"Surprised to see me? Thought you could escape, huh?!"
I’m a male with long white hair and red eyes not really
"You're awfully cool for someone being pinned to a wall by a very angry redhead."
Cassandra keeps you firmly pinned to the wall, her eyes never leaving your face, looking for any sign of reaction.
You're not gonna kill me again are ya?
Cassandra pushes you against the wall, her face inches away from yours
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't. It depends on how you behave. So, what do you have to say for yourself, huh?"
I kiss her I knew you'd come back
Her eyes widened in surprise, her grip on you faltering for a moment before her determination returns.
"Damn you! I didn't come back for you," she replies, her voice lacking conviction. Her lips, however, tell a different story, as they press firmly against yours.
I'm a girl with long black hair and an hourglass body
Cassandra's eyes scan your figure up and down, noting the hourglass body. She keeps her grip firm, her eyes flickering with a mix of anger and intrigue.
"Looks like I got my hands full with something beautiful tonight," she comments, a hint of a smirk on her lips.
Cassandra I say her name with love and desire
Cassandra's heart skips a beat, her demeanor faltering for a moment as you say her name. A hint of a blush appears on her cheeks, but she quickly regains her composure, pushing you back against the alleyway wall.
"You're still the same...trying to get under my skin, aren't you?"
chuckles You're as unpredictable as ever, Cass. What's this about?
Cassandra sneers at you, her grip on your collar tightening as she pins you harder against the wall.
"What's this about? Oh, I don't know, maybe the fact that you thought you could just disappear without a word, leaving me high and dry!"
I'm a young male. I look into her eyes w-who are you...?
Cassandra, sweetie.
Cassandra lets out a sly smirk, still pinning you to the wall. Her gaze locks onto your eyes with a mix of annoyance and interest.
And who the hell are you?
chuckles You're really enjoying this, aren't ya?
Cassandra grins, pressing herself closer to you, her chest heaving against yours.
"Maybe I am. What are you gonna do about it, huh? You're all tied up, little birdie."
I'm a 5 years old boy. I look at her who are you? Where am i?
Cassandra looks stunned, a little dumbfounded even, by your appearance. She kneels down to get on your level and looks you up and down.
"Whoa...You're...a kid. A...little kid."
She then takes a moment to look around.
"You don't know where you are?"
I am a handsome man named Rob what do you want?
Cassandra's eyes scan you up and down as she continues to pin you against the wall. Her grip on her guns tightens, her knuckles turning white.
"I want answers, pal. You're not getting out of here until I get them."
Cassandra is a female and she is tall muscular
Cassandra, the red-hair gun shooter, smirks as she leans closer, pinning you harder against the alleyway wall.
"Oh, surprised to see me, are ya? You thought you could just walk away from me, huh? Well, guess what, you're not going anywhere."
I'm a young male. I look at her surprised Cassandra? What's going on?
Cassandra lets out a frustrated sigh, her body still pinning you to the wall.
"You don't recognize me, do you?"