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                  She  had  been  SURE  to  lock  every  door,    every  window,    to  look  over  her  shoulder  EVERY  SECOND,    to  keep  her  address  secret.    Janet  had,    to  say  the  very  least,    become  paranoid.    Though,    at  the  UNPLEASANT  SIGHT  of  the  former  domestic,    it  was  clear  to  her  that  she  had  not  been  paranoid  enough.    She  had  still  been  found,    and  now  there  was  LITTLE  TO  BE  DONE  to  save  herself.    The  intentions  of  the  other  were  unclear,    though  Janet  was  CERTAIN  that  all  the  information  she  had  revealed  regarding  the  unusual  group  she  had  discovered  wouldn’t  go  over  well.    Frozen  in  place,    Janet  awaited  the  woman’s  words,    managing  to  only  sputter  out,    ❝    Wh-what  are  you  d-doing  here    ???    ❞

                             she  DESPISED  every  moment,  every  second  of  having  to  come  here.  having  to  come  to  the  HUMANS  for  help  of  any  kind.  but  she  had  NO  OTHER  CHOICE.  for  the  former  DOMESTIC  was  under  little  illusion  that  if  they  were  to  find  that  she  was  still  'pon  this  wretched  rock,  that  they  wouldn't  HUNT  HER  DOWN.  &&  for  what  ???  their  own  CURIOSITY,  of  course.  something  that  had,  by  no  fault  of  her  own,  landed  her  in  such  an  ABHORRENT  situation.  ❛   i ------   ❜  she  hated  this,  she  hated  this,  SHE  HATED  THIS.  ❛   i  have  NOWHERE  ELSE  to  go,   ❜  fingertips  pressed  harshly  'gainst  the  palm  of  a  pallid  hand  as  an  emerald  gaze  remained  'pon  the  other,  &&  she  was  in  the  utmost  certain  that  NEITHER  ONE  OF  THEM  wanted  her  to  be  there  in  that  moment.

                   ❝    He  is  alive,    ❞    she  answered  simply,    REFUSING  to  allow  herself  to  finish  the  thought  aloud.    He  wasn’t  any  longer.    She  had  ruined  that  quite  efficiently.    She  couldn’t  BARE  to  return  to  her  own  time  and  be  met  with  the  TERRIBLE  REALITY  which  she  had  crafted  for  herself.    The  loneliness  which  awaited  her  back  on  her  beloved  planet  was  far  more  unbearable  than  the  ARGUING  and  the  COLD  SHOULDER  she  had  grown  accustomed  to.    She  was  quite  humiliated  by  her  arrogance  in  all  of  this.    To  think  that  it  was  somehow  possible  to  fix  everything,    to  believe  that  she  could  trick  fate  was  FOOLISH  of  her.    Even  Riff  Raff  would  scoff  at  her  blatant  disregard  for  the  risks  and  idealistic  means  of  thinking.

                              it  was  a  sense  of  RELIEF  that  washed  over  her  with  the  words  that  came  to  greet  her,  he  was  ALIVE  somewhere  &&  that  was  all  that  mattered.  a  part  of  him  was  still  with  her  despite  his  DEATH  here.  ❛     i  -  i'm  -----  ❜     however,  before  she  was  able  to  allow  the  words  to  ebb  past  previously  CRIMSON  lips,  the  realization  hit  her.  events  here  would  change  the  FUTURE  that  her  counterpart  had  left  behind,  would  alter  the  events  in  which  the  other  KNEW.  ❛    what  if  you've  CHANGED  the  future  ???  coming  here  -----  he's  DEAD.   does  that  mean  ..  ??    ❜  it  was  a  another  sentence  in  which  the  redhead  didn't  wish  to  FINISH,  for  it  was  something  neither  of  them  would  ever  know  the  ANSWER  to,  for  neither  of  them  could  return  to  transylvania.  NOT  NOW.

