A hiss, deeper than a cat's and far more threatening was spat past baring fangs as the black-haired figure quickly picked herself up from the ground where she'd been thrown. Her pale skin bore streaks of blood, but there was no injury to be seen on her body, though, her jeans were torn at the knee and along one thigh and he shirt looked to be in shreds at abdomen level and across her shoulder in the back. It was clear she'd put up one hell of a fight before she'd been thrown into this cell underground. Her pale gray eyes flared with fiery rage as she approached the bars, but it turned into another hiss, this one pained when she touched the silver, pulling back as her flesh sizzled for a long moment before healing over again. Right, and people thought silver only effected werewolves. She wished. "Ah, come now, Caterina. Don't take it personally. Alessio will pay good money to get you back. It's just business." The words came from a well-built, blond-haired male who smiled with fanged teeth, putting out his cigarette as he approached the bars, careful not to touch them. "You understand business." Caterina bared her own fangs back in a grim smile. "I know you've signed your death warrant. Alessio will kill you when he finds out I've escaped." The male vampire laughed. "Escaped? You have no where to go, Caterina!" He shook his head as if being tolerant and smiled. "No, Caterina, you shall stay until he comes for you and I will be that much richer. Now, go on and make friends with your cell-mate. Play nice or I'll find other ways to keep you amused." The threat was thinly veiled as he ascended the stairs and when he had gone, Caterina cursed, resisting the urge to slam her hands against the bars. Bad idea. Dammit! Why hadn't she seen them coming? Damn city mucking up all the damn scents! She wracked a hand back through her tangled black hair and finally, after a few more muttered curses in an old dialect of Italian, she looked toward her 'cell-mate'. He was rather attractive from where he sat and her nose immediately told her that he wasn't human, but...not vampire either...not werewolf...hmm.... She recognized that scent. What was it? Head tilting just slightly, but her pale gray eyes cold and impassive, Caterina ventured the first attempt at conversation. "So, what are you in here for?"