Thread: Capturing A Phantom (Athene & AlluringEnigma)

Her first plan approach didn't work, that was clear. It was to be expected. Zara dealt in absolutes normally, and with people who were persuaded only by the amount of money in their bank accounts. Her plans were usually straightforward and had no variables. This was something new, something she had never dealt with before. Elena was not going to simply mold herself to fit with what Zara wanted, at least not yet, and she had to approach this differently. It was frustrating, Zara was not used to her plans failing, as evidenced by her criminal career. As Elena started to panic, Zara released the girl from her grip, walking to a nearby table and allowing herself to push down any signs of frustration. Elena took a deep couple of breaths, collecting herself, and planning her next course of action. Last time Elena had defied her, she had responded with violence, enough to scare the Interpol Agent and remind her of her place. So, in the perfect formula that existed for Elena to change her perspective, fear was not missing. In order to change, Zara ran through her mind what would have to be present. Fear and respect were the first steps Elena had to truly listen to what Zara wanted and what she was saying. Yet, right now she was nothing more than a hostage. Zara determined that she now needed to show Elena love and comfort, something that Interpol would never be able to offer. She took another deep breath and returned to Elena, walking up to her so they were once again face to face, only inches apart. Gently, with a care that hadn't been present in their interactions yet, she ran her long fingers through the long blonde tendrils that pooled past Elena's shoulders, lightly scratching and massaging her scalp. Her voice was now a whisper, though it lacked the same flirty undertones from earlier, and instead took the form of a dear friend. We don't have to continue, love. Why don't you sit with me? she added, wrapping her arms around Elena and pressing down gently so that they were sitting opposite each other. You don't want to go further, so let's stop here. Zara paused and lifted Elena's chin so that the two were now staring deep into each other's eyes, Zara gazing deep into her opposite's soul, a soft smile now on her face. You asked me earlier why I picked you. I gave you a vague answer because I was holding back on you. So, let me tell you why I picked you, exactly why you're special. Zara took a breath for effect, and began her attempt to comfort and ally with Elena. I heard, from one of my birdies that you were barred from investigating me further, that Interpol was no longer doing what an investigative agency does investigate. Then I heard about you snooping around anyways, looking for the truth despite what those around you say. I have to say it reminded me of me. Zara giggled at the ridiculousness of calling them similar, hoping to cut off any attempt for Elena to dismiss Zara's speech as insane ramblings. It's a bit silly, but we are similar in that aspect. Neither of us conform to what people tell us, even if we take different courses. So, when I picked you, I did so because I found a girl who was one in a million, and I couldn't help but want to understand you, and to get to know you. Zara gave Elena another smile and paused for a second, feigning shyness, before leaning forward, only an inch away from her lips. She whispered once more to Elena There's no one here but you and me. Your body may be betraying you, but maybe it's telling you something. Why don't we find out together? she purred, before leaning forward to kiss Elena, hoping that the girl was comforted by the thought enough to return the kiss out of passion and not fear.