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     Flashing lights filled the late-night streets with bright, enticing lights that beckoned the patrons to enter the lively clubs and bars. The people that remained out, laughed and shouted excitedly, pulling friends and partners along the still bustling streets. A set of stairs led down to a bar a bit quieter compared to the rest. The bang of pool balls echoed in the dimly lit bar, followed by a chorus of jeers and laughs of the small group of adults. Some old rock song played just loud enough to be heard in between conversations from the various clusters of people. It was relaxed and perfect to enjoy the night with friends with who had enjoyed their wild years and for those trying to keep out of trouble.

     Mismatched colored eyes fell on the nearly empty bottle of bourbon sitting beside her, one of her hands wrapped protectively around the neck as if worried it might be taken away. If the bartender wasn’t so green he might’ve done so already. Her lips pulled back in a large smile as she shoved her shoulders upward, spinning around in her seat to face the stranger.

Things Said Whilst Playing DBD

     The archangel’s sudden voice startled her more than she’d have liked to admit. The bottle in her hand jolted upward, brown liquid inside sloshed around as she fumbled to keep it from slipping between her fingers. Getting a firm grip on the neck she let out a relieved sigh before turning to look at him. He received a lopsided smirk as she gave a slight shrug.

     A smile cracked across her face as the bound titan offered to have her bribe him for the answers to her questions. She bridged her fingertips together before leaning back in her chair, grin widening even more. To say she was eager to hear what a titan would request from her was an understatement. Now that they could communicate with one another there was no telling. And of course, she would be unable to assist him in freeing him of this form and she was certain he knew that but she was still willing to humor him.

          “Well, it appears you’re a few steps ahead of me, I’m still on that self-destructive path that’ll lead me to an early grave,” she then held up her glass of whiskey before shooting it back, grimacing as it burned all the way down. At least she hadn’t gotten to the point where it didn’t burn anymore, albeit, she felt she wasn’t too far away from that if she continued with how she’d been drinking. And while she had made some very questionable choices in her life she hadn’t reached a stopping point.

         “I couldn’t have said it better myself,” Faye grinned widely. The plan was almost elementary and could have serious repercussions but in order to get close to their target without causing too much of a ruckus required it. The target, a man well known for having extravagant balls with dangerous men and women of all types, was to be taken out as inconspicuously as possible to not draw attention to their client who was also attending the party. 

Poetry

          “Well, that all really depends. Is there any physical evidence that it did happen? Eye witness? Pictures? Or is it just somethin’ you were told?” Faye questioned. Memories were fragile and tricky things. She was a strong believer that the mind could create memories and that existing ones could be altered, especially over time. The mind was extremely powerful after all.

    Faye remained slouched in the couch, its cushions and blankets threatening to suck her deep into its depths were remotes, crumbs, and missing socks resided. This was the third movie they had binged where the young adult kids had predictably investigated or run straight into the killer’s trap. As he turned to her, she shoveled a handful of popcorn into her mouth, as he had done before. Cheeks were puffed out, mimicking a chipmunk as she slowly chewed, waiting for him to speak to her. Her brows furrowed, having expected something completely different. With a painful swallow, she gulped down the mostly chewed food. 

     There’s a moment of silence as she ponders over the very plausible reality that she could have power and irresponsibility. She was halfway there. All she needed now was to figure out how to get the power and the money that usually came along with it. Smiling, Faye nodded, looking back to Eddie.