[Kenai]

The scales seemed solid black but sometimes looked more like a deep purple with a sprinkle of silver in them. When the man ran his hand over his scales Sergio barely felt the hand there. It seemed like irony at first for him to have a cat's tail and a fish's scales. Only those scales turned out to be reptilian. So it was less ironic but more protective which honestly was preferable to perhaps needing to stay moist all time.

The young man registered the guard's readiness and without taking a moment to think he surged forward effortlessly. The men, having been prepared and experienced in a multitude of other attempts of escapees moved just as fast. With a cat's reflex Sergio came to skipped coming to a stop and flipped vertically above the first man to reach him. He sent a powerful kick that connected his head.

The first one was down, though Sergio hadn't the knowledge to assume how long. What he did have however was an eye on the stouter man adjusting mid charge for this turning of tables. He had no chance to predict what the young man did next though. Sergio, still in mid air and unable to change directions, whipped his tail around the man's neck. He held tightly as he could swinging beneath the man like a pendulum, through his legs, then kicking back to shove the stout man face first into the floor. The guard was winded and unable to recover with Sergio's tail constricting his airways.

Sergio was rather impressed with himself and, at least for the moment, didn't hate his tail as much as usual. Just as quickly as it began, it was over. The young man let go of the guards throat and relaxed on his back. Sergio could be foolish but he wasn't stupid either. There was no way he could actually escape. Besides that there was no where to run. While there wasn't any proof, he was confident his father was the one the sell him into the market.

"Do you like?" he wore that easy smile rich boys like him all seem to have. Sergio was coming down from his high though and hoped his little display would not back fire.