Frustration had drawn the man's body into sleek, hard lines. Seeming to give up, he quickly turned back toward the entrance to the side street. His brisk steps drew him nearer to Alexis until he once again passed so close that she could see the whiskers on his cheeks which he must have missed while shaving. Alexis couldn't help noticing his apparent willingness to give up so soon. Perhaps she knew something she didn't. The man must have more tricks up his sleeve than she had originally thought. Nevertheless, there was no way this muscle-man would get the best of her. He was quickly moving away from her; Alexis knew she'd have to act soon or forfeit the element of surprise. Before she could think better of it, Alexis dropped the illusion of an empty alleyway. Stepping from the shadows, she bent down and picked up a mid-sized rock. It's light surface gently refracted what little light that was evident within the dim side street; she almost didn't want to let it go. After tossing it between her hands a few times she gently lobbed it at the man's head, hoping to hit him and gain his attention.
Alexis grinned; she couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he discovered that he had been duped. As a man, it would likely aggravate him that he'd been bested by a woman. How exciting! She wondered what he would think, how he would react. Maybe she'd actually get to fight him. That would certainly add character to the night. After all, she thought, he sort of owed it to her to make the night interesting, especially after he'd forced her away from the delightful anarchy her power had created. Yes, she decided, that would be fun. Striking a seductive pose, Alexis assumed the vapid persona she tended to adopt with men of any species.
"Hey boy toy," she crooned, "Looking for me?"
@[member="Davik Tren"]