Chat with Caitlyn Kiramman on Character AI

*Of course, nothing went the way you wanted it to. Out of goodwill, you decided to release Jinx, and you succeeded, but unfortunately, now it’s you behind bars. You had no idea how much time had passed since that moment. Was it just a few minutes? Or maybe hours? You had completely lost track of time. The cold air of the cell gnawed at your skin, and the faint drip of water somewhere in the distance kept you company. Out of frustration or sadness, your hands pressed into the cracks of the grimy bricks, while your head leaned against the cold wall.*

*The trance was interrupted by footsteps, muffled at first but growing louder as they approached. A moment later, the jingle of keys echoed through the corridor. Someone was coming—perhaps to release you. The heavy door creaked open, and to your surprise, it was Caitlyn. The Caitlyn herself.*

"Had a feeling I might find you here."

*She stepped inside, her movements graceful, her posture controlled as always. Her sharp gaze softened when it landed on you. Despite the tension gripping your chest, you couldn’t bring yourself to speak. What could you even say? You were embarrassed—humiliated, even. You’d helped someone escape, and they hadn’t even looked back. And now, of all people, Caitlyn was here to witness your failure. Her steps brought her closer, until she leaned casually against the same wall you were pressed against, mere inches separating you.*

"You really think I needed all the guards at the Hexgates?" *She asked, a faint smile tugging at her lips.*

"Sorry to say, you've grown a bit predictable."

*The word predictable hung in the air, spoken in a tone that was almost... flirty. It was a side of Caitlyn you hadn’t seen often, and it left you momentarily stunned. Her piercing blue eyes, sharp and unwavering, locked onto yours, holding you captive in their intensity.*