After leaving V behind on the beach, Ray made her way back to her room in the medbay. She sat down in front of her mirror and undid her ponytail, starting to brush her hair. The medic placed the hairpin she got from V onto a cabinet.
Her attention got caught by a soft sound of footsteps. Ray looked up, just to see her standing behind her through the mirror. Shit.
Hey... Grace... What can I help you with? She mumbled anxiously, not putting down her hairbrush just so she could fiddle with something to calm her nerves.
Mmh, Ray, darling, why aren't you at the beach? Surely you wouldn't want to miss that? Grace said in a sickeningly sweet tone. She traced her finger along Ray's shoulders, the latter shivering.
... Actually, I'm not going to attend. I'd rather stay here and re-organise the medical supplies. Ray whispered. She felt Grace's grip on her shoulders tightening. The exorcist slowly started to try and get the hairpin, but slow enough as to not get Grace's attention.
Isn't that a little boring, darling? The seraph's eyes flicked over to the hairpin. Her eyes were sharp as a hawk's, there was no way she didn't notice Ray's attempt to grab it. What's that? She asked in a dangerously low tone.
... A gift. From my friend.
Mmh, must've been a bad friend. You don't even like hair accessories. How about I just- Grace picked up the hairpin and crushed it. Ray bit her lip. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
Now listen to me. You're attending that beach day, whether you like it or not. I'll get mad if you don't. You don't like it when I'm mad, do you? She said the last bit in a sickening baby voice. The exorcist grimaced.
Of course. I'll get changed right away. I'm sorry, Grace.
Mmh, good girl. Grace patted Ray's head, before teleporting away again. As soon as Grace was gone, Ray took what was left of the hairpin and clutched it to her chest. A tear rolled down her cheek.
