Thread: Capturing A Phantom (Athene & AlluringEnigma)

Elena Belrose Elena shivered as a light but still very sudden breeze danced across her bare skin. Maybe she'd gotten too eager to heed this message because, now that Elena looked up and down herself, she truly questioned if her outfit - or lack of one - had been a wise idea. Probably not. And while she didn't typically care about her appearance, it mattered right now. Aside from the jeans and sleeveless top, she only had a set of black lingerie on underneath each respective articles of clothing. Not because of anything this Fleur may think, but rather, should she have her own concealed weapon.That part could have been a lie, which made Elena inwardly scowl at herself. Sure, the young agent had a back-up weapon. But the Fleur would be an idiot not to have her own. ... And lo and behold, there it was. Revealed to her as she finally finished taking her sweet time descending the fire escape and arriving in front of Elena. ... Bitch, Elena growled, not bothering to hide her frustration with both herself and this criminal mastermind. Hmph. Fine. I get you, I get you. While the quip about wearing the cuffs had definitely been heard, that wasn't her immediate concern. The clubs would have been easy enough. It was more of the shotguns she was concerned about. Even at mid to close range, those things could be lethal. In fact, they were best from such ranges, or lack of one could argue. Compared to what she had, even if she could have re-obtained her weapon? The difference in firearms was obvious. Even a smart enough child would have known who would win from sheer power and effectiveness in their guns. The floor's yours, Miss Fleur. An eyebrow couldn't help but raise as, instead, La Fleur allowed Elena a rare opportunity indeed. The ability to play Twenty Questions with her, essentially. Well then ... if you'll really let me do that much, alright. ... Part of Elena couldn't help but admit that the La Fleur was right. She did feel a bit honored. Even more proud, in fact, that she went against orders. Still ... her head moved from side to side quickly. While you're right, flattery isn't going to make me lose my train of thoughts. If that was what you were going for, anyway. No though now that I know you have back-up, I know my limits. I'm not stupid enough to try to arrest you. For my first question ... She paused, wanting to make damn sure Elena chose what would be deemed not only a fair one, but hopefully an inquiry La Fleur would be okay with answering. ... Why me? Clearly, you had the ability to find out about any of the Interpol agents. The information didn't come from nowhere . And given your ... tone ... you could have had an even easier time into tricking any of the men. Or was that the problem? Would it have been too easy, so you chose me instead? True, that was a slight cheat, as it was more than one query. On the other hand, maybe she wouldn't care enough. And really, La Fleur seemed to be intelligent enough. Surely, she would have realized it was one of those things that was hard to roll into one, sole question. Elena swallowed softly, expecting all of the worst case scenarios to risk happening, but most definitely praying and hoping for the best.