As the strange individual scooped her up, she cringed and tried to thrash away, had it not been for the slight dizziness and her bound hands - she would have gone straight for his eyes with her fingers. She settled for a hiss at him. As he let her go she backed up, flinching at the crack of the lightning which hit the spot she had just been at. Still, this one couldn't be trusted - especially not since he had alerted his varied party of far stranger individuals. 

Not long after this all happened, the commotion was over - and her previous assailants had either been killed or had fled. So why did Aeryn feel so much like she was out of a frying pan and into a whole new fire? Each of them had an upper hand here. She had no weapon, she didn't have full use of her body - and she was tired. The last of the adrenaline was wearing off. If she was going to do anything, it would have to be fast. 

Now a Dwarf was staring her up and down, and then glancing to the Monk, and then back at her. This slight and subtle show of body language told Aeryn all she needed to know. That the danger wasn't over for her. So what would it be? Fight or flight? There was a Wood Elf that seemed less likely to be an aggressor, but still untrustworthy. Maybe chewing off someones face off like a rabid dog wasn't exactly the way to show anyone that she was... not a bad guy. She preferred her previous captors. Afterall, the devil that you know is better than the various devils that you don't. The devils that just made mincemeat of Dorcha.

[i]So, Aeryn, what will it be? There's an escape here[/i] she thought to herself as she let her eyes dart back and forth across the scene - and then she saw it. The glittering silver of the key to her freedom, washed up against the side of the river in the shallows, floating in a pool of blood. There was just a wall of people between her and that key. It would only take one quick stunt for her to get past and to the key, and to freedom. Without the limitations of bound hands she might stand a chance of escape from them entirely. After all, she was a Master Thief. This should be child's play...