The surrender of her body's movements had never been the key in what was happening. Oh, no. Alliyah had not planned to lose the battle with the masked woman and her needle, but she had. However, the red head was damned determined not to let the masked woman have anymore points. She turned her gaze adamantly towards the wall. She wasn't going to watch what was going to happen to the tigress. She didn't want anything bad to happen to the Tigress, but things were out of her hands,as much as Alliyah wanted to deny it. She heard the soft noise form the masked woman before a light ran across her line of vision. She was betting on a sort of penlight or something similar. She made no sound. She couldn't give the woman the satisfaction. There would be no losing her cool. No chance of revealing any weaknesses. She had to be strong. She had to fight this woman. When fingers moved her face back towards Koreena, Alliyah kept her eyes as focused as possible., She wasn't going to let them waver, or move to show her unwillingness to watch. To show that she was helpless. No. She was going to do everything that she could to keep from showing her weakness. She locked her eyes on Koreena's, hoping that some message could be conveyed. Something that would give the Tigress and edge. Another bit of hope. Something that Alliyah couldn't convey in any other way.
When the female moved back, not even a single strand of her red hair obscured the lioness's vision. Koreena, the masked female, the bonds, the cell, everything in the direct line of vision was on display. It was something that Alliyah did not want to see. At all. The woman moved out of her line of vision. Most likely to go back to her bag. When she came back, she asked a simple question, and then was on top of Koreena. Alliyah watched, willing her muscles to move. Anything. A finger. A toe. Something had to move so that she could jump this masked woman.The finger that prodded Koreena's shoulder incited something deeper then humane rage within Alliyah. This was Pack. No one was allowed to interrupt Pack. The banter back towards the masked woman was off the top of the head, Alliyah was sure. Koreena was tough. It wasn't by chance that she was the Grieco's Second in Command. The tolerance given to the masked woman was more then Alliyah would probably have been able to manage. Watching the display was making Alliyah sick. She couldn't move, and surely, she wasn't going to close her eyes. She was going to watch. Every detail. Every second taking its time to tick by. She was going to remember it all. Like the notes on a page. The trills that she played without looking. No way in hell was she going to forget. When she was free, she'd be coming after the masked woman. And she'd get free. There was no doubt in the lioness's mind.
More pushing came. More shifting in position. Sick giggling. Then the tensing of the masked woman's legs. She was tightening her grip. The woman took Koreena's chin, and smeared blood form the free hand onto the Tigress's cheek. Sick b***h. Alliyah writhed in her mind. The visualization of getting free and pouncing on the woman was almost too short to let happen. She wanted the pain to be intense and grueling. The next shock, was the kiss the masked woman gave to the Tigress. Alliyah watched, her eyes widening with rage. She pushed at everything. Every nerve ending. Every muscle. Anything. She was going to tear this woman limb form limb. Rage was too much under her skin. She wanted the change. The shift in forms. She would take it just to get a good rake of her claws across the woman. One good swipe to end everything. Koreena was playing back. Alliyah was losing it. All things figured. The lioness couldn't process why Koreena kept it so cool. Alliyah was of course, dark and moody. Quickly changing as her music was. As any musician was. She couldn't stand to lay around helpless, but she was plotting revenge.
The masked female finally made her move. The needle was drawn. Cap came off. The needle was taking in its contents. The same thing that had pumped into her own veins. Alliyah wanted to stop it. Take the second needle. At least Koreena would have a chance to get the hell out, and go get some help. Alliyah had revenge to enact anyways. Sure, Koreena did too, but Koreena could move. Watching, that reality slipped into non-existence. The needle was jammed into Koreena's breast. Alliyah watched, letting everything build in her mind. Every action. Every mistake. Then, the masked female was rolling off Koreena and picking up the discarded needle, instructing that the Tigress 'Sit tight till I am ready.' The masked woman moved out of the line of vision, and Alliyah sat, staring at Koreena. She still couldn't move. She was going to. If she could get her damned heart to beat faster, to clear her system of this stupid drug. She needed to get Koreena out and away from this crazy woman. they both needed to get out. Get free. Go away. They wouldn't be able to go straight home to the Pack. That would be the first place they would look. They would have to go somewhere else. They could clear out of town for a while. Contact the Pack. Tell them to set up camp elsewhere for a while. Freedom would come. Alliyah, for the time, would count down the seconds until she could move again. Force every nerve and muscle in her being to feel, until she had reaction. She was going to get free.
