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She looked over. "Hello, Pelegrina."
It looked like an electric lockpick; sort of like a taser and a USB in one. It was small and sleek.
She went over, looking at it thoughtfully before putting it on, frowning slightly.
The door closed, and she was once again alone.
Fleur was in her personal room, practicing different positions as she waited. She was.. excited this time. Maybe a little nervous. It had to be...
He looked back, kneeling to her and resting his hand on her jaw, slipping something over her ear and hiding it behind her hair as he spoke....
She relaxed slightly, holding the note gently. (Zoop?)
He whimpered, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I can't.. I can't say anything. They'll hurt y.." he stopped. "I can't."
She got up quickly, looking for him, she went into the other room with a frown.
He looked at her worriedly, his eyes searching her face before he looked down in embarrassment. "N-No.. Nothing."
She woke a bit later, sitting up and stretching.
He shook his head slowly. "I.. I did it."
She didn't wake, shifting slightly.
He looked incredibly pained to see her this way, and took a slow, shaky breath. "Listen, I.." he faltered. "I betrayed you. I'm the reason we're...
She was still asleep, hugging him.
A few hours later, the door opened, and Abel shuffled in anxiously. He looked a little beat up, his brows furrowed when he saw her. He stayed by...
(Yoop!)
(Zoop?)
She went quiet, closing her eyes.
Eve turned, opening the door and leaving, her high heels clicking as she walked down the hall.
