Purely Koraz

Chapter 4: Grin As Sharp As Knives (And Playful As A Feather In Wind)

Paige stopped picking the lock on her cage, looking over to where Eric was chained in a kneeling position. He had started grinning.

The persona that Eric had chosen for this little adventure - sweet but shy, weak, and servile - did not grin. Especially not that grin. It was the one that spelled misery for enemies and a lesson for friends. It was one that meant he couldn't or wouldn't restrain his inner Trickster, and whatever trick he was planning was going to be very unpleasant for whoever had managed to piss him off.

Paige leaned back on her feet, assuming a simple crouch-squat as their captor caught sight of the grin and went over to investigate. Eric's look wasn't as dangerous as it could have been, it wasn't his 'you hurt someone I care about' look, nor was it his 'I haven't done anything remotely troublemaking in days and you happened to make me angry' look.

The captor and the thief began to talk, too quietly for her to hear. She would've been capable of eavesdropping if she had her proper ears, but she just had to get caught in her birth form, didn't she?

Then Eric began to chuckle, and she had no trouble hearing as it broke into full-on cackling. The pixie found herself torn between pressing herself to the back of her cage for safety, or scooching forward fir a better view.

She heard a click, and turned to see the last bits of a black smoke puff on the lock of her cage, the door slowly creaking outward. She walked out, transforming and flying the moment she was out of its magic-blockers.

She settled herself on a rocky ledge in the cave, having decided on 'good seat', and watched the chaos unfold as Eric and Mischief began their games. Pies and woopie cushions and hand buzzers weren't Paige's style, and she was ever glad to not be on either side on that grin, but she had to admit....

It was a lot of fun to watch.