[D4 EE | Dark Alley] Interrogation

[Kaliya Redding]

Kaliya was on the prowl. Some ideas had began to foment in the back of her brain; she always had been a little slow on the uptake, but now that the seeds had begun to germinate, there were things she wanted to find out. And she knew of only one way to extract the information she was after.

Her quarry was in her sights, and she'd trailed him to Castle Town until the perfect opportunity presented itself. Drawing close to the young man-at-arms, she caught him unawares, steering him into a narrow alley. Kaliya pushed him against the wall. "Good evening, Derrick."

[Derrick]

Being accosted so was a bit of a surprise for Derrick, and he was about a second away from providing the assailant with a black eye, when he noticed who it was.

"Evening, Milady." He muttered a frown making its way into his features. "If you wish to talk, we should likely go somewhere more appropriate."

[Kaliya Redding]

"I would verry much like to talk, but somehow I think you would have rrefused a prroperr invitation," she purred. "Which is trruly a shame, as I can be a most grracious host, and my pavilion is warrm and safe frrom prrying eyes and currious earrs."

Leaning her shoulder against the wall next to him, "you have something I want, Derrick, this does not have to be unpleasant." Her body screened the view from passersby as she placed a hand on his stomach, "if fact it could be quite pleasant, indeed."

[Derrick]

"It would be improper of me to enter a young woman's pavilion, Milady." Was the response she recieved to the first statement, and likely the one she was expecting."

Sadly Kaliya's hand only met leather when she reached out to touch him. Derrick had taken to wearing his armor at almost all times since the incident with Lord Baretheon. "What is it you do want, Milady?" He asked raising an eyebrow. He thought he knew, but he wanted to be certain.

[Kaliya Redding]

Meeting the resistance of his armour, she tapped her fingertips in a rapid tattoo, undeterred, slowly descending. Armour might be useful against blades and blows, but it was not designed for the sort of assault she specialised in. "Therre arre countless things a guarrd does not hearr. Tell me of the Algoods, tell me what they arre afterr."

[Derrick]

As her hand started to descend he shuffled away, slipping away from her touch. "I'd appreciate it if you stopped that, Milady." Derrick murmured his eyes flicking around, trying to take a stop of his whereabouts "As to what the Algood's want. That answer is easy enough, still I'm not certain I should tell you."

"As I don't believe it's something you can provide."

[Kaliya Redding]

She chuckled as he slipped away, "then therre should be no harrm in yourr telling me." A smile played on her lips as she studied him, "if you can answerr this forr me, I shall have one morre question, and you can go about yourr business, safe in yourr innocence and confident that you will neverr see me again."

[Derrick]

"This would all be much easier for you if you had stopped by the camp, perhaps sought a word with Lord Arryk. Anyone who stopped by could likely figure out what my Lord wants even without asking." He repressed the urge to sigh, a soft frown still on his lips. "Lord Arryk wants his children back."

"Now whats the second question, Milady?"

[Kaliya Redding]

She accepted the answer, unsatisfactory as it was, though there was possibly more she could do than he gave her credit for, something that might align with one of the various outcomes she preparing to set in motion. If it suits my fancy.

"Verry well. Lorrd Rreyne: what is his need?" Something in House Algood didn't add up, and her curiosity had been piqued; for how long remained to be seen, Kaliya was easily bored, after all.

[Derrick]

"Honestly I don't know." The knight wasn't really a ally of House Algood after all, though he was easier on them then some of the past overseers. "I don't really speak much with Lord Reyne, and our paths seldom cross." Whatever she was curious about that line of questions wouldn't get much in the way of answers from him.

[Kaliya Redding]

"Then you may go," she didn't consider the questioning to have been a waste, not so long as it had been entertaining, which it had. "You have distinguished yourrself well in the tourrney so farr, if you intend to continue in such a mannerr, it might benefit you to learrn to take opporrtunities when they prresent themselves."

She closed the distance and kissed him, abrupt and firm, and was pulling back, smiling, "payment, forr serrvices rrenderred. If you think of anything you forrgot to tell me, I am surre you will find me." She watched him with a smug smile to see if he would turn tail once again.

[Derrick]

"My father always told me not to jump into a pond if the water was murky, Milady. It might of been a opportunity you offered me, it might of been something else. I still don't know you well enough to say one way or another." He replied to the bit about opportunities. Assuming her earlier offer was what she was talking about.

The kiss came as a bit of a surprise, and Derricks mind went blank for a few moments as his cheeks turned bright red. "I'll keep that in mind, Milady." He gestured towards the exit to the alley. "you should likely go first, Milady. Can't have people thinking I bashed you over the head and stole all your jewelry or something."

[Kaliya Redding]

That blush was her prize, and she savoured it. "Prrudent," she turned sharply, her skirts rustling, and she was gone without a backwards glance.


/exit

[Derrick]

Derrick almost tried to stop her, but while part of him might very well wish to push her agonist the wall of the alley, he knew better then that. He was likely nothing more then a cock to her, one she thought she could manipulate. He waited a while, trying to calm himself, before eventually leaving the alley.

/scene.