A Dark and scary place.

[Ayami Morita]

Ayami is trying to get a read on their emotions, but her agitation is making it difficult to concentrate.

"Well, do you suppose you could turn on a light or something? So I could see you? You sound nice enough," she lies.

[Jezebelle]

"Hell no," says the woman. "We like it in the dark. And prisoners aren't supposed to see where they are."

[Ayami Morita]

Worth a shot...

"Oh, just a little bit, please?"

Compassion, compassion, oh ever so nice and caring to the poor frightened girl, compassion, compassion...

[Jezebelle]

"Oh fine." The woman rummages in her pocket for a moment, until Ayami senses a flare-up of anger from one of the men.

The sound of a superstrong person suddenly grabbing the arm of another superstrong person is suprisingly loud, like a clap almost.

"What the FUCK are you doing? No lights for prisoners. The master said it."

There's a bit of a scraping sound as the woman shoes scuff on the concrete. Perhaps she's pulling away from the guy who grabbed her. "Fine, fine! Look, let's just stop talking to her, we're going to get in trouble."

[Ayami Morita]

Damn and hellfire.

"The Master? Who...who is he?"

[Jezebelle]

One of the guys speaks. "You'll find out. I think Jezebelle wants to take you to him."

[Ayami Morita]

Yes, you twit, that's what I'm AFRAID of.

"Is he another one...another one of you?"

[Jezebelle]

The woman speaks out, sharply. "NO. Do not answer her."

"I wasn't going to."

"Seriously, do not say another thing to her. Let's just guard her, and get this done."

"Right, fine."

The three vamps split up, moving away from Ayami and each other, picking spots to sit, or stand, or the like.

[Ayami Morita]

More silent cursing in Japanese. There goes THAT plan...oh god, what am I going to do...