Freedom to Choose [GM]

[Kyrie Blaze]

In being newly promoted, Kyrie had been bouncing to and fro. But in the afternoon just a couple days later, she finally slowed down. The tiny blonde had an acquisition on her hands...and he needed to be dealt with.

So then, she went off in search of the one she had subdued on the battlefield.

[Zack Asiv]

Kiyr finds him. Sitting on his knee's with his hands on his thighs in meditation. Waiting in a kind of stand-by state. Only moving to eat and drink. He was literally in the spot, the very last spot Kiyr saw him.

[Kyrie Blaze]

...the door to the small quarters he was given wasn't even closed. Kyrie blinked with a frown and knocked on the door frame, looking at the man that was seated in the middle of the room.

She lightly cleared her throat.

[Zack Asiv]

The man's eyes would open at the knock looking to Kiyr he'd turn himself towards her remaining on his knee's. Lowering his head, he'd wait for orders.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kyrie could honestly say this level of...subjugation didn't sit well with her. She was going to need to do something about that as quickly as possible...but first she needed to know a little more about him.

"I am curious about you and wondered if we could talk..?" She queried as she looked around and gestured towards the small couch. "Please, have a seat on the couch."

It would be more comfortable than kneeling on the floor.

[Zack Asiv]

The guy would push himself to a standing position and move to take a seat on the couch.

"What is it you wish to know?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

Kiyr took a seat on a chair and tilted her head.

"What can you tell me about the life you lead before becoming...part of John Strike's task force..?"

He'd told her he needed the others, after all. That they were his and she couldn't have them.