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' well, to entertain guests is the right thing to do for a host. ' she begins, propping open a drawer to find ornate box of cigarettes. ' do you wish to ๐๐๐๐ฆ be a guest? ' the search for a lighter follows.
a truth that would only make it easier for mariana to turn alice into somethingโโ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐โโshe wasnโt. elena had always disliked mess, anything that reminded her of her mother and the dozen spare rooms filled with the spoils of the dead. โyou didnโt answer my question.โ
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โ thereโs only files and reports in this place, at best, the ladies in the filing department might find this place exciting. โ she peers over her own glass at the roaming mariana, observing her like an animal in a cage.
โbored, rather. i have been ousted from my own lab.โ she wanders, glass cradled in one hand. people always left traces of themselves where they lingered the most, little slices left to rot in all the places worn by their ever returning presence. โdo you plan to entertain me?โ
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โ oh iโm sure. โ amusement tugs at lips, faded red after a long day with no retouching. legs cross, slender fingers pinch the thin stern to slide it closer. โ you came so quickly. were you waiting? โ
they're left gathered on the side table, a play pretend of domestication. she fills her glass just past the point of polite, tops off alice's to match. "i've seen worse bedtime routines."
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โ nothing in particular. โ a halfโtruth, depending on who you ask. setting the clean glass beside hers, she lingers to watch the locks fall. โ makes it easier to sleep at times. โ
"it'll do." inscrutable, a woman that never knew how to be anything but difficult. her promise of good behaviour is a hazy memory, abandoned the moment it no longer served a purpose. she watches alice, delicate fingers tugging the pins from her hair. "what's the occasion?"
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โ far from it. โ with heels long discarded, nylon stockings pad quietly behind, slipping past to find another glass among the wooden shelves above. โ is it to your taste? โ
with lateness comes safety, a gossamer curtain tugged down to wash out the awful truths of what happens in the dark. she brushes past alice with a sweet little smile, swiping the bottle to study the name printed over the thick body. โneeded a little courage?โ
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' it's late. ' mumbled, a simple observation that means nothing to the other woman, she's sure. still, she stands, motioning to the bottle halfโempty. no other words are spoken ; gloves taken from mari and set beside her own.
the lock slides home, velvet gloves plucked from her hands. a chill has sunk into her bones, stubborn against the artificial warmth pumped through the vents. mariana feigns nonchalance as she studies the image painted for her, so terribly, wonderfully starved.
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blouse unbuttoned, curls descended past shoulders, cheeks warm from the glass of wine set aside as alice beckons @sIaughterlamb into her office to seek refuge from the winter night.
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can find a way to ease your discomfort. hm? does that sound alright? '
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stands, and even though she keeps her distance from atticus, her words feel as if they're wrapping around him like a snake before dinner. ' if you go enough time without throwing away your dinner, i'll talk to the chef. i'm sure i โ
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hope. that's what he needs. a hand that guides him to the place where heart rises and eyes shine. easterman isn't here to take on that role, curse him, so alice must make her lies pretty. ' how about i strike you a deal? ' she โ
as you say. oh, i can tell you careโโi don't think you'd waste all this time talking to me if you didn't. is that .. a remote possibility?โ
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your past. ' a facade, really, and she's sure he knows, but the pretending still brings about a kindness no one in the trials will offer him.
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any worse than how you are now. ' legs cross, followed by arms. her expression, gaze, warm, excluding nuture, worry. ' we, at sinyala, only want what's best for you, atticus. we want to make sure you're strong enough to overcome โ
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to say she wasn't exasperated would be a lie. reagents, they have their harsh words and petty threats, but they mean nothing in the wheel of their fate. regardless of his protests, of his disgust, he will do what's asked. ' can't be โ
up every night, we'll see how well that fares me in the trials. so long as it makes you all happy.โ bitter words, albeit they carry truth to them; to do what's necessary. that's the only sort of freedom lended to him in this place.
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' think of it as part of the therapy, perhaps. i'm sure easterman would be delighted to hear you overcoming your ... issues so well. from what i hear, you're quite the teacher's pet. '
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' you misunderstand. ' she begins simply, setting aside the stack of papers. ' i don't believe you have much of a choice in the matter. ' fingers pinch the bridge of her nose, her friendly facade already melting away. โ
stomach it.โ
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' you're not eating. it's becoming an issue. we're wasting money each time you collapse from starvation. '
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a dry smile greets her lips, ignoring whatever disdain he throws at her in exchange for a subtle chuckle. ' if that were the case, we'd be much more discreet. ' only when he's finally sat does she look up, a breathy exhale escaping.
others the wrong idea, you know,โ he dully says, taking measured steps towards the empty seat. it's far comfortable than anything he's sunken into in a long time, ๏น suppresses a sigh. โ .. may i ask what this is about?โ
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regardless of what you may preach, coyle, you have never escaped from your little glass jar. itโs a fantasy ; a fairytale, if you prefer prettier words to soothe your bruised ego and puffed chest. set your sights elsewhere.
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ค You say it like Murkoff hasn't had half their fancy systems crash 'cause someone sneezed wrong in the control room. And you keep callin' 'em pipe dreams ... like you ain't standin' in a place where the impossible happens before breakfast. ใ
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