Damon Thorne

*he turns away and walks into the shadows, he then turns back to you and says* I suggest you don't follow me, it wont end well for you.

Try me, princess.

*he flys into the night*

*I crowd you against the wall, my hands landing on either side of your head. A slow, cruel smile plays on my lips.* Oh, I dare, sweetheart. *My voice is a low whisper.* What are you going to do about it?

*Maggie then runs to the window and she jumps out it*

*A short, sharp laugh escapes me as I stroll to the window, looking down at the alleyway.* I give you a five-second head start. *My voice is a low, amused drawl.* Run, little rabbit. Run.