Aya's body fell limp the moment the acid left her system, and nearly passed out from relief. She barely noticed as she was carefully let down onto the sofa. Her body ached and she was so tired… Sebastian's voice drifted through her muddled thoughts as he gave his next orders. So this man was intending to keep her at his side. What was it he'd said he'd done? Employed her? Dread filled the hollow pit in her stomach at the thought of being near him any more.

Sebastian offered to take her up to her room and all Aya could think was how terribly she [i]didn't[/i] want him in her home. Mustering up whatever strength she had left, she pushed herself up to her feet with sluggish, heavy movements. She almost collapsed immediately, but somehow managed to stay up. Eyes downcast, she walked towards the door as he had directed, drawing nearer to Sebastian and Cassandra.

As soon as she was close enough, her hands darted out, grabbing the bare skin on his wrist and her neck, snapping the three of them into the astral plane. She only paused long enough to lock eyes with Sebastian and glare at him. Then she released them both and snapped back into her body, leaving them trapped there.

This time she really did collapse to the floor.

She sat there, next to the two empty bodies. They were still on their feet, but they'd be easy enough to move around in this state. Finally given a chance to compose herself, Aya wiped at the tear tracks on her face and tried to breathe deeply, calming herself. She was safe now. She could deal with this.

Eventually Aya climbed back to her feet and walked into the kitchen to grab the duct tape. Walking back into the living room, she went through the process of taping together Cassandra's hands. Carrying the girl was an… experience. She was light and Aya would usually be strong enough for this, but given the circumstances… it was a struggle to say the least. But then finally the girl was locked in a closet with her feet bound as well. Aya had spared a moment to look down at the once-innocent girl sadly. But eventually, she had to close the door, placing a chair in front of it.

Then she turned to Sebastian. To be perfectly honest, Aya didn't want to do anything with him. She never wanted to touch him again. When he woke up – if Aya ever [i]let[/i] him wake up - then nothing she did to slow him down would have any affect. He'd just get pissed and murder more innocents, no doubt. What had she been thinking, calling the police? They wouldn't be able to contain him. The only people who [i]had[/i] been were working for the Underground Movement. From what Aya had learned about them, she didn't want anything to do with [i]them[/i] either. 

So… what? She'd leave him like this? Let him wander around the astral plane until his body gave out? The enraged face of the last person she'd done that to flashed in her mind and Aya gave a shudder. She had to decide what to do about him, but… she'd do it later. When she was at a safe distance away from him.

And thus, she did nothing to his body. Well, almost nothing. Looking up at his relaxed, sleep-like face, she scrunched her eyebrows. He was a handsome thing, to be sure. Almost dream-like, when he wanted to be. But then she thought of the carnage he'd reveled in, and how happily he'd tortured her. Raising a finger, Aya gave a light push on his shoulder and he toppled to the ground.

This petty act of revenge behind her, she walked out the door and made her way up to her room. She packed a single suitcase, grabbing her money, clothes, and other personal belongings, leaving whatever she didn't need.

Twenty minutes later and a mile away, she sat down on a bench in the metro station. Aya took a deep breath to steady herself. She still wasn't sure exactly what she was going to do, but… well, it was now or never, she supposed. Closing her eyes, she jumped back to the astral plane.

Finding Cassandra, Aya grabbed her before she could react and brought her back to her body, immediately jumping back after to face Sebastian alone. She didn't know what Cassandra would do now… whether or not she'd seek down Aya or go her own way. Lord knew the girl's life was changed forever now. No matter what though, it'd take some work to get out of that closet Aya'd left her in, so at least that bought her some time.

[color=mediumspringgreen][i]No blood here,[/i][/color] she thought to herself as she stared at Sebastian. [color=mediumspringgreen][i]No pain, either. Nothing he can do to me.[/i][/color] 

And yet she was still terrified.

[@Raijinslayer]