[m] Everybody wants to rule the world

Her emotionless yellow eyes met his sparkling silver ones and she saw the question in them. He spoke her name in an almost breathless way and she could tell he was thinking about their last encounter, which had turned out rather well for both of them.

Continuing her game, she looked him in the eye and spoke in a way that suggested nothing ever happened between them, that they were merely acquaintances that had fought in the same battle. "Crescendo. Are you wounds healing well?" she enquired, only friendly concern evident in her bright yellow eyes. She wondered what his reaction would be to her newest game and how far she would take it.