[color=ed1c24]"Wait...you knew her?  Back when..."[/color]  Alyssa's mind quickly conjured several horrific scenarios,  some real,  some imagined.  She remembered the pain of her branding,  the touch of her Mistress.  She tormented herself with imagined scenarios in which Vivian revealed her true intention to return Alyssa to the deep dark of the drow homeland and summoned hordes of twisted demons to aid in that end.

Alyssa started pinching her arm repeatedly,  and surely enough that brought her back to reality.  She was above ground,  not in the drow homeland.  The only thing Vivian wanted was her body,  not to return her there.  Almost as quickly as it vanished her smile returned,  although not as bright.  [color=ed1c24]"Yeah,  It was a long time ago."[/color]

She turned to Vivian.  [color=ed1c24]"So how bad was her tantrum?"[/color]