a woman who can hold her own ?  mary jane can APPRECIATE that.   grin tugs at the corner of her lips,  an expression that best describes smugness etching onto pale visage.    “ so this little get up was your idea ?  you’re definitely a woman who knows what she’s doing, aren’t you? “  something else the blonde admires.   “ if you’re going to do something,  DO IT RIGHT — it’s best to stick out like a sore thumb.  fuel your ego by drawing attention to yourself. “  and a french maids outfit? well, that was the right amount of FUEL needed to start a small fire.  “ it makes me wonder … “  

she cants her head to the left, just an inch, arms folding across the chest of her own attire.  “ … what else you have in store.   if you had any sense, you’d raid YOUR MASTER’S closet.  half of the shit in there would look better on you than it does him. “ 

                          ❛    it  was  -----  CONVENIENT,     ❜   &&  just  because  the  domestic  didn't  much  care  for  earth  culture  didn't  mean  that  she  hadn't  learned  of  their  CUSTOMS,  learned  how  not  to  draw  UNWANTED  ATTENTION  to  herself  should  they  be  disturbed.  however,  she  couldn't  come  to  DISMISS  the  other's  words  as  FALSE,  for  she'd  always  known  exactly  what  she  wanted,  always  known  of  the  ways  in  which  to  obtain  it,  no  matter  how  long  it  took  to  do  so. alas,  it  was  DISTASTE  that  soon  ebbed  'cross  pallid  features  at  the  suggestion,  for  she'd  have  to  be  severely  out  of  her  mind  to  even  CONSIDER  such  a  thing.  ❛     i'd  rather  NOT,  it's -----  cheap,     ❜  perhaps  not  in  cost,  but  in  taste  to  say  the  least,  a  thought  that  often  cross  her  mind  as  &&  when  she  had  the  UNFORTUNATE  pleasure  of  laying  emerald  oculars  ‘pon.

  「 ✧ .❖. ✧ 」

                   ❝    I’ve  NOTICED,    ❞    she  scoffed,    the  building  frustration  which  the  harlequin  experienced  finally  BLEEDING  THROUGH.    Though  that  smug  grin  which  had  comfortably  settled  upon  bleached  features  momentarily  faltered  once  the  redhead’s  fist  connected  with  PRISTINE  cheek.    A  single,    humorless  bark  of  a  laugh  pushed  past  CRIMSON  LIPS,    the  blonde  remained  frozen  in  place  as  she  weighed  her  options.    Though  the  stillness  was  ABRUPTLY  SHATTERED  once  the  criminal  stood  to  her  feet,    bat  SWIFTLY  CONNECTING  with  the  maid’s  gut.    Hand  which  did  not  grasp  the  bat  reached  into  her  jacket  and  retrieved  her  gun,    pointing  it  DIRECTLY  at  the  woman’s  temple.    ❝    You  like  t’  play  rough,    d’ya  doll  face    ???    ❞    she  asked,    more  MANIACAL  LAUGHTER  escaping.    ❝    That’s  FINE  by  me.    Just  know  there  ain’t  no  safe  words  when  I  get  goin’,    ❞    she  added,    all  playfulness  which  had  been  in  her  voice  GONE,    leaving  only  the  anger  which  the  other  had  WRONGFULLY  PROVOKED  in  her  tone.

                            &&  it  was  her  years  of  EXPERIENCE  that  ensured  that  not  even  a  whimper  of  PAIN  escaped  CRIMSON  painted  lips  'pon  the  wooden  bat  connecting  with  her  mid - section.  &&  whilst  she  knew  she'd  she'd  be  littered  in  BRUISES,  it  didn't  stop  the  smirk  ebbing  'cross  the  expanse  of  her  countenance  as  she  came  to  stare  down  the  barrel  of  the  GUN  that  was  poised  at  her  temple.    ❛  do  you  think  that  SCARES  ME  ??   ❜   &&  it  was  within  an  INSTANT  that  gun  was  disarmed  from  the  blonde,  one  of  the  many  TALENTS  her  former  career  had  afforded  her.  another  trick  was  not  to  miss  an  OPPORTUNITY,  bullet  thereafter  piercing  the  skin  of  the  others  hip,  ❛  if  you're  going  to  point  a  gun  at  me,  make  sure  that  you  shoot  me  !!   ❜  for  anyone  else  in  the  SAME  SITUATION  hadn't  walked  away  from  her  ALIVE.

