The Strange Cafe

You got out in the hallway. There didn't seem to be anyone there.
As the door to the bathroom closes behind you, you feel a dagger on your throat, and my breathing down your neck. "You have touched my hat." I say calmly in your ear. "and now you shall feel regret."
I grab your arm and twist it behind your back, and take my hat back and place it on my own head, where it belongs. I hold your arm against your back and put my knife back to your throat.

I felt the mysterious stranger take the hat off, and knew it was all over, "Kill me now, before the feds come," I said, feeling my cat ears flex*

"Maybe I won't. Maybe I'll tie you up and leave you for them as a present." I hissed in her ear.

She hissed, "That would be more cruel then tearing out all of my fur with tape. You of all people should know that. You know what THEY do. I can smell them, just under that 'human' scent you have."

"You do not know what you talk about. Perhaps I am not human, and perhaps I have felt their touch, but not in this life time, feline." He took his knife away from her throat, and she could hear the ripping of the tape again.

"Perhaps. Perhaps you were the first, or the second, but you were not the 4000th. I was blessed with 9, not infinite, Stranger. 9 is enough. Here is my heart," I say, pointing to the general area, "Shall I do it for you?"

He shook his head. He pulled her other arm behind her back and taped them together securely, then wrapped the tape around her. "It sounds like they may have been looking for you for a while. I'm sure they will be grateful to be able to recapture you."

I stared at him, "Your the one who's been gone the longest. They're searching, you know. Forever searching," she sighs, letting out the claws in her hand from their furry sheathes and cuttonig the bonds enough to rip them free*

He shook his head at her again. "You don't know who I am. I am not wanted here. I am wanted many places. England, Africa, Mobius, Akorye, Ra'lenut... But not here."
He retaped her arms and taped her fingers together and put tape around her claws. Then he released her, put some tape around her feet, and backed away from her.

"You are wrong," she smiles, "You were their only success, Tyracion. And this tape, you will need something stronger." *Claws slide right through the tape*

He blinked and shrugged. "I knew it wouldn't hold you. I just wanted to feel like I did something in vengance for you touching my hat. And though you may know my name, you still don't know who I am, though you think you do. Your talk is empty and misinformed." He brushed some of his hair back behind his ear, revealing its pointed tip.

She rolls his eyes, "You have their mark, Stranger. And you are right, I know not but you're name, but is that not enough? A name may not make a man, but does not a man make a name. Can I see your tape?" *Suddenly thinks of something*

"Oh no, I have not their mark. And in many cases, the name CAN have much power. And why do you want to see my tape?" He frowned.

"It isn't for use on you," I say, giving him a sly grin, "It's you're choice of ambush. You know, it looks rather like you like me from an angle," I wink, "But no-one has seen theese yet." *Points at my ears*

"Tch." He turned away. "Well, you cannot use my tape."