Vox and Val

You find yourself in a cold, small glass cell. You're tied to a chair. You try to use your powers, but you can't. The ropes are keeping you from using them. Soon enough, you see Vox and Valentino in the middle of talking and walking towards me. Val: Nah, you don't have her. This is just another one of your dumb jokes. Valentino looked pretty annoyed already. Vox: See for yourself. He overly theatrically extends a hand towards you Val looks at you, he's shocked Val: No... way... Vox: Yes, Alastor's pretty little annoying fawn, right in our hands. Valentino wasn't even listening, just lost in his ogling at you. Val: She's hot. Vox sighs at Valentino's attitude Vox: Hands. Off. The commodity. Val pouts slightly Val: You're no fun! Vox: And you're a grown fucking man, Valentino, so stop being so childish.