  「 ✧ .❖. ✧ 」

                    BEMUSED  was  the  nature  in  which  well  kept  eyebrows  raised.    ❝    I’m  a  PATIENT  GAL,    ❞    she  replied,    smug  smirk  spreading  across  BLEACHED  FEATURES.    Leg  crossed  over  the  other,    frame  sinking  into  the  furniture.    ❝    Whenever  he’s  set  I’m  SURE  you’ll  be  just  overjoyed  t’  tell  him  I’m  here,    ❞    Oh  she  was  SURE  she  would  not  be                      though  the  guy  who  owned  the  place  would  find  her  sooner  or  later.    ❝    BETTER  YET                        ❞    the  blonde  began,    standing  to  heeled  feet.    ❝    Why  don’t  I  follow  you  ‘round  ‘tll  he’s  all  set    ???    ❞    Bat  was  pointed  DIRECTLY  in  the  other’s  face    (  Harley  was  nearly  certain  the  BLOOD  STAINS  absorbed  into  the  wood  wouldn’t  go  amiss  ).    ❝    I’d  just  HATE  fer  ya  t’  forget  ‘bout  LIL  OL’  ME,    ❞    she  explained,    gloved  hand  patting  the  other’s  shoulder  in  a  manner  which  was  PATRONIZING.

                              ❛   i'm  NOT,    ❜   for  patient  was  NEVER  a  word  that  anyone  would  use  to  describe  the  domestic,  in  fact,  it  was  the  furthest  thing  from  what  people  would  call  her,  surely  even  the  ANNOYANCE  stood  before  her  could  see  that.  however,  it  was  'pon  the  other's  DELUSIONAL  suggestion  that  she  should  follow  the  transylvanian  around  that  whatever  patience  she  had  left  -----  SNAPPED.  &&  pallid  fingertips  balled  into  a  fist,  painted  CRIMSON  fingernails  digging  against  her  palm  as  it  connected  with  the  features  of  the  woman  currently  stood  before  her.  for  it  appeared  CONVENTIONAL  MEANS  weren't  going  to  work,  weren't  going  to  ensure  the  other  left  the  castle  without  a  little  more  FORCE  than  it  usually  took  to  remove  unwanted  guests  from  their  land.  &&  if  that's  what  it  was  going  to  take,  she'd  most  certainly  OBLIGE.

@wellsecluded liked for a MOVIE quote starter.

❝ I WISH I HAD more time to seek out the DARK forces  &  join their  HELLISH CRUSADE. ❞

⤷  quote ;  morticia addams  :  the addams family. 

           a  role  of  her  eyes  -----  ❛   &&  what's  STOPPING  you  ???   ❜

          Maeve smiled that little dangerous smile of hers, one that meant trouble. Magenta. She was surprised by that, Maeve didn’t think that she would have liked leaving transylvania, especially not for this hell hole called earth & what was that ridiculous outfit she was wearing?     “ Isn’t it obvious dearie? I’m just saying hello, it has been far too long since I’ve been in the presence of non-humans. ”

                           ❛   no  you're not,   ❜  for  dealing  with  frank  as  well  as  maeve  wasn't  particularly  something  that  the  domestic  wished  to  do.  the  other  was  here  for  a  REASON  &&  as  such  was  a  notion  that  she  didn't  wish  to  learn  of.  ❛   why  are  you  REALLY  HERE ???   ❜  glower  settled  'cross  pallid  features  as  emerald  oculars  remained  firmly  ‘pon  the  raven  haired  woman  before  her.  for  she  wouldn’t  be  apart  of  whatever  the  other  had  in  store,  &&  the  sooner  that  other  was  GONE,  the  better.