Misty

*growls against her throat* mine... *moves faster, desperate* always mine

I don't have a knife! *tugs harder at the ropes*

*unties myself, gives her a knife and ties myself back together*

*cuts through the ropes as the knife is given to her* There.

*arches up to meet him* I've dreamed of this. *gasps as he enters* Oh...

*drops her hand and laughs* Dude? Really? *steps back with an amused grin* I don't think anyone has ever called me 'dude' while I was trying to seduce them.

Wait what-

*bursts out laughing* Oh, you really are precious. *grins* What did you think all this was? Friendly zombie-killing chat?

*grins* Want some help?

... Probably.

*grins* Good guess.

*grabs my sabre and stabs a disgusting eyeless zombie*

*grins* Sexy.

No.