poise; The witch peering up at the Baron from beneath the wide brim of her pointy hat...<br/><br/>"*Thank* you, my lord," the witch cooed, a sly, sultry smile on her lips; One eyebrow rose, pointedly, her garters shifting against her creamy skin, the glossy crimson of her leather bustier molding sensuously to her form- Slim fingers brushed her hair back from her lovely face, as she lowered her gaze submissively...Knee-high boots creaking as she shifted her weight; "Now, how could I *ever* thank you enough~?" Her tone was perfectly innocent- But her long, *hot* gaze showed that she might have a few ideas~