Truth Calls You Out [Sparda/Invites]

[Silver Eyes]

There was no point in struggling anymore or she'd never hear the end of it. After informing Sparda that her mother was the "Night Angel", she was dropped to the ground just from how shocked he was. Alright, so no one would expect Amoura to have kids. Was it that difficult to imagine her mother procreating? No, wait, she didn't want to think of something so appalling. Just the notion sent a disgusted shiver down her spine.

"A'ight, you have me. I'm tied up. I could crack the immature jokes. So get all of this over with!"

Sparda tied her up with shadowed tendrils, and this time, it was to a chair. Not that it would make much of a difference...until he threatened her with grenades that contained holy water. Holy magics of any kind hurt like a bitch on steroids, and he saw her reaction to said threat. Yes...let's make this day better.

"Ya know, I have a pet cat at home, and I can't be away for too long. He'll start gnawing on my tomes. Ya know, tomes my mother got from the library? In hell? No? Not important?"

[Sparda]

So. She was the daughter of an alternate Amoura. An alternate Amoura who had apparently been a bit of a substandard parent. It was a relief, Sparda supposed, that she was at least no relation to his Amoura.

He stood before her, having taken her to the castle dungeon and restrained her in the chair in which she was sitting. He clutched Force Edge in one hand, and a spherical vial of holy water in the other, and his facial expression was of... annoyance.
"To say you can't possibly have thought much of her, you speak of your mother awfully often," he countered calmly. "Do I sense a hint of resentment? Didn't your dear mommy give you enough love and affection in your formative years?"

His thumb flicked the cap of the water vial back and forth, a regular, hollow click. "As for these tomes, whether or not you're trying to take me for a ride, your blood will tell me what's what if it comes to that."

[Silver Eyes]

Silver snarled at Sparda at the mention of her mother, and some of the tendrils holding her in place quivered. He definitely pushed the big, red button that said "Don't push". "You don't know a damned thing, Knight! You know nothing!" Silver's upper lip twitched, partially exposing elongated canines. The consistent switching of the cap on the holy water caused her eyes to flicker at it. Silver rolled her eyes, huffed in frustration, and slumped her posture. Pain was still new to her and she wasn't in the mood to experience it.

"Fine, then take my blood. See everything for all I care. I won't talk to you about anything willingly. You were always such a goddamn pushover with an ego so big, you can fuel a fucking planet." Silver's lips formed into an angry pout and she looked away.