<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/e7cb5ded61a03196325d2fa64e2cfef9_zps76b34ee3.jpg)</div><br/><em>Naori turned to her apparent compatriots and moved her hands down and to either side, trying to place her hands upon her hips until the short chain between her manacles reminded her that such a gesture was currently impossible.  Glancing down, a flicker of annoyance moved across her delicate features and she slowly exhaled a breath, moving her arms up to cross them across her chest as that was a gesture she would still be allowed.  Her eyes moved slowly from one of her companions to the other, not able to match their newly appointed mistress' intimidating stare, but seeming to replicate all of the demon's cool appraisal.</em><br/><br/>"Well.  So it would seem that our fates are intertwined... and in the worst way possible.  We now find ourselves in a position where failure is not an option, and so I fear I won't be able to abide incompetence in this."<em>She flexed her fingers a bit and slowly looks across the others, a slight flush moving across her cheeks.</em>"Let me be plain... and I don't mean to scare anyone... but there are two types of people out there... minds and bodies.  The first is competent, intelligent, and resourceful.  These are assets to a plan because they can think for themselves and can be counted upon to be an asset... then there are bodies... people without sense that are little more than muscle and bone to be commanded.  I hope each of you are minds, but do not doubt that at the first sign of incompetence, I will have to presume your minds are a waste and will use your bodies however best accomplishes our goals."<br/><br/><em>She smiles, softly, though her eyes are still hard.</em>"It is my hope, should that happen, that it will jar you into thinking... and I am, of course, fair... should I prove my own lack of focus I would accept and expect to be rather firmly corrected.  Deal?"<br/><br/><em>She hesitates again, slowly looking around the room and running a light pink tongue across her lips as she considers, allowing the others to overcome their presumed shock at the elfess speaking of their predicament so ultimatically.</em>"Now!  We discover whether these demonic guards consider the exact wording of an order more important than its intent... let us see if they react to the instigator or the performer..."<br/><br/><em>Without delay for further explanation, Naori abruptly lifted her gauntletted hands and pressed them into whomever stood closest to the outer gate, taking a brief second to grope whichever unfortunate stood in the experimental position, then shoved them with a quick movement, curious to see whether the aforementioned humorless guards would act against her or her victim...</em><br/><br/>((OOC:  Leaving it vague who gets shoved, if no one volunteers then I'll let Winter pick.  You may also get a dex check to avoid Naori's trap, at Winter's discretion :) ))