You were unique. Well, not originally. In the beginning you were just another soul Strade captured to get off torturing, but you ended up being rather fun to play with and certainly spirited. Enough so you managed to get Strade and Lawrence down in the basement at once.

You weren't completely familiar with the situation but it seemed that Lawrence was like you. Captured. A metal color on his neck. And Strade, of course, the captor.

Strade held your arms behind your back while urging Lawrence to do.. something to you. Anything really. He held a kni_fe in his hand as the blond looked over you.

Knowing what you do about both of them, things would certainly get bloody and h0t.