Daniel yawned as he rose from his sleep, his vision blurring into clarity. He found himself in a white room with a few people still sleeping. [i]It seems there is no way in or out, but there is a PA system in the corner. That would mean kidnapping, most likely. Wait.... how do I know this?[/i] Daniel jumped up, thinking, barely noticing the red-haired girl that was already standing up.

[i]Okay....what can I remember. My name is Daniel Rose, I...[/i] As he tried to think, he got flashes of his memory. Him saying something about a devil bringing death, loving this game people call life, opening a blade saying something about boredom, and holding a knife at a girl's neck. [i]Did I kill her..?[/i] Daniel patted his pockets, and took out his butterfly knife, opening it up. [i]Alright, guessing I was some sort of assassin, maybe a serial killer or a spy or something, I remember how to fight, it was... um... Pencak Silat, and psychology persuasion and deception techniques. Alright, I can roll with this...[/i]

Smiling and nodding to the young haired girl, Daniel finally spoke. [color=9966CC]"I don't suppose you know any more than me where we are?"[/color] he asked with a casual grin, closing his butterfly knife back up and putting it in his pocket. He figured asking first would establish a level of trust rather than suspicion of his own being involved, and the casual demeanor matched with the emphasis on the fact he has a weapon should serve well enough in a hint of intimidation. After all, what could a small girl possibly think they could do against a..... whatever Daniel was?