[u]"This has trap written all over it, Gary. Honestly. I'm cocky and I'm a bitch...but I'm not oblivious." [/u] [i]Irina stifled laughter, but grinned a little still. Blood kept dripping from her left arm and hand...was the bleeding increasing?[/i] [u]"But in the case that you're not here to kill me, which I find unlikely...what do you want?"[/u]