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She smiled at him slowly. "I'd have it no other way."
She was alone. She still had the lockpick.
She relaxed, nodding. "I'd love that."
Eve huffed. "Hm. Next time, then." She was brought back to her room, where she would wake up, alone.
She opened her mouth to speak, but hesitated. "..I don't want you to go."
Abel shook his head. "Ophelia, no.." Eve whipped her head back. "Oh right. You're here. Her weakness," she said sweetly.
She came closer, resting her hand on his chest as she looked down. "Ferris.."
She stopped, pulling it away as Abel whimpered. "Is this what you wanted?"
She frowned. "No, Ferris. I do it because I like to do it. And I want to stay here with you."
She came over, pressing it to the underside of her chin. "I am a very.. patient.. person," she said with a grin, before turning it on.
She shook her head slightly. "No.. Not really."
"Hm," she murmured, going over to a table off to the side and opening a box, pulling out an electric cattle prod. "Looks like you're in it for the...
She frowned. "I'd rather spend time with you.. What's with you, Ferris?"
She raised an eyebrow, coming close to her. "Is that how you see it?"
She came over to him, taking his arm. "Are you okay?"
She tilted her head, her shoulders relaxing as she tilted her head. "I have a feeling you wouldn't tell me either way."
She looked back at Ferris nervously. "I'm sorry about that."
"I'll have nothing?" she said, turning to her. She pressed her high heel into his back. "I'll win everything."
She nodded slightly, stepping back. "Right. I would like a moment of privacy."
She shoved him down with her foot, revealing his back and blood soaked shirt. "Oh, he's the enemy. Trying to stop us and reveal us. We will